Hearing this, the emperor pondered for a while, the imperial physician is already an old man who has been in the palace for many years, if this matter is entrusted to him, he can feel at ease. I brought the food for the former Eighth Prince. As for the supplements, they are those sent by Concubine Shu. I will send someone to fetch them later, and you can take a look at them one by one..."
The emperor paused slightly, and said in a somewhat stern tone: "I don't want a third person to know about this matter!"
"Yes, I know." The imperial physician said hastily, after which the imperial physician stepped forward to check Yang Tingfeng's tonic.
The residence of the Seventh Prince.
Phoenix opened the window, and the pigeon landed on her shoulder. She took off the letterbox and unfolded it: The emperor had already begun to doubt Concubine Shu, and started to investigate.
Fenghuang looked at the creed, his eyes were dull, and a flash of inspiration flashed by, then he returned to the side of the table, took out the envelope and wrote: Continue to observe. He stuffed it back, patted the pigeon's small body, and said softly, "Go."
"Is the princess going to Beili Pavilion?" Yinhuan asked at the side, Fenghuang smiled, and told Yinhuan to look at the palace and walk towards Beili Pavilion.
In the Beili Pavilion, Chu Meng was talking with a few high-ranking officials with a smile. He didn't know what Chu Meng said to make those people laugh. Chu Meng saw Fenghuang coming in from the corner of his eyes, and his eyes rolled slightly. Walking towards Fenghuang, he said, "Your teacher, do you want to see paintings, eat, or listen to music?"
"Listen to the music." Fenghuang said calmly.
"Okay, please upstairs." Chu Meng made a gesture of invitation, and led Fenghuang to the conversation room. After the two sat down, Fenghuang asked, "Where is Bei Li from the Imperial Palace Zhongtai Hospital?" Which eyeliner is it?"
Chu Meng said: "It's Meng Yu, Young Pavilion Master, I remember you asked me last time, did you forget?" As he spoke, Chu Meng looked at Fenghuang with some doubts. When Fenghuang heard this, he was stunned for a moment. A little embarrassed smiled and said: "I don't know what's going on recently, I always forget things."
"Young Pavilion Master is probably under too much pressure." Chu Meng comforted.
Fenghuang smiled nonchalantly, and said to her: "You pass the news to Meng Yu, and let him secretly tell the emperor that the tonic that Concubine Shu Gui gave to Yang Yanjing is poisonous."
Hearing this, Chu Meng wrote a letter, called the pigeon meeting, put the creed inside, let the pigeon fly, and then returned to Fenghuang's side, and said with a somewhat respectful tone: "Okay. "Speaking, Chu Meng frowned, looked at Fenghuang and said: "Chuge has come out of the rivers and lakes again, and even issued a kill order to the Yu family."
"Chu Pavilion?" Fenghuang was puzzled.
It was only then that Chu Meng remembered that their young pavilion master didn't seem to know what Chu Pavilion was, and explained: "Chu Pavilion was once famous in the past, and everyone said that Chu Pavilion changed the world, and it was the largest pavilion in the world. At that time, the people of Chu Pavilion were all over the world, and Chu Pavilion had information from various places, and this killing order... was issued only by the Pavilion Master of Chu Pavilion. There are not a few people in Jianghu that Chuge helps, not to mention, Chuge has children in the pavilions all over Jianghu."
Fenghuang slightly pointed out that although Chuge is not bad in strength, Yu's family is also thinner and bigger than a camel.
Chu Meng continued: "So, the Yu family will be arrested sooner or later, and then..."
Fenghuang was not like that, she said solemnly: "The Yu family seems to have fallen, but in fact it is not. I think the Yu family must have some tricks, you should pay more attention."
"By the way, where did Ziqian go? Why haven't you seen him?" Fenghuang thought, maybe he hasn't seen Ziqian for a long time these days.
Chu Meng covered her mouth and smiled, and said gloatingly, "Master Qian took Princess Bai Ying to find Master Zijing. It should be here now."
"Huh?" Fenghuang glanced at Chu Meng, who shook his head and pretended to sigh and said, "Master Ziqian has never wanted to pay attention to Princess Bai Ying's mess, so he used a bad trick to lure Princess Bai Ying to the The young master went there, who knew that the young master sent someone to throw Princess Bai Ying back, and Master Ziqian couldn't send Princess Bai Ying away again. After Princess Bai Ying's entanglement, Master Ziqian decided to take Princess Bai Ying with her. Go find Master Zijing, and let Master Zijing clean up this mess by himself."
"Hmph, you deserve it." Fenghuang smiled, and the two chatted for a while, Fenghuang felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he left Beili Pavilion and returned to Seventh Prince's Mansion.
The residence of the Seventh Prince. Fenghuang watched the steward pass by, and asked him: "Where is the prince?"
"Go back to Wangfei, the prince is in the study now." The butler replied.
Fenghuang nodded and walked towards the study. The guards guarding the door didn't stop him when they saw that it was Fenghuang. After taking two steps, Fenghuang's stomach began to feel a little uncomfortable again. Fenghuang paused slightly, pushed the door open and went in.
Yang Tingjing smiled softly at Fenghuang, looked down at the letters on the table, Fenghuang knew that those letters were news from Yang Tingjing's subordinates, and he didn't seem to know how long he would be busy, but it would be too late , It's time to eat, so he pushed Yang Yanjing and said: "Let's go, let's eat together. By the way, today there is a braised lion head, you can't grab it from me."
Yang Yanjing watched Fenghuang while listening to his words. Stretching out his hand, he picked up a strand of hair that fell on Fenghuang's body. Fenghuang looked at Yang Yanjing with a turbulent heart. Seeing that it was just hair, he felt a little disappointed. Seeing that Fenghuang's little face was flattened, Yang Yanjing gently rubbed her head, and said softly: "Let's go, isn't there still something you want to eat?"
Fenghuang took Yang Yanjing's hand, and walked forward indiscriminately. Yang Yanjing was not in a daze, and held Fenghuang's fingers with his backhand, interlocking them. Fenghuang originally felt a little inexplicable shyness in his heart, but after following him through a small road, he felt that this is the most beautiful thing in life, and the years are peaceful appearance.
Originally, Fenghuang wanted to have a good meal, but he just took a bite of the chicken, and his stomach seemed to be churning, and he couldn't help but spit it out