I asked the little eunuch and he said he didn't know.
Feng Mingwei could only go to the Imperial Study Room. When she saw the stinky face of Emperor Beiwu, her heart skipped a beat, "My son, I pay my respects to my father."
"snort!"
Emperor Beiwu pursed his thin lips slightly and asked with a cold expression, "How is Old Seven now?"
Feng Mingwei couldn't figure out why he lost his temper. "The prince is fine for the time being. He will need to rest in the future."
It felt like the man on the dragon chair was a little impetuous, secretly suppressing his anger.
Feng Mingwei raised her eyes and asked, "Father, is there anything else you can do?"
"It's okay, why can't I come find you?" Emperor Beiwu sneered, his tone and demeanor were exactly the same as Murong Xiao's.
Feng Mingwei didn't ask her to get up, so she simply sat on the ground.
For being so unruly, Emperor Beiwu was so angry that he wanted to slap her, but the Supreme Emperor favored her so much that even his own grandson did not kiss her.
I thought about being called by the Supreme Emperor to lecture me early in the morning.
If he slaps her now, it seems that he, the emperor, has no grace. The Supreme Emperor affirmed and lectured him.
Emperor Beiwu was furious, "You go to the Supreme Emperor's back to say that I am partial, who gave you the courage to say such nonsense!!"
It turned out to be because of this.
Feng Mingwei smiled and said, "Father, please calm down. I am just discussing the matter. If I make you unhappy, you can scold me to calm it down."
Emperor Beiwu's eyes became sharp, "Let's talk about the matter? Do you think I was biased and unfair to him by taking away Lao Qi's military power and giving it to King An?"
Feng Mingwei lowered her eyelashes and said, "I don't mean that. My father has his own intentions in doing this. I don't dare to make any assumptions."
"My son is talking about the matter of playing with the board in the imperial study. It was originally just a trivial matter, but my father scolded the prince in front of the imperial study. The prince is not a three-year-old child anymore, so it is inevitable that he would be harshly punished."
Emperor Beiwu laughed angrily and said, "I am doing this for his own good."
Feng Mingwei raised her eyes and smiled in surprise, "That may be because I misunderstood my father's intention."
Emperor Beiwu felt that she was just perfunctory and didn't tell him the truth.
"That's not what you told the Supreme Emperor."
"Why don't you dare to tell the truth when you get here? Aren't you quite capable?"
Feng Mingwei curled her lips, "I'm afraid I'll say the wrong thing in front of my father. My father's power makes me dare not speak nonsense."
"Then you mean that I am not kind and tolerant enough?"
Feng Mingwei said nothing, but looked at him with a look that clearly meant this.
Emperor Beiwu was almost out of temper with her, "How is the Queen's condition?"
"It's okay. The Queen is cooperating with the treatment, and her condition is basically stable now."
"Does it mean that Concubine Jin won't cooperate with the treatment?"
Emperor Beiwu really understood her.
But Feng Mingwei didn't dare to say that. She knew it would cause trouble, so how could she be so stupid.
"I didn't mean that. It was because the mother and concubine were worried about the prince's injury and asked me to go back and take care of the prince first."
"When the prince's injury recovers, I will go to the palace to treat her eye disease."
Emperor Beiwu frowned slightly, "How confident are you that Concubine Jin's eye disease can be cured?"
Feng Mingwei wanted to say that she could just operate and remove the blood clot that was pressing on the nerves in her head, but she had suggested it to Murong Xiao last time, and he didn't believe it, thinking that she would kill his mother-in-law.
Emperor Beiwu was also an ancient man, so I probably wouldn't believe him if I told him.
"It's probably 70% or 80%. Whether it can be cured or not depends on fate."
Emperor Beiwu snorted coldly, "Don't forget, the conditions I mentioned are that your past sins can only be offset by curing the sick concubine Jin and the empress."
Feng Mingwei felt that the Murong family loved to bully others, "Then if I find out the truth about that year and prove that the murderer was not me, will my father be able to deal with it impartially?"
Emperor Beiwu raised his eyes and glanced at her, not thinking that she could find out, "Let's wait until you find out the truth!"
Feng Mingwei also knew that this was very difficult, because the murderer behind it was very cunning, and the key witness, Grandma Xu, was dead. It was very difficult to investigate, and there were no clues at the moment.
And she still has a lot of things to do.
The murderer who kidnapped Xiao Tao and Liu Guang from behind has not yet been found.
She was going to the farm to ask Feng Jian, he should know who was behind it.
…
On the other side, Murong Xiao asked people to arrest Aunt Zhou.
After a few days of catching up, I finally got some clues.
Gale brought the person back, and Aunt Zhou was already dying. "Your Majesty, Aunt Zhou was hunted down, and my subordinates and others finally rescued her. Now she is seriously injured. If she is not treated in time, she may not be able to find out the truth."
Murong Xiao endured the pain in his chest, stood up and sat beside the bed, "Get Dr. Li over here."
Hayate was a little strange, "Aren't you looking for the princess?"
Murong Xiao raised his eyes and gave him a cold look. Gale's back tensed up and he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He quickly asked someone to find Dr. Li.
Doctor Li came over but was unable to save Grandma Zhou. He could only suggest, "You can use ginseng to help you breathe..."
Murong Xiao looked at the half-dead Nanny Zhou and found that her tongue had been cut off. Even if she was saved, she would not be able to get the truth.
Giving her ginseng to drink would be a waste of his thousand-year ginseng.
"Send someone to call her over."
The angry man was unwilling to mention Feng Mingwei, not even the princess, but just said "her".
The secret guards looked at each other and didn't understand what happened to the prince and princess?
Gale waved his hand and told him to go quickly.
At that time, Feng Mingwei had just returned to the palace from the palace and rushed over immediately after receiving the news.
Seeing Grandma Zhou's appearance, she looked solemn and asked, "How could it be like this?"
Murong Xiao was still angry and ignored her.
Hayate replied: "Back to Princess Zhou, when we found Nanny Zhou, she seemed to have escaped from somewhere and was chased all the way. When we rescued her, she was already scarred."
"When she left the palace before, she must have taken refuge with someone, or she was caught by someone, and tortured in every possible way. Her tongue was cut off, and she only has half a life left. Even if she is saved, she may not be able to speak again."
It's not poisonous muteness, it's just cutting out the tongue.
It can be seen that the person behind the scenes knows Feng Mingwei's abilities, understands Feng Mingwei very well, and knows that she can cure the poison that made Grandma Zhou mute.
Feng Mingwei took out a silver needle and inserted it into several key points on Grandma Zhou's body to stop the bleeding, and then gave her a pill.
Grandma Zhou then opened her eyes.
Murong Xiao and the others looked at this scene, a little shocked.
Murong Xiao couldn't help but ask, "What did you feed her?"
It is actually more effective than Millennium Ginseng.
"Resurrection Pill."
It is an ordinary life-saving elixir with thirty-six kinds of precious medicinal materials added to it.
She chose the name at random.
Aunt Zhou's weak breathing gradually became stronger. When they saw Feng Mingwei and the others, they were frightened and struggled desperately, but they could not stand up.
"Mother Zhou, I can save you, but you have to tell me who asked you to plot against this princess on the day of the celebration party?!"
Aunt Zhou's eyes were blurry, her mouth was full of blood, her body was shaking, and she couldn't maintain normal communication at all.
She is elderly, a woman in her forties.
He is no longer a young man. He is still alive after being tortured. He is a weakling with tenacious vitality.