After Feng Wuxi saw Xiao Yingche leave, she directly summoned Mu Linyuan to the imperial study.

"Mu Shoufu, this palace asks you, how is Taifu's body?"

In her previous life, she had never probed Xiao Yingche's pulse, and after she was reborn, Xiao Yingche had been avoiding her, and she couldn't find a chance to explore her pulse at all.

Mu Linyuan is the one who has always followed Xiao Yingche, and in his previous life, after Xiao Yingche left Dongqi, he also disappeared.

Today's Feng Wuxi has not been regent for a long time, but the momentum around her is not at all like the prince who has just been regent.

Every move, word and deed is full of oppression.

When Mu Linyuan met her eyes, his heart tightened slightly.

This kind of oppression has only been seen in the empress and Xiao Yingche.

In just an instant, he looked away, not daring to look at Feng Wuxi.

After being silent for a moment, Mu Linyuan said angrily, "As His Highness wishes, if you toss a few more times, Taifu will be completely liberated." ”

Feng Wuxi's hands clenched suddenly, and her brows furrowed tightly.

After being reborn, she carefully observed that Xiao Yingche's steps were vain, and she seemed to lack strength when she walked.

Especially today, wheezing is slow and urgent, and it is obvious that the heart is damaged.

The heart arteries are damaged, and eventually they die from heart failure.

A cold sweat suddenly broke out on her back, and she stared at Mu Linyuan tightly, "What's going on with Taifu's heart?" ”

Mu Linyuan's eyelashes twitched slightly, pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at Feng Wuxi, and answered the question, "Your Highness, Taifu can't stand your toss anymore, please look at the past feelings, let him go." ”

Looking at the resentment and resentment in his eyes, Feng Wuxi leaned back in the chair weakly, her voice full of exhaustion, "Brother Linyuan, I won't let him go." ”

Listening to this long-lost Brother Linyuan, Mu Linyuan was slightly stunned.

When she was young, she was a pink and tender little girl, always chasing Taifu, and sweetly calling herself Brother Linyuan.

It wasn't until she fell in love with Mo Lianyan that she never called him Brother Linyuan again.

At this time, I suddenly heard it, and the resentment in my heart unconsciously dissipated a little.

Looking at the worry in Feng Wuxi's eyes, Mu Linyuan slowly spoke, "Taifu has been hit by a poisoned arrow in his chest, and his heart is damaged, and his foundation is injured. ”

When Feng Wuxi heard this, her heart seemed to be pinched by a big hand, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

The heart is damaged, and the foundation is broken......

In her previous life, every time she ordered Xiao Yingche to deal with the affairs of a remote area, he would take a leave of absence for several days.

But under the instigation of Feng Ruanxin and Mo Lianyan, she thought that he was pretending to be sick and deliberately embarrassing him.

Obviously, his face was extremely pale, and there was a heavy tiredness between his eyebrows, but she couldn't see it......

Feng Wuxi closed her eyes, hiding the pain under her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyebrows were full of determination, "Brother Che's body, I will personally condition him." ”

Since God has given her a chance to come again, in this life, she will protect him for the rest of his life.

When Mu Linyuan heard this, his expression changed suddenly, "Your Highness, you ......"

"Brother Linyuan, please believe me again."

Mu Linyuan looked at Feng Wuxi and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he slowly spoke, "Your Highness, the minister wants to talk to the Taifu alone." ”

"Okay." Feng Wuxi agreed without hesitation.

Mu Linyuan was silent for a moment and changed the topic, "Every year, the imperial court allocates the silver taels to Jianghuai for disaster relief, and less than one percent of them really go to the victims. ”

"This year's floods are serious, and just taking advantage of this disaster relief, this palace plans to uproot Mo Feng's minions in Jianghuai."

Mu Linyuan glanced at her and said meaningfully: "In previous years, the floods in other places were solved by Taifu......

