The woman's cries of collapse echoed in the imperial study, and it was only a short time for Feng Surou's veil to be torn off, and soon, as if she was crazy, she picked up the veil from the ground and put it on her head, as if this was the only way to gain some security.

The crying subsided, but Feng Surou lay motionless on the ground, and in just a short moment, everyone except An Miao saw which face Feng Surou was covering.

At this time, even Murong Che raised his eyebrows in surprise, he knew that An Miao's revenge would definitely not be simple, but at this point, it really surprised him.

Unfortunately, it is not enough.

Murong Che Xu had a little pity for Feng Surou before, but compared to Yu Anmiao, this is simply a thousand differences, Feng Surou's death is not a pity, not to mention that it is just a face.

"Rou'er... You..."Feng Cheng's eyes widened, he was used to seeing blood and killing on the battlefield, so naturally he would not be afraid of a ruined face, but when this face came from his daughter, everything changed.

The rumors outside are related to a lifetime of reputation, those so-called barbarian medical skills, and the murder before the emperor....

All of this kind add up, and even Fengcheng's brain has begun to mess up.

"The injury is so serious, have you called the doctor to take a look? Pass on the doctor. ”

Murong Che seemed to be worried that things were not messy enough, and sent someone over to pass the imperial doctor, taking advantage of the opportunity, An Miao secretly raised her head and looked in the direction of Feng Surou.

Still didn't see that face as she wished, still wrapped tightly in the veil, An Miao sighed a little helplessly, estimating that she shouldn't have a chance.

Murong Che went to call the imperial doctor to stop Feng Cheng's mouth, and after the imperial doctor checked it, he quickly told Murong Che that this was not caused by some toxin, and it was more likely that Concubine Rou used some medicine herself, and the fate of the medicine was caused by the conflict, and Concubine Rou had been like this for a long time.

As soon as this sentence came out, Feng Cheng was completely speechless, and the imperial doctor made it clear that the reason why Feng Surou became like this was not because someone poisoned her, but because the final reason was the same as the folk rumors, and it was indeed for the sake of beauty that some secret recipes and other things were used.

Feng Chang sighed, didn't look at Feng Surou, turned around and knelt down slowly in front of Murong Che.

"The old minister is guilty, and he asks the emperor to punish him."

"What is Aiqing talking about, Concubine Rou is injured, and I am also very worried."

At this point, if Feng Cheng doesn't know how to deal with it, this step, he wants to go down, and he has to go down if he doesn't want to, Feng Cheng sighed, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.

"Your Majesty, the old minister is very old, I just want to be able to tell the old man to return to his hometown to recuperate, Rou'er has made a big mistake, for the sake of her sincerity to you, please allow me to take her home to recuperate."

Is this going to voluntarily hand over military power?

An Miao's heart moved, and she almost couldn't restrain the urge to raise her head, but fortunately, she reacted quickly, and hurriedly lowered her head, she understood that it was enough to get here. Bayi Chinese Network

Can't let Murong Che continue for her, Feng Surou's life, An Miao doesn't want it anymore.

She secretly went to look at Murong Che, blinking her eyes and trying to attract Murong Che's attention, but she didn't know if she deliberately wanted to avoid it, and he didn't mean to respond.

An Miao was in a hurry, seeing that Murong Che's eyes were full of fierce light, her thin lips were slightly open, she didn't care if she would be discovered, she hurriedly stepped forward and pretended to pour water, looked at Murong Che, and shook her head slightly.

"That's enough, so be it, I'm fine, aren't I?"

Her voice was very low, even her lips only moved slightly, An Miao was so anxious that even the fingers that poured the tea trembled slightly, and a few water droplets splashed outside the tea mouth, she was unconscious, just stubbornly looking at Murong Che.

It was enough, she couldn't let Murong Che not only take over General Feng Cheng's military power, but also ask for Feng Surou's life.

An Miao never felt that she was a smart person, and Murong Che was the most difficult person in the world to guess, but the strange thing was that she could see Murong Che's thoughts at a glance.

He wanted Feng Surou to die, and it was in front of Feng Cheng, Feng Cheng, who was taken away from his military power at that time, was no different from an ordinary old man.

In the case of facing An Miao, Murong Che's methods are really in line with the cruelty of an emperor, and it may be that only in front of An Miao is he the truest self.

"Murong Che, you can't kill her, didn't you promise me, it's enough to get here, you...."

"Let's go down."

Before An Miao's words were finished, Murong Che suddenly opened his mouth, he didn't lower his voice, the tone and volume were flat enough for everyone in the imperial study to hear clearly, An Miao was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he was already helped out of the imperial study by the other palace maids.

The secret guard who sent her before was waiting at the door, and seeing the blank look on An Miao's face, he sighed, lowered his head and made a gesture of please, "Doctor An, please come here, I'll send you back." ”

An Miao blinked blankly, her whole person seemed to have lost her soul, with a pale face, stumbling behind the dark guard like a ghost, she didn't know when she went to the restaurant to change her clothes, and she didn't know how to go back to the pharmacy, and when her soul swayed back into her body, An Ruyang's worried face appeared in front of her.

"Sister... Sister! Are you okay, why did you go out for a trip, and you won't even be able to say anything when you come back, sister, what's wrong with you? ”

His anxious tears were about to fall, and he wanted to shake An Miao's hand, but he was worried that he would startle her, and he was at a loss, Mrs. Hong patted him on the shoulder, and asked Lu Ying to take him aside, and he took the place of Ruyang before, and touched An Miao's pale cheeks with his soft hand, and asked softly:

"An Miao, is there anything wrong with you?"

An Miao seemed to come back to her senses in a chaotic way, she blinked very slowly, looked at Madam Hong, and shook her head slightly, "I don't have anything, I just found some... Something I haven't seen before. ”

She lowered her head, and the face of Murong Che in front of her was still the face she was most familiar with, but it was not the gentleness in her impression, it may have been too long to determine her mind, she forgot that her lover was not a good ordinary person, he was Murong Che, the Ninety-Five Honor of this world.