And those people from Lin Feng outside didn't leave until after Ning Xiyue entered the mansion.

Ning Xiyue noticed that those people had left, let go of the hand that was holding Rong Xia, raised her eyebrows lightly, walked quickly to the front hall, and sat down on a Taishi chair with a little tiredness.

Rong Xia went over to pour tea for Ning Xiyue with a smile on her face, and the housekeeper next to her looked at the two of them inexplicably.

"Hahaha, Miss, Aunt Lu's slap is called a cool." Previously, because she was in the palace, Rong Xia had always been known as the princess, but now that she has returned to the palace, she naturally came naturally.

Ning Xiyue looked at the rippling water circle in the teacup with a light smile, she really didn't expect to attract the emperor this time.

God knows how much she wanted to go over and take a look when Lu Wen was slapped, but she forcibly endured it, and she quickly recovered her original state several times, for fear that someone would find out that she was pretending to be sick.

She took the tea handed over by Rong Xia, and her eyes suddenly became a little deeper, "Okay, Rong Xia, don't mention this matter again, if it is known by others, we will not be able to escape the crime of deceiving the king." ”

The housekeeper and Rong Xia lowered their eyes, this matter could only rot in their stomachs like this.

In order to cooperate with this scene, Jinxiu took the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor and went out to grab the medicine, while Ning Xiyue returned to the courtyard and closed the door.

On the erection day, the outside of Tongguan was still shouting, and Feng Hua Yin had more than enough strength but had to recuperate in the mansion of General Chen Hao, who was defending the city.

The warm yang was sprinkled on the head of the bed, and Feng Huayin was picked up from the bed by Zhang Wei, his face was still pale, but it was much better than when he first woke up.

Zhang Wei carried the gauze and put it on the stool next to him, and the required medicine powder was also prepared.

"Lord Wang, your wound has disappeared from redness and swelling, I believe it won't be so hideous in two days, by the way, the military doctor said that the thread can be removed later, and his subordinates will ...... first" Zhang Wei glanced at the centipede-like scar on Feng Huayin's back, although there was no redness and swelling at this time, it was still very ugly.

Before Zhang Wei finished speaking, Feng Huayin hummed lightly, and glanced at Zhang Wei angrily, only in the past few days did he realize that his subordinate was like a woman's mother-in-law.

Soon the old military doctor came, he was still carrying an old medicine box, walking in a hurry, and the corners of his forehead were sweating a little.

Seeing that Zhang Wei had prepared his things, his slightly wrinkled eyes put down the medicine box and knelt on one knee, "Lord Wang, please forgive me, because there are wounded soldiers at the city gate, and the grass people are too late." ”

He was just about to go out when he was stopped by several generals, saying that someone at the city gate had fought with the enemy, and he was wounded, so he hurried over, and the injured person saw it, but it was only a slight injury, not enough to worry about, but it was still because of this matter and delayed the time agreed with the eighth prince.

There are wounded soldiers at the city gates? Feng Huayin's face turned cold in an instant, and his bony palms slapped heavily on the edge of the bed, "Didn't you let them hang up the war-free card?" ”

After saying that, he frowned again, and he forced himself to endure the pain and drove out of bed, and the wound on his back oozed a trace of blood and ignored it.

Zhang Wei hurriedly went over to support him, glaring at the old military doctor who was still kneeling on the ground.

At this time, a powerful voice came from outside, "The Eighth Emperor Brother has not recovered from his serious injuries, so there is no need to get up to greet His Royal Highness." ”

Feng Yici walked in playfully, with a somewhat arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth, without waiting for Feng Huayin to speak, he sat on the stool next to the table, tapped the table twice with his right hand, glanced at Zhang Wei next to Feng Huayin, and glanced at the tea tray on the table.

Feng Huayin stopped his movements, frowned and raised his head slightly, it seemed that the wounded soldier that the military doctor said was the prince's person.

He shook his head slightly, and a slight displeasure flashed in his eyes, "Zhang Wei, the person who came is a guest, pour tea for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Zhang Wei was a little reluctant, but he still went over to pour tea, "His Royal Highness the Prince, please use tea." ”

Feng Yici looked at the slightly rippling water circle in the teacup, and then glanced at Feng Huayin, who was looking at his shoulder, a little bloodshot on his shoulder, and his eyes flashed with a trace of essence.

Feng Huayin, look at how you escaped the palm of His Highness this time.

He took a sip of the teacup and drank it, and said with a light smile, "Since the Eighth Emperor Brother has no time, His Royal Highness will go to deal with military affairs first, His Royal Highness doesn't want to stay longer, and he will have to fight with those rebels tomorrow, at that time, I hope that the Eighth Emperor Brother can come out to give some advice." ”

Having said that, there was not the slightest hint of asking for advice in Feng Yici's tone, but there was a little more contempt.

Feng Huayin's brows tightened when he heard this, and a trace of chill appeared in his eyes, the prince actually wanted to defeat those rebels in such a short time? This is impossible, and the crown prince will only lose more people's lives by doing so.

"Eighth prince, the grass people will help you remove the stitches!" The old military doctor walked behind Feng Huayin, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life looked at the hideous wound that was slightly oozing blood.

The wound is cracked again, and I don't know when it will heal, alas!

Feng Huayin didn't speak, let alone pay attention to Feng Yici, he knew that Feng Yici would not believe him, for the sake of today, only by letting him know the consequences of this matter can the damage be reduced.

Feng Yici sat on the side and gently held the teacup, silent.

When the old military doctor removed the thread of Feng Huayin's wound, the wound was already oozing more blood.

The old military doctor quickly cleaned the wound, gave it medicine, and re-bandaged it.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should go back! This king needs to rest," Feng Huayin said angrily.

He has basically torn his face with Feng Yici now, and he is very irritable, and he is in no mood to deal with Feng Yici.

Feng Yici was stunned for a moment, and his right hand holding the cup paused, Feng Huayin actually dared to talk to himself like this, could it be that he was stupid by those chaotic troops?

"Our prince needs to rest, and I ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to forgive me." Zhang Wei was not very happy to arch his hand.

Need a break? Okay, Your Highness will go, you will all wait for Your Highness, Feng Yici looked at Feng Huayin coldly, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

After that, Feng Yici never came to disturb Feng Huayin, but Feng Huayin was bent on letting Zhang Wei and Feng Ming stop the second day of the war.

No one thought that the next day, Feng Yici, who had no experience in war, would actually win the rebels, and he won very beautifully.

Feng Ming learned the news and informed Feng Huayin as quickly as possible.

Feng Huayin looked at Feng Ming in disbelief, how could this be possible, judging from the previous battle, the prince couldn't win at all, how did he do it?

"Lord Wang, this matter is true, now those rebels have submitted their surrenders, and the officers and soldiers of the three armies are celebrating this matter!" Feng Ming frowned.

He looked at Feng Huayin hesitantly, as if he had something to say but couldn't.

"Did the prince say when he would go back?" Feng Huayin glanced at Feng Ming lightly, and for some reason, he always felt that there was something greasy in this.

It's a good thing that the prince won, but no matter how weak the other party is, it will make him lose twice, could it be that there is fraud in this, or are those people simply fake surrender?

Anyway, since the prince won, he can go back to see Yue'er as soon as possible, thinking like this, he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.