Leaving the council hall, Feng Wuxi did not return to the dormitory, but went straight to the imperial study.

Ever since she abolished Xiao Yingche's muscles and feet, every rainy day, his movements have been a little slower than usual.

And she also made Xiao Yingche kneel outside her dormitory on various trumped-up charges many times.

On a cold winter day, he was sent outside the city to pacify the affected people, and spent several days in a tent without charcoal.

Xiao Yingche has been frail and sickly since childhood, and later under the care of various precious medicinal materials, his life has gradually been unaffected.

But after being tortured by her many times, the old illness recurred, but she listened to Mo Lianyan and Feng Ruanxin's words, thinking that he was pretending to be sick......

Thinking of the bastard thing he did before, Feng Wuxi felt as if his heart was being pinched in his hands, and it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

Gu Yu saw his princess writing and painting in front of the desk, hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, are you going back to Zhaoyang Hall for dinner?" ”

His Royal Highness kept sleepless to recover the Taifu, but threw the Taifu in the Zhaoyang Palace.

Even if she has served the princess since she was a child, she is a little confused about what the princess thinks.

Feng Wuxi's whole mind was on the drawings, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "If you don't go, just use it here." ”

In her previous life, she happened to see an acupuncture method called Xiangyang Shen Needle in a medical book, which is said to relieve the pain of damaged muscles and veins, but requires special silver needles.

When Gu Yu heard this, his heart sank slightly, he retreated, and whispered to the little eunuch at the door: "Let the imperial dining room send some food to Zhaoyang Palace." ”

The little eunuch lowered his eyes and retreated.

Zhaoyang Hall.

Xiao Yingche stood by the window, looking out of the window with a misty gaze.

The breeze blew his robe and hair, and his beautiful face was half-hidden in the sunlight, hazy and fragile.

Youqi put the cloak on Xiao Yingche's body and said worriedly: "Master, your body is not in good condition, and you can't blow the wind." ”

Xiao Yingche's eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling the stinging pain from her ankles, and bitterness crossed her eyes.

His body is almost no different from that of a wasted man.

The only use is probably to cure the empress's poison.

After a while, he sighed lightly, "Youqi, you should also participate in this year's imperial examination." ”

Youqi was cultivated by him, and his martial arts and strategies were not inferior to anyone.

Compared with those old ministers in the court who can only make mud, Youqi is more suitable for Feng Wuxi.

When You Qi heard this, he immediately knelt down, and his tone was extremely firm, "Master, You Qi was dug out of the pile of dead people by you, and he will only follow you in this life, and he will never leave you unless he dies." ”

Xiao Yingche tilted her head and lowered her eyes to look at the stubborn young man.

After a while, he coughed lightly and whispered, "If you want to follow, then follow." ”

Youqi's eyes lit up: "Thank you." ”

Xiao Yingche smiled helplessly, pressed her temples that were a little swollen and painful, moved slightly, and a dense stinging pain swept up from her ankles, and her face suddenly turned white.

You Qi hurriedly got up to support him, looking anxious, "Master......"

Xiao Yingche could barely exert his strength, and barely stood firm with Youqi's support, "I'm fine, just stand for a long time, just lie down." ”

"Master, let's leave." Helping Xiao Yingche to lie on the chaise longue, You Qi couldn't help but make a sound.

Xiao Yingche raised his hand to cover his forehead, and his tone was warm with a faint chill, "Youqi, the danger around Your Highness has not been eliminated, don't say this kind of thing anymore." ”

You Qi bit the corner of his lip and replied in a low voice.

After hesitating for a moment, he said in a low voice: "Master, Mo Feng exchanged the death-free gold medal for Mo Lianyan to leave the dungeon, and His Highness agreed." ”

The person lying on the couch did not change his expression when he heard the words, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth became slightly bitter.

At this moment, a eunuch hurriedly came, "Taifu, something happened in the dungeon." ”