It wasn't until Buqu who had gone out earlier returned with his trusted doctor that Chang Feng stopped angrily scolding Fu Weiyi and hurriedly summoned a doctor to check Lu Yundan's pulse.

As soon as the doctor checked his pulse, he looked at Fu Weiyi who looked up in the hall and said bluntly that Daolu Yundan needed to be reconciled with yin and yang to relieve the pain.

"That Lin wife is so shameful!" Chang Feng heard what the doctor said and confirmed his suspicion. He immediately understood Lin Zerui's plan. He didn't expect that there was such an unreasonable woman in the world, and his face became angry. I couldn't help but curse out loud. Junqu Pavilion

After Chang Feng cursed angrily, he turned around and fixed his gaze on Fu Weiyi.

Fu Weiyi frowned and subconsciously took a step back.

Seeing Fu Wei follow this action, Chang Feng frowned, and then thought of the master's care for the girl, he couldn't help but sigh, turned to the side and said: "Go, bring a beautiful maid immediately Come here."

"Need not."

Chang Feng tilted his head and looked at Fu Weiyi who spoke with cold eyes.

Fu Weiyi bit her red lips lightly, as if she had made some determination, and said softly: "You all should go out."

Chang Feng was surprised and heard the hidden meaning in Fu Weiyi's words. His eyes widened and he confirmed: "Ms. Fu, have you thought about it?"

Fu Weiyi turned around and wanted to leave.

Chang Feng understood best that the master's affection for Fu Weiyi was always based on love and not on etiquette. At this time, Mrs. Fu stayed voluntarily and took the initiative, not because of Chang Feng. The master would be sober the next day. , it’s not his fault.

Who knows, maybe the master and Madam Fu will be able to resolve their old feud and become a couple because of this.

Chang Feng thought of this, immediately jumped up, released the hand that suppressed his master, and quickly dragged up the old doctor who was sitting beside the bed, who was still confused about the situation, and ordered the people around him in a loud voice: "Let's go. "

Chang Feng cheered and left the side hall with a large number of men. In the end, he was very considerate and gently closed the door of the hall tightly.

As the door to the side hall was closed, only Fu Weiyi and Lu Yundan were lying on the bed, moaning unbearably from time to time.

Fu Weiyi stood there for a long time, the look in his eyes gradually became firmer, and he walked up to the bed.

Fu Weiyi sat down slowly beside the bed, gently raised his hand and touched Lu Yundan's face.

"Go away." Lu Yundan shouted hoarsely. In his confusion, he thought the owner of this hand was Lin Zherui, and waved away the hand that touched his cheek in disgust.

Fu Weiyi said softly: "It's me."

Lu Yundan's tightly closed eyes slightly opened. At this time, he seemed to have regained some clarity, and murmured: "Yier..."

"It's me." Fu Weiyi slowly leaned down and approached Lu Yundan.

"Who told you to be here...you...go away..." Lu Yundan turned over to the bed and retreated, keeping a distance from Fu Weiyi.

"Congyuan, there is something I have always wanted to do." There was a trace of hatred in Fu Weiyi's pale pupils.

"Well..." Lu Yundan's consciousness gradually collapsed.

"The emperor Wen Chuiyu has lived for too long. His eldest sister has been dead for so many years, and the Fu family has been defeated for so many years. How can he live well?" Fu Weiyi said this softly and slowly turned sideways. He lay down where Lu Yundan had been lying just now.

The bright moon hangs low, making it difficult to cross the sea.

The ink hair is entangled and filled with nanmu warm couch.

The love flower blooms in the heart, but within the beautiful and beautiful flowers, there is a plan that has been hidden for a long time.

An infatuated person will not regret it, but a negative person will perish.

How many red waves are there to express love.

Outside the window, sporadic snow fell that dotted the night.

There are intermissions of clouds and rain, in the middle of the night.

The black wooden door of the side hall opened from inside, and a cold beauty with disheveled black hair and plump flowers walked out.

"How is the master?" Chang Feng had been waiting outside the door. When he saw Fu Weiyi coming out, he immediately came up to him and asked urgently.

Fu Weiyi's black hair was disheveled at this time. Chang Feng did not dare to look at her carefully for fear of offending her, so he lowered his eyebrows when asking questions.

"It should be fine. You can go in and see him." Fu Weiyi's hand hidden under his long sleeve clenched the troop deployment talisman and the smooth travel talisman stolen from Lu Yundan, and said in a cold tone.

