"I've lost my rightful place, relatives and children, shouldn't I get it back?"

As an old slave who watched him grow up since he was a child, Zhong Ke was a little sad about his crazy struggle.

"That kid shouldn't have stayed."

The poem was silent, gently rubbing the thin finger bones.

"Young master, let go of your obsession.

It's time for you to leave there, your body can't drag it any longer! Zhong Ke's bitter pleading made the poem frown impatiently.

"Before I go there, I must see Feng Che take the throne! The innocence of our people must be cleared! ”

He had to wait, and when Feng Che ascended the throne, that would be the first step for him to really start revenge.

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Feng Che came to the Red Leaf Pavilion, and she believed that Shi Wuci must have a way to save Yujue and Miaoyue.

"Lord Wang, my pavilion master is taking a nap, you can wait a while." The palace people in plain white robes were polite, but there was a deep coolness in their words.

"When will your pavilion master wake up?" Feng Che was restless at the moment, she could afford to drag Ke Miaoyue and Yu Jue.

The palace man shook his head slightly: "When the pavilion master wakes up, he will naturally come to see the prince, and the prince is not in a hurry." ”

Feng Che only realized at this moment what it meant to be "never able to wake up a person who pretends to be asleep".

Shi Wuci has never had the habit of taking a break, he did this just to give himself a dismount, but he didn't seem to offend him, right?

"You tell your pavilion master that I have something very important!"

Feng Che urged again and again, but the palace man just lowered his eyebrows and agreed.

"Lord Wang, sit down for a while, and then the slave and maid will go to the courtesy." After the palace people left, only Feng Che was left sitting on the rattan chair boringly.

Waiting left and right and waiting for no one to come, Feng Che sat anxiously and couldn't sit still.

After finally enduring it for half an hour, Feng Che finally couldn't bear it anymore and decided to go to find Shi Wuci in person.

"Lord Wang, you can't enter, you can't enter!"

"Get out of the way!"

There was a bustling noise in the courtyard, and the poem looked indifferently at Feng Che who rushed in.

At this moment, the anxiety on her face was very similar to Feng Sui, who was begging for her in the wind and snow.

Just as he was thinking about it, Feng Che had already walked quickly in front of him.

"Pavilion Master, I have something important to ......"

"Asking for medicine?" Before Feng Che finished speaking, Shi Wuci had already answered first, and his long and narrow eyes were slightly filled with a hint of banter.

"It turns out that the pavilion master already knows my purpose, so why bother to prevaricate me with the excuse of taking a break." Feng Che's face vaguely contained a little shallow anger.

The poem hooked the corners of his lips shallowly, Feng Che's reaction was unexpected, and he had already thought of the words.

"I didn't prevaricate you, I was really taking a nap, and you rushed in just after waking up.

As for the affairs of your mansion, I'm afraid there are few people in the entire capital who don't know about your King Jing's heavy reward for seeking medical treatment. ”

The poem was wordless, and a few fluttering words easily blocked Feng Che's anger back.

"In addition, I also know that the empress has withdrawn all the imperial doctors that Empress Xiao sent to you, Feng Che has done so far, don't you still understand the empress's vigilance against you?"

Feng Che was stunned, she had thought about this question, and even resented why the imperial sister did this to her, but she didn't dare to delve into it, for fear of losing this sister.

Seeing that Feng Che hesitated, Shi Wuzhi took out a piece of wisdom and put it in front of Feng Che: "Sign it, I'll give you medicine." ”

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"Your Majesty, the imperial doctors have all returned to the palace." Ji Nu Yu reported.

Feng Min bowed slightly, and said in a low voice, "How is she?" ”