It was night, and the courtyard of the Xuan Wangfu was brightly lit.

Outside Feng Xuan's bedroom, the eldest princess and his wife, the son Lu Liang and his sister Lu Wenjia were all there. They kept pacing in the courtyard, looking nervously at the room not far away.

"Okay? Isn't it good yet......"

I don't know how long it took, but the eldest princess, the most nervous of the four, finally couldn't hold it anymore and opened her mouth to Lingyu and Zisu, who were guarding the door.

Tonight is the last day of Xuan'er's poisoning, success is everything, and defeat is everything.

So not only Yan Moqing, who went inside to pull out the poison, but even their family's hearts also raised their throats.

The Beiyi mission will arrive in Beijing on the fifth day, and Xuan'er, as the backbone of their lineage, will say that nothing can happen at this time......

"Don't worry, eldest princess, Miss's medical skills are peerless, and His Royal Highness King Xuan's illness will definitely be cured."

Unlike Lingyu's loneliness, Shisu immediately smiled and appeased the eldest princess.

After all, in her opinion, their young lady can even cure the illness of the head of the family, let alone the last bit of residual poison in King Xuan's body?

As it turned out, the idea of perilla was correct.

After just a stick of incense, the bedroom door opened from the inside. It was Lianxiang, who was in charge of giving Yan Moqing a hand, who came out and invited them to go in together.

The lights illuminated the entire bedroom, and Feng Xuan leaned on the couch, looking cold and relaxed. His face was still a little pale, but his spirit was excellent.

Obviously, this pull was very successful, and he is a healthy person from now on.

Compared with the year and a half in his previous life, it only took him half a year to get to this point in this life, which also means that in the next year, he will turn passive to active in advance.

"Okay, great, Xuan'er's illness is finally cured......"

On the side of the couch, the eldest princess who listened to Yan Moqing's affirmative answer was full of joy, and was excitedly holding the girl's hand, more intimate than before.

"I'll just say, Mo Qing is simply a lucky star sent to our family by God, a great lucky star!"

"Not really! Mo Qing is amazing, she taught me two tricks yesterday? ”

With one hand on Yan Moqing's shoulder, Lu Wenjia squeezed her eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing that the three women were chatting energetically, Andinghou's father and son didn't talk. It wasn't until they stopped laughing that the father and son came to Feng Xuan's side and talked to him about the recent court situation.

The retreat is seven days, and there are not many major events in the DPRK and China during the seven days, and there are many things to say about them.

Among them, the Hua Dang and King Qi divided the political achievements, you hold a reception banquet, I will be the receptionist, and even the arming of Mingqiu Mountain hunting, it is half of the Yiluan Division and the patrol battalion......

You must know that in the past, the deployment of hunting was handed over to the garrison of the imperial capital of their Anding Marquis.

But this time, it was good, their imperial capital garrison became the one who stayed in the capital and guarded the forbidden army and patrol battalion.

That's right, the forbidden army is also going to go, and people follow the emperor.

"They don't want us to divide up the political achievements, so naturally it is impossible for the imperial capital garrison to participate in the deployment. However, who knows if the Beiyi mission will be peaceful, and whether the hunting in Mingqiu Mountain will be chaotic? ”

Seeing Feng Xuan drinking hot tea slowly, An Dinghou and Lu Liang's minds suddenly became clear.

That's right.

Beiyi suddenly came to the court, who knows what they were thinking?

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if Beiyi is divided, it is not impossible for everyone in the DPRK and China to move a little bit of hands and feet to each other and make a little stumbling.

If they don't participate, they don't have to be responsible, and they don't have to worry about who they want to deal with.

When you think about it, it's a good thing.

Therefore, Andinghou's father and son immediately skipped this topic, and instead talked about the fact that the concubine was seriously ill and the emperor had been out of court for seven days.

"That means that the concubine woke up the night before, but the emperor still didn't go to the court? Has he been to Changle Palace in the past two days? Or have you ever left the Temple of Heart Cultivation? ”

After listening to the narration of his uncle and cousin, Feng Xuan did not pay attention to the concubine's condition like everyone else, but strangely pointed the finger at the emperor.

Although the two of them were puzzled, they still replied:

"The spies in the palace said that the emperor had taken care of the concubine for five days in a row, and her body was cold, so she had been raising her in the Heart Nourishing Palace for the past two days."

"Is that so?"

Feng Xuan nodded on his face, but his heart was full of sneers.

Cold?

Feng Wuyan, who was carefully dormant in his previous life and has always shown himself as a puppet, is actually a big devil who can break the magic weapon and knock Yan Moqing off the cliff with one palm......

There is also Feng Yehan, if it weren't for Chu Jiaojiao's sacrifice to save him, he would have died in the hands of Feng Wuyan a long time ago.

Oh, by the way, there is also a ghost who wants Yan Moqing, so he cooperated with Feng Wuyan for a short time, and then betrayed Feng Wuyan's fool for the so-called love.

So how did you end up dying?

It seems that in order to block the knife for Yan Moqing, he was broken by Feng Wuyan's hand Xianshan Zhimei......

If it weren't for their own heroism, how could Yan Moqing and Feng Yehan seize the opportunity at that moment to kill Feng Wuyan, and then stay together?

In short, whoever suffers from the cold, he doesn't think that Feng Wuyan will suffer from the cold.

Similarly, he didn't believe that at such a critical moment, Feng Wuyan would quit the dynasty for no reason, and then hide in the Heart Cultivation Hall and not come out.

Unless, Feng Wuyan is sick.

As for hysteria, it seems to flare up from time to time. He still remembered that in his previous life, when Yan Moqing thought that Feng Yehan was dead, he took this opportunity to assassinate the other party, and he almost succeeded several times.

It's just that the more sick Feng Wuyan is, the more crazy he becomes, and the more crazy he gets, the stronger he becomes, and the more he gets to the back, the harder it will become......

After pondering for a moment, Feng Xuan felt the need to verify his guess.

But how do you verify it......

At three o'clock, people came and went in Changle Palace.

It has been two days since Niangniang woke up from her illness, and she has been raising herself in bed, but the illness has not improved at all.

Unlike in the past, when I always slept until I woke up naturally, before dawn in the past two days, the person had been helped up by Bai Zhi, who was guarding the side.

"Niangniang, are you okay? Why are you sweating all over your head? Miss Chu, please take a look at Niangniang......"

Before Bai Zhi's words were finished, Chu Jiaojiao, who had been guarding the side, rushed up.

Although Wen Susu said that she was not allowed to practice medicine in Changle Palace before, there is no separation between medicine and poison, and she is better than other imperial doctors in the palace.

Now that Wen Susu is guarding the Heart Nourishing Palace, the sick beauty in front of her will naturally be handed over to her.

"It's okay, Hongu is fine, it's just that I didn't sleep well and was a little tired......"

Leaning on the soft pillow behind him, Xiao Xi was smiling, but his face was whiter than paper.

She didn't sleep well......

Although she told herself again and again that she had to take care of her body first, only when she was well could she go to the Heart Cultivation Hall to see Feng Wuyan.

But looking at the screen full of negative emotions, how could she sleep well?

"Xiao Xiruo, I'll prick the needle, and you sleep."

Finally, Chu Jiaojiao took out a set of silver needles with an ugly face, ready to forcibly help Xiao Xiruo fall asleep.

But just as she was about to get the needle, a figure rushed in from outside the door in a hurry.

It's none other than Wen Susu, who is guarding the Heart Cultivation Palace.

"Niangniang, it's not good, someone in the court has broken into the Heart Cultivation Palace!"