At this time, there was silence in the Spirit Realm Hall, and all the imperial doctors were waiting for the will of the seal at the door.

Zheng Zelan grabbed her hair, with a little disdainful smile on the corner of her lips, what she didn't expect was that Ning Xiyue would really give up everything and send the eighth prince back to the palace, but what was her idea?

"Niangniang, the slave maid just inquired about it, and His Royal Highness the Wing King took away a booklet from the Eighth Prince." Momo whispered.

After hearing this, Zheng Zelan's expression was more questioning, and her good-looking brows tightened slightly: "His Royal Highness the Wing King received the news so quickly, who told him?" ”

Tao'er cleared her throat and said, "The prince of Yi has been deposed and the position of prince must not give up, can't he still put eyeliner on himself in the palace?" The mother is really confused. ”

After saying this, it made Zheng Zelan a little funny, she smiled lightly, looked at the Spirit Realm Hall not far away and whispered: "Let people keep an eye on here, once there is any wind and grass in the palace, we must be the first to know." Then he turned and left.

"Say, what's wrong with the Eighth Prince?" Feng Cheng's majestic voice couldn't hide his worries.

Zhang Huai, the imperial doctor who had treated Feng Huayin just now, bowed slightly, and said with a complicated expression: "The pulse of the Eighth Prince is stable and seems to be showing signs of improvement, but these internal organs have already been destroyed by toxins, and Shu Weichen's medical skills are not good, so he really can't diagnose His Highness's illness." ”

After hearing this, Feng Cheng's expression fell on the other imperial doctors, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why, do you also have the same answer?" None of the imperial physicians present stood up to speak.

After seeing such a picture, Feng Cheng's expression was a little more displeased, and he immediately set his eyes on Feng Huayin's body, and after a while, he couldn't help but say: "No matter what method you use, you must cure the eighth prince, otherwise it will ......"

Zhang Huai's expression became solemn: "Weichen must do his best." ”

In the Yiwang Mansion, Feng Yici was looking at the booklet he had just gotten in his hand, and it was not difficult to see who wrote it in the handwriting on it, and after he threw the thing on the ground angrily, he said disdainfully: "How does this king treat you, how can you not know in your heart?" ”

"Why is Your Highness angry again?" Ning Jiahe heard these words as soon as he walked in, although he felt uncomfortable, but his face was still a little gentle.

Feng Yici's expression improved slightly, and in the middle of a deep groan, he said slowly: "Why are you here?" ”

Hearing this, Ning Jiahe put the tea in his hand on the table, and said softly: "The concubine also heard that the eighth prince is back, so I thought about coming over to see His Highness." ”

"Are you also satirizing this king?" Everyone knows that the emperor likes Feng Huayin very much, if there is no Wing King, maybe the position of the prince would have been his, this time the prince was deposed, and the eighth prince just came back, how can all this be a coincidence?

How could Ning Jiahe not know what he was thinking in his heart, and immediately said in a gentle voice: "Your Highness, you don't need to worry, the eighth prince is now unconscious and uncertain, who knows what will happen halfway?" ”

"What do you mean......"

Looking at Feng Yici's calculating look at this time, Ning Jiahe hooked his lips: "Your Highness's current situation is only temporary, what if the Eighth Prince can't wake up again?" Isn't this going to happen? ”

Sure enough, when he heard this, Feng Yici's expression couldn't help but be a little more entangled, and then he continued: "Don't you know how many people are guarding the Spirit Realm Hall at this time?" If you want to do it at this time, I'm afraid it's ......"

Hearing this, Ning Jiahe couldn't help but be sarcastic in his heart, it seemed that this Wing Wang Ye really wanted to kill Feng Huayin.

Thinking of this, Ning Jiahe's expression became serious: "The concubine has always been familiar with Concubine Zheng, but she can arrange her own people through Concubine Zheng, but His Royal Highness's identity is not suitable for doing these things, otherwise the emperor will inevitably suspect His Highness's intentions." ”

"That's a good idea." After thinking about it, Feng Yici felt that it was feasible.

At this time, Lin Xiao strode over, looking hurried: "Your Highness, it's not good." ”

"What's wrong?" What could be more tricky now?

I only heard Lin Xiao say anxiously: "I don't know why the plague matter suddenly subsided, and someone went to the palace to say that there is conclusive evidence to impeach His Highness." ”

"Presumptuous!" Hearing these words, Feng Yici immediately calmed down, stood up and said angrily: "These old things actually dare to impeach this king, this king wants to see how many of them dare to do so, go, enter the palace!" ”

After looking at Feng Yizhi and leaving, Ning Jiahe secretly picked up the booklet on the ground and hid it in his sleeve, and then left as if nothing happened.

Because of Feng Huayin's matter, Feng Cheng didn't have much time to deal with the government for the time being, and his health was not very good these days, so he accumulated a lot of folds. When Feng Yici came to the Taiji Palace, he found Zhao Gonggong.

"Where are the excerpts submitted today?" He asked in a low voice.

Zhao Gonggong replied respectfully: "Back to His Royal Highness, they are all in the imperial study, the emperor came from the Spirit Realm Hall in the morning, and he has been in the imperial study for two hours. ”

Hearing this, Feng Yici's expression became even more anxious, does the fact that his father did not come out prove that he had seen those excerpts?

After thinking of this, he strode towards the imperial study, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he met Lu Jiang, the minister of imperial history, and when he saw him coming out of it, he said with a slight question: "Lord Lu will still be in the palace?" ”

Lu Jiang is a person from Feng Huayin's side, and when he thought of what Feng Yici had done, he replied indifferently: "The emperor is not well, and the old minister is the minister of the imperial doctor, so he naturally wants to share his worries for the emperor, where can he compare to His Royal Highness the Wing King so leisurely?" ”

As soon as he said a word, Feng Yici was speechless, he cleared his throat and said, "Lord Lu's words sound like he has an extremely dissatisfied attitude towards this king?" ”

"The old minister doesn't dare, you are a noble prince, and the old minister is just a courtier!" What kind of crooked calculations is Feng Yici's heart, Lu Jiang's heart is clear, the plague is that after he received the anonymous letter, he sent someone to investigate the truth that he discovered, but I am afraid that the prince of Yi entered the palace in such a hurry, just for this matter, right?

Can't? Feng Yici immediately sneered, and said with half-squinted eyes: "Is there anything else in this palace that you Lord Lu dare not do?" ”

Lu Jiang was also straightforward, so he asked: "His Royal Highness the Wing King has something to say, just say it, the old minister doesn't like to beat around the bush." ”

"Lord Lu must know that if you walk by the river sooner or later, you will stumble and fall, and this king will say all this......" he said, and strode over.

After looking at Feng Yici's figure and walking away, Lu Jiang slowly retracted his expression, shook his head and said, "It's really hopeless." ”