On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 92 Get Ready
Seeing that several attempts to persuade him could not change Feng Wuming's mind, Ye Zhiyu could only turn his mind to Mi Guo.

After hearing her purpose, Mi Guo could only shake her head apologetically.

Thinking about it, since Mi Guo went all the way to Beijing alone, it was naturally the result of Feng Wuming's discussion with the entire Mi family.

Since she was concerned about the future of the clan, Mi Guo admired Ye Zhiyu somewhat, and could not let her words go against Feng Wuming's intention.

What comforted Ye Zhiyu a little was that among the secret medicine for ripening Gu worms, one of the medicines had lost its effectiveness due to the long journey, so he had to order people to find it again.

This disguise bought Ye Zhiyu some time, but with the palace's ability, it didn't take much effort.

Knowing that he could not delay any longer, Ye Zhiyu went to Feng Wuming's room again that night.

Feng Wuming had already changed into his pajamas, and it was inevitable that he would feel a little unnatural when he saw Ye Zhiyu.

"Why did the miracle doctor come to visit late at night?"

Ye Zhiyu thought to himself, if you hadn't been hell-bent on ripening that Gu worm, my aunt would never have had to work overtime at night.

His face showed sincerity, "Since Your Majesty has made up his mind to use the secret medicine, I will naturally do my best to help His Majesty regulate his body so that the side effects of the medicine can be minimized."

Seeing Feng Wuming's acquiescence, Ye Zhiyu continued: "Since the prince plans to go to bed, then I will add more soothing medicine to the moxibustion grass to help the prince sleep well."

Speaking of this, Feng Wuming didn't dare to feel sleepy.

Staring at Ye Zhiyu, who looked calm, Feng Wuming frowned slightly, "Does the miracle doctor mean that after I fall asleep, the miracle doctor will leave on his own?"

"Of course it is," Ye Zhiyu nodded, "If my diagnosis and treatment actually affects the prince's sleep, wouldn't that be reverse cause and effect?"

Feng Wuming pondered for a moment, but in the end he didn't chase Ye Zhiyu away, but just called a pen boy to come in.

The boy looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but his eyes were very smart. Seeing Ye Zhiyu still staying in Feng Wuming's room late at night, constantly looking at him, it didn't make anyone feel bored.

Knowing that Feng Wuming was looking for someone to look at him, Ye Zhiyu secretly curled his lips. Could it be that this man really thought he was very attractive?
Subconsciously ignoring the fact that he had drooled over his abdominal muscles, Ye Zhiyu just ignored it.

After Feng Wuming lay down, he lit the moxibustion grass step by step and placed it on Feng Wuming's Hegu point.

Seeing that Feng Wuming's frown, which was slightly frowning even in his sleep, gradually relaxed with Ye Zhiyu's movements, the child really admired Ye Zhiyu a little more, and even took the initiative to step forward and start a fight.

But before the moxibustion grass was half burned, the child felt his eyelids were heavy and fell asleep repeatedly.

Ye Zhiyu turned him aside to rest on the couch without much effort, smiling to himself.

The killing power of the calming incense prepared by Ye Zhiyu was indeed extraordinary. Even if Feng Wuming sent eighteen bronze men to guard the side, could he still stop her from taking action?
I wonder if Feng Wuming can withstand the power of the secret medicine, but this time Ye Zhiyu was ruthless when taking blood.

In the past, it was just a small amount for emergencies, but this time it was enough to last for half a year.

If it weren't for the fact that Feng Wuming was still a patient, Ye Zhiyu would have really wanted to reach the upper limit of 400cc.

After carefully hiding Xiaofeng Tuan's life-saving blood, Ye Zhiyu suddenly discovered that there was a difference in the connection between himself and the doll in the suburbs of Beijing.

She buried the doll in the soil for several days, in order to use the remaining power of the Yin Empress to create a human being from the soil, and to generate some intelligence on its own, so that it could be used to deal with Feng Wuming's pursuit.It's just that these days, Ye Zhiyu is either running around for the medicinal materials Xiaofeng Tuan needs, or being ordered around by Feng Wuming, and he is too busy to go to the outskirts of Beijing to check the condition of the doll in person.

Now that something unexpected had happened, Ye Zhiyu couldn't bear to take part in the danger himself, so he could only call Rong'er to hide himself and go to check something out.

Fortunately, Rong'er didn't keep Ye Zhiyu worried for too long, "I asked the homeless people around and said that the wood was taken away by a group of people. I heard them describe the uniforms of the group of people, they should be the guards of the palace. .”

Ye Zhiyu frowned, "This action was too fast. Was there anything strange when the puppet was taken away?"

"It shouldn't be," Rong'er thought carefully before speaking cautiously.

"In that dilapidated temple in the suburbs, there are mostly vagrants who are engaged in theft and petty crimes. The puppet just shrinks a little when facing others. It will only make people think that he is guilty of being a thief."

Ye Zhiyu thought for a long time, but now that the puppet had fallen into the hands of Feng Wuming's people, it was too late for her to make amends.

Instructing Rong'er to take good care of the two children these days, Ye Zhiyu reluctantly fell asleep with some worry.

However, I don't know if Feng Wuming was delayed by other things, or he couldn't extract any useful information from the puppet.

Although Ye Zhiyu could sense that the doll was in the palace in the past few days, Feng Wuming had not come to clarify with him.

He knew that if he made any other moves at this time, he might be playing into Feng Wuming's hands.

Ye Zhiyu could only pretend to be unaware and wait quietly in the house.

But what is supposed to come always comes. Early that morning, Feng Wuming arrived at the small courtyard where she lived.

"Your Majesty, it's rare for you to have some free time today. Why do you think of coming to see me?" Ye Zhiyu greeted him with a forced smile.

"Don't be nervous, the miracle doctor," Feng Wuming glanced at her, "I'm here to check Xiaojiu's homework, the miracle doctor does what he wants."

Is it possible that this person still thinks that he is being sentimental?

Ye Zhiyu was angry, but because the handle of the puppet was held by Feng Wuming, he didn't dare to be too wanton.

He could only sit in the room and look through the window at the results of Feng Wuming's practice in the past few days. He must have done well. Feng Wuming rarely showed a smile, so he taught the children again in the vestibule. Nine tricks.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Zhiyu staring at him thoughtfully without blinking. Feng Wuming frowned and suddenly spoke as if gossiping.

"I have been detained in the house for the past few days. According to your temperament, I am afraid it will be very boring, right?"

"How could it be possible?" Ye Zhiyu put on a business-like smile, "The palace is currently in a difficult situation. Since I have received the blessing of the prince, I naturally want to advance and retreat together."

After hearing Ye Zhiyu's answer, which was quite satisfactory, Feng Wuming nodded, "I forgot to tell the miracle doctor just now. The miracle doctor had a visitor from afar early in the morning, and he is currently waiting at Chuihua Hall."

Hearing this, Ye Zhiyu stood up in confusion, thanked hastily, and walked out of the small courtyard quickly. No matter how he looked, he didn't look like he wanted to share the hardships with Feng Wuming as he had just said.

Feng Wuming sighed and saw that Xiaojiu was still practicing seriously at the side and was completely unaware of what his mother was doing, so he patiently gave some pointers.

When Ye Zhiyu arrived at the Chuihua Hall, he saw the woman sitting on the armchair and looking towards the door. She was the flower girl whom she hadn't seen for a long time!
(End of this chapter)