Upon hearing this, Chang Feng immediately left Fu Weiyi behind and rushed into the side hall.

The silent side hall became noisy again, with doctors and servants coming in and out constantly.

Fu Weiyi walked straight back to the main hall with a cold expression, waving away the servants and women who were about to come in to serve him.

As soon as the main hall door was closed, Fu Weiyi quickly ran to the bronze mirror with weak steps, thickened his eyebrows quickly and began to disguise himself.

After dressing up, Fu Weiyi's appearance changed drastically. A man with thick eyebrows and a slightly delicate face appeared in front of the bronze mirror. Although if you look closely, you can still see some shadow of Fu Weiyi's original appearance, but it was already night.

It's so deep that she can't see clearly. As long as she leaves this place, who can take a closer look and find out where she came from?

Fu Weiyi smiled lightly at the person in the mirror and walked slowly behind a screen. Fu Weiyi was obscured by the shadow of the candlelight on the door rail.

"Qing aunt, Madam Fu and Xiang Guo just now...are we really not going in to serve her?" The first-year maid saw that Fu Weiyi's reflection on the door rail was blocked by the screen, and she could not see him at all.

, couldn't help but said to the girl in front of him with a worried look on his face.

Qinggu was Lu Yundan's wife who stayed in Weiyuan specifically to take care of Fu Weiyi's daily life. She also received Lu Yundan's instructions. In Weiyuan, Fu Weiyi could do whatever he wanted without restraining her.

Qinggu has been serving Fu Weiyi for a long time. She knows Fu Weiyi's temperament best. Hearing this, she shook her head and said: "It's common for Mrs. Fu not to let us go in to serve her. She only needs to stay in this room."

, no need to think too much and explore too much.”

"Yes." The older servant girl said so when she saw her lover in charge, she bowed her head and said yes.

Behind the screen in the hall, Fu Weiyi took out a set of clothes that Lu Yundan wore with his heart and belly from the bottom of the wardrobe nearby.

Fu Weiyi had rehearsed this scene hundreds of times in the past four or five years. In just a moment, he tightened his chest and changed into the attire of the leader of Lu Yundan's side.

After Fu Weiyi changed his clothes very quickly, he took out a human-shaped piece of paper supported by thin pieces of wood from the back of the wooden cabinet. He turned sideways, holding the paper figure in his hand, and imitated the slow movement of the paper figure in his hand.

The appearance of walking was placed in front of the bronze mirror.

The servants waiting outside the palace, through the shadows reflected by the candlelight, noticed that Fu Weiyi only stayed behind the screen for a short moment, then walked out again, and stood still in front of the bronze mirror. They all breathed a sigh of relief.

"It would be nice to see Madam Fu. If she does something unthinkable behind the screen, the Prime Minister will not let us go." The servant woman saw the shadow reflected in the hall and patted her chest with lingering fear.

Behind the maid were two little maids, who had long been dissatisfied with Fu Weiyi. As the people who served in Weiyuan, they knew what happened today clearly. At this time, their emotions were complicated. After all, they were still young, so they couldn't help it.

Talking about small things.

"Let me tell you, Mrs. Fu relied on her beauty to bewitch the Prime Minister. How noble do you think she is? Did she just give her body to the Prime Minister when she got the chance?"

"That's right, in my opinion, she is just pretending to be noble. Otherwise, why would she have to be alone every night, draw her eyebrows and dress up in front of the bronze mirror, and then stand for one to two hours, oh, is this admiring her own beauty?"

"This Madam Fu is really unusual. I don't want to act like this after having a bad relationship with the Prime Minister today. You are weird."

"I don't know what Xiangguo likes about Mrs. Fu. Why should Xiangguo not get such a beauty?"

The two little maids had known that the girl in charge of Weiyuan's affairs did not like Fu Weiyi. When they saw that no one stopped them after talking for a long time, they couldn't help but become more and more enthusiastic.

"Shut up!" Qinggu finally turned around to stop the two chattering little maids, and then turned to look at the shadow reflected on the door railing in the palace.

Although Qinggu doesn't like Madam Fu, but her master does, she must look after Madam Fu for her master, and she cannot allow those who serve her to verbally despise Madam Fu. Otherwise, these gossips will ferment and eventually spread.
Chapter completed!