"No way!" Before he finished speaking, he was hurriedly interrupted by Feng Wuxi, "Brother Che is unwell and can't travel far!" ”

Looking at the eagerness in Feng Wuxi's eyes, Mu Linyuan looked at her fixedly, and took out a painting from his sleeve, "Your Highness, you first take a look at this map of the distribution of rivers in the Jianghuai region." ”

Feng Wuxi took the painting, and the moment it opened, her pupils suddenly constricted.

In her previous life, when she was anxious because of the Jianghuai flood, this painting quietly appeared next to her pillow.

She gave this painting to Mo Lianyan, who repaired the river and drained it according to the painting, completely solved the Jianghuai flood, and won the praise of hundreds of people.

Feng Wuxi clenched the painting tightly and looked at Mu Linyuan eagerly, "Brother Linyuan, this painting ......"

"This is painted by Taifu."

When Feng Wuxi returned to Zhaoyang Palace, he bumped into Youqi walking with a decoction.

Smelling the faint smell of medicine in the air, her expression changed, and she hurriedly stepped forward, "Taifu's heart is uncomfortable again?" ”

With condemnation in his eyes, You Qi bowed expressionlessly, "I've seen Your Highness." ”

Feng Wuxi raised her hand and snatched the medicine bowl from his hand.

When the door of the temple is opened, the movement is unconsciously lightened.

The dim light of the night pearl casts a hazy glow on the Zhaoyang Palace.

Xiao Yingche was lying on the chaise longue by the window, closing her eyes and not knowing whether she was asleep or awake.

The dim and hazy light sprinkled on him, and his facial features were hidden in the halo, which was clearly extinguished, as if it would disappear at any time.

Feng Wuxi's heart tightened, and he stepped forward quickly, and whispered softly, "Brother Che......"

Xiao Yingche's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The always clear phoenix eyes were dyed with the confusion of the first awakening, and the soft and harmless gaze went straight into the bottom of Feng Wuxi's heart.

The heart seemed to be gently brushed by feathers, the numbness was unbearable, and the color of Feng Wuxi's eyes sank.

Suppressing the inexplicable feeling of heat in his heart, Feng Wuxi said in a low voice: "Brother Che, drink the medicine first and go to sleep on the couch." ”

Xiao Yingche closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, the confusion in her eyes dissipated, and she returned to her usual clarity.

He glanced at the medicine bowl in Feng Wuxi's hand and sat up.

Feng Wuxi hurriedly helped him, looking at his face that was worse than before, his heart tightened, "Brother Che, I'll give you a pulse." ”

Xiao Yingche pushed her hand away and looked at the medicine bowl in her hand, with an imperceptible sadness hidden in the depths of her eyes, "Your Highness, you don't have to bother so much. ”

Feng Wuxi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously followed his line of sight to look at the medicine bowl, and his heart suddenly tightened.

Thanks to Xiao Yingche's teaching, coupled with her unforgettable skills, her medical skills are no less than Xiao Yingche.

After giving Xiao Yingche the condensation pill in her previous life, she also tried her best to stimulate the cold poison of the condensation pill's medicinal properties in Xiao Yingche's medicine in various ways.

Xiao Yingche didn't notice it, and several cold attacks of condensation pills, and even fainted in front of her, but she thought it was a bitter trick.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxi felt a chill in her body, and her heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

What she owes Xiao Yingche can't be repaid in this life.

And the gap between them is not something that can be explained in one or two sentences.

Xiao Yingche raised his hand to serve the medicine bowl, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, and he couldn't see any expression.

The corners of Feng Wuxi's mouth were a little bitter, and a thousand words only turned into one sentence, "Brother Che, this decoction is boiled by Youqi." ”

Xiao Yingche put the bowl on the low table next to him, suppressed the nausea surging in his chest, and said lightly: "Your Highness, rest." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and was about to leave.

Feng Wuxi subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab him: "Brother Che, where are you going?" ”

Xiao Yingche was weak, and when she pulled her, her body fell unsteadily towards her.

Feng Wuxi quickly hugged him, and a slightly cool touch came to her lips, which made her freeze instantly.