Feng Feiyi asked coldly. "What's weird?"

Su Yitong jumped down from him and pulled him to the house. "Let's not talk about that."

Picking up the clothes with a tree branch and flipping it left and right twice, Su Yitong turned his head to look at Feng Feiyi. "Do you know where this dress came from?"

Hearing this, Feng Feiyi approached and stared at the dress for a moment, "Where did you get it?" ”

Not curious at all? Su Yitong pouted. "Jun Mo sent someone to send it, saying that his clothes were poisoned, maybe it will help us solve the case."

"Poisonous?" The wind flies and the wings are about to reach out.

Su Yitong quickly slapped him. "What are you doing!"

"I'll see."

"It's all said that it's poisonous, can you do it easily?" Su Yitong glanced at him, turned his head and shouted to the door: "Yunqing." ”

Yun Qing is gloating over Yun Duel on the eaves! Hearing the voice, he hurriedly swept down the eaves, walked into the hall from the main entrance, and called out, "Master." ”

The wind flies with wings and jaws. "Hmm."

Su Yitong said politely: "Go and invite Doctor Miao." ”

"Yes."

"What do you do with the Divine Doctor?" Feng Feiyi was puzzled.

"Of course it's a drug test." Su Yitong picked the dress a few more times with a branch. "Speaking of the Wind Wings, you really didn't recognize where this material came from?"

Hearing her words, Feng Feiyi couldn't help but take a few steps forward, squinting and looking carefully.

After a while, he asked, "Jun Mo can tell me the origin of the material of this clothes." ”

Su Yitong found a place to sit down, and said unhurriedly: "Jinnan brocade." ”

"South Brocade." Feng Feiyi frowned in thought. I think the name is somewhat familiar.

Su Yitong continued: "It is the area of Youzhou Yunnan, I heard that it is a brocade for the royal family of the previous dynasty, and the woven cloth can be worth a thousand gold......"

Is it worth a thousand gold? As if thinking of something, Feng Feiyi stretched out his long arm and took the dress from himself.

Su Yitong jumped up in fright and shouted, "Feng Feiyi, what are you doing?" ”

Even if he doesn't want to die, she still wants to die!!

Feng Feiyi pursed her lips and said nothing, waved her hand to stop her from trying to pounce, and took the dress and looked at it carefully.

The dusty memories seemed to be cut through layers by something, and all of a sudden it made him go back to the year of his eighth birthday.

The young and handsome man held a silver-white cloth in his arms like a treasure, and beckoned to the child-like Wind Wings from afar, and his watery eyes were rippling with a kind fatherly smile. "Yi'er, come over and see what birthday gift your father has prepared for you."

Xiao Feng Feiyi ran over with a smile and rubbed in the young man's arms: "Father, why did you come back, Yi'er misses you so much." ”

Feng Ping grinned, as if offering treasure and handed the cloth to him, "Na, this is the birthday gift that my father is going to give to Yi'er, Yi'er likes it first?" ”

"Well, I don't like it."

"Why?"

"Yi'er only needs his father to be by his side, and he doesn't want anything else."

"Hehe......" Feng Ping rubbed his little head lovingly. Silly boy, isn't your father by your side? ”

"But...... My father took care of state affairs for the emperor's grandfather all day long, and it was difficult for Yi'er to see his father. The immature children's voice was slightly lowered with grievances. The mother concubine is also like Yi'er, looking forward to her father's early return. ”

"Father also misses his mother and Yi'er." Feng Ping smiled helplessly: "It's just that the emperor's grandfather is old, and my father is the prince of a country, so I can't avoid doing this!" ”

"What should I do if Yi'er misses my father?"

Feng Ping handed over the cloth again, and comforted him softly: "Wait for my father to make this cloth into new clothes and give it to Yi'er, in the future, if Yi'er misses his father, he will wear it......"

However, the word is a prophecy.

On the day of his eighth birthday, his uncle Feng Qi plotted to usurp the throne and led people into the prince's mansion.

The blood-colored sword light flashed in the hissing and lung-splitting shouts, and he would never forget that bloody night. The moment when his uncle Feng Qi held on to the long sword and pierced his father's heart.

At that time, he stood under the eaves with his mother, and his little hands were imprisoned by his mother and couldn't move, and he could only watch his father fall in blood, losing his life little by little.

And his misfortune also began on that bloody night.

That night, he went from being the eldest grandson of the emperor to a prisoner who could not see the light of day. Imprisoned in a dark secret passage, eating leftovers that no one else can eat.

It was also from that night that his mother seemed to be a different person.

The ink-stained eyes were soaked in a mist, and Su Yitong waved his hand. "Wind Wing, what's wrong with you?"

It's so decent, why are you still crying?!

Feng Feiyi came back to his senses, looked away, and choked up: "No, I just thought of some old things." ”

What kind of old things can make a big man cry? Su Yitong leaned over curiously and looked at him seriously. "Really?"

Feng Feiyi nodded evasively. "Really."

Really, really, looking at his grief-stricken face, Su Yitong couldn't bear to snatch the clothes in his hand and threw them aside with lightning speed. "Enough of it, right? I said that this dress is poisonous, you still see! Leaning forward, she said, "Even the tears have been smoked out by poison, and when the doctor comes, you will have to ask him to take the pulse for you." ”

Hearing her words, Feng Feiyi couldn't laugh or cry. Is he as obvious as he is? How can a little girl read the joke plainly.

He pursed his lips and smiled, and the mist in his eyes faded a lot in an instant. He was about to open his mouth to defend himself, when he heard the voice of Doctor Miao's voice at the door. "Your Majesty, Your Highness the Regent."

It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Feng Feiyi glanced at the visitor unhappily. "Come in."

"Yes." Doctor Miao came in and asked, "I heard that Yunqing said that he found a clue, but is it true?" ”

Su Yitong pointed to the dress she threw on the table. "Now, that's it."

I don't know what kind of discernment the emperor of the previous dynasty was, and he actually made a piece of cloth worth a thousand gold. It is also a loss that the previous dynasty perished, otherwise one day it will be defeated by the emperor.

Doctor Miao's sharp eyes walked over quickly, and Su Yitong reminded: "There is poison on the clothes, Doctor Miao is careful......"

That's not all there is to say yet! The clothes had already been picked up by Doctor Miao.

Su Yitong was stunned for a while, and inexplicably felt the urge to scold her mother. Don't these two have ears? She said that it was poisonous, and she still touched it blindly, and she was not afraid that the plague would affect her?

Silently holding her forehead, she quietly took a step back.

Doctor Miao recognized the origin of the material of the dress at a glance. "Jinan brocade, cloth and silk ...... for the royal family of the previous dynasty"

Feng Feiyi nodded solemnly. "You recognize it too?"

How can it not be recognized? Doctor Miao thought hatefully, the prince is good anywhere, but he loves to drill the tip of the horns and cling to the past.

If it weren't for the heavy burden in my heart, His Royal Highness the Prince Regent would have been just a high-spirited age to come to this age......

With a long sigh, he looked over with some sympathy, but when he touched a cold look, he quickly withdrew his gaze.

The man-eating eyes of the prince are really terrifying.

Su Yitong sensed that something was wrong with the two, and came over curiously, "Doctor Miao, do you recognize it too?" Are you the one to blame for spreading the plague? ”

Trembling, Doctor Miao almost threw the clothes in his hand. "Your Majesty is serious, although the old man does not have the heart to help the world and save people, but this kind of thing that has lost his conscience and brought disaster to the world still can't be done."

"That's good." Su Yitong nodded, "Then tell me first, what kind of poison is on this clothes?" ”

Doctor Miao: "......"

It's all said that it has nothing to do with him.

Feng Feiyi relieved him and said, "If Your Majesty really wants to know what kind of poison has been put on your clothes, why don't you hand over your clothes to Doctor Miao for study?" ”

Su Yitong stretched out her hand to grab it, but considering the poison on it, she withdrew her hand again. "Well, since His Royal Highness the Lord Regent believes in Doctor Miao so much, let him study it."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Doctor Miao bowed his hand, held his clothes and walked out happily.

The corners of Su Yitong's mouth twitched, and his face was a little ugly. "Feng Feiyi, where did this old man come from?"

Feng Feiyi sat down at the table with his clothes and poured himself a cup of tea. He didn't care much and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured, Miao Shen's medical companion has been by the king's side for many years, and he is a credible person." ”

Su Yitong opened his mouth. Did she say he couldn't be trusted?

After chatting a few words, the two agreed to go out of the city tomorrow to investigate the people's situation, and Su Yitong said goodbye and left.

As she went out, she turned her head to look at the wind again. "Feng Feiyi, you tell you the truth, do you have any ill intentions towards me these days?"

Did she see it? Feng Feiyi frowned, "What does Your Majesty mean by this?" ”

Su Yitong said on the matter: "The soup that Yunqing sent to me these days, do you mean it?" ”

The eldest aunt, who was supposed to leave a long time ago, is still bleeding profusely. As a result, she was even more excited for a few days, and she didn't even sleep well.

Look at the dark circles under the eyes, isn't it the best witness?

Feng Feiyi raised his sleeves and coughed lightly, teasing, "No...... Uh......" blushed, and His Royal Highness the Prince Regent said awkwardly: "This king asked him to deliver soup, but he would be mistaken, thinking that he would send it every day...... So ......"

His Royal Highness the Regent, who is not good at lying, looked away with a weak heart. "Ahem...... This king only learned about it after His Majesty fell into a coma. ”

This is a naked wrong! Yun Qing sniffed aggrievedly, turned around and left.

There was no movement outside the door, and Su Yitong asked uncertainly, "Really?" ”

Feng Fei's wing surface nodded without changing color. "Really."

"Okay then." Su Yitong waved his hand, turned around and left. "I'm going to go back and look for the medical books, and I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Yun Jue stood at the gate of the courtyard with a heavy face, and when he saw her come out, he couldn't help but bow and said, "Your Majesty, go slowly." ”

Su Yitong turned his head to look at him, and said as if he was uneasy: "By the way, Yun Jue, you touched that poisoned dress just now." Just in case, you ......"

Yun Jue gritted his teeth with hatred: "My subordinates send your majesty." ”

Su Yitong persevered: "Seriously, for the sake of prudence, you'd better ......"

Yun Du's face was expressionless. "Subordinates send your majesty ......"

Su Yitong: "......"

She's not done yet! As for being in such a hurry to catch people?