"Your Highness, please say it clearly if you have something to say. There is no need to beat around the bush." Pang Cheng fearlessly met Feng Qingzhuang's eyes and said straightforwardly with a cold voice.
"You speak candidly. I admire you very much, so I will tell you directly. I hope you will replace me and become the next commander of the Yulin Army, not the deputy commander." Feng Qingzhuang's eyes were cold and arrogant, and her indifferent tone contained murderous intent.
"I understand that I will not disappoint Her Highness the Princess."
After being stunned for a moment, Pang Cheng clasped his fists and said calmly with the same expression on his face.
This calmness made Feng Qingzhuang very satisfied. She looked at Pang Cheng with admiration, her red lips moved slightly, and her cold voice floated out.
"Then I will wait for the good news. Remember, this matter must be completed before the sun rises tomorrow."
"I resign from my humble position." Pang Cheng clasped his fists and exited the room.
After Pang Cheng exited, the room returned to silence. Feng Qingzhuang was lying on the soft couch, with a trace of tiredness between her brows. She closed her eyes slightly and gently rubbed her brows.
The gauze floated, and an elegant and pleasant bamboo fragrance came to her nostrils. Feng Qingzhuang opened her eyes, with a faint smile on her beautiful face. She pointed to the chair next to the soft couch and pursed her red lips.
"Mei Yizhu, you are here, sit down"
"How is the poison in my father's body? Can it be cured?" His dark eyes showed a trace of worry, and he asked with concern.
Shaking his head, Mei Yizhu's clear and windy voice slowly sounded in the room.
"The poison in Ye Emperor's body is a chronic poison. For at least ten years, the poison has already soaked into the internal organs. I am afraid that even if the Daluo Immortal is still alive, he will not be able to remove the poison from his body. When I took his pulse just now, the toxin
It has gradually penetrated into his heart, I am afraid that Ye Emperor's time is really running out."
"So serious?"
Feng Qingzhuang frowned tightly and continued:
"Then what kind of poison did my father have? How long does he have left?"
"If the toxins in the body are properly controlled, Ye Di should still have one year left; if they are not properly controlled, it is difficult to say."
Mei Yizhu remained calm and continued.
"Just now I found a verdant pot of dripping Guanyin in the palace of Emperor Ye. The poison in his body must be related to this pot of dripping Guanyin."
Feng Qingzhuang raised her eyes and looked at Mei Yizhu, gesturing for him to continue speaking.
"A plant like the Dripping Guanyin can be placed indoors. Although it can purify the air, the white sap in its rhizomes is extremely toxic. Moreover, if this plant is watered too much, the green leaves will absorb the water, and water droplets will drip from the tips of the leaves.
"Although this kind of water drop is not very toxic, if it is taken regularly, the body will become weaker day by day and form a chronic toxin in the body." Mei Yizhu explained slowly and unhurriedly.
"It seems that we need to do a good job of checking the people in the Palace of Qihe, Emperor Father." Feng Qingzhuang's cold black eyes were covered with a thin layer of frost, and her cold voice was like a biting cold wind blowing by her ears.
"Mei Yizhu, I leave my father's body to you."
Looking at Mei Yizhu, the chill in his eyes receded, and he solemnly entrusted
"Don't worry, I will do my best to take care of Ye Emperor's body." Mei Yi Zhujun's beautiful face has an elegant and bamboo-like smile, and Feng Qingzhuang's handsome eyes have a trace of love hidden deep in his eyes. He is elegant and slow.
He stood up and said goodbye: "If there is nothing else, I will go out first."
"Um"
With a faint response, Mei Yizhu swept the slightly wrinkled robe in front of her and walked towards the outside of Haitang Palace with calm and elegant steps.
As dusk falls, the cool autumn wind blows in from the window. On the soft couch, Feng Qingzhuang's broken hair is lifted up from her forehead.
Suddenly, a black shadow swept in through the window like a nimble raccoon cat, raising his hand to tuck her slightly messy hair behind her ears.
"Zhuang'er, I haven't seen you for three days. Have you missed me?" Wu Jingyu sat on the chair next to the soft couch, with an evil smile on his handsome face, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
"Everything is done," Feng Qingzhuang lazily raised her eyes and asked.
"Of course I hired a hundred embroiderers and kept an eye on them as they worked all night. It took me three days and two nights to finish the job. There was also the old man from the Ministry of Rites who was afraid of Qin Huai's power and refused to help. But I just took a pill. Then
The old man will be obedient." Wu Jingyu's eyes were soft and his clear voice floated out.
"What pills did you feed that old man from the Ministry of Rites? He has a very close relationship with Qin Huai, so why is he willing to help you again?" Feng Qingzhuang asked curiously.
"Horse urine was mixed with mud. I made a pill at random and lied to the old man that it was poison. Unexpectedly, he was so greedy for life that he actually believed it." Wu Jingyu curled his lips and said with a faint smile.
"Great, everything is ready. I just need Dongfeng to wait until the good news from Pang Cheng comes. Tomorrow morning, my father will abdicate and let Jun Lin inherit the throne. Qin Huai will be caught off guard." Feng Qingzhuang stretched her brows, her beautiful face
Showing a smile that is dazzlingly beautiful
On the side, Wu Jingyu was stunned, his gaze focused on her beautiful face. If he could no longer move away, he involuntarily leaned forward and pressed towards her red lips.
Suddenly, a delicate and smooth plain hand pressed against his head and forehead, making him unable to move any further. Then, a popcorn came knocking.
Wu Jingyu's face darkened, and he looked at the breathtakingly beautiful woman in front of him with a resentful look, like a child who couldn't get any candy, extremely depressed.
"Zhuang'er, didn't you say that as long as I get things done, you would reward me heavily?"
"I suddenly want to drink. Do you have any wine at your place?" Feng Qing's beautiful eyes, as dark as lacquer, changed the subject.
Hearing this, Wu Jingyu nodded, "Yes, the ultimate Haitang Zui"
“Let’s go drink on the rooftop”
After saying this, Feng Qingzhuang stood up and walked to the yard. With one step, she flew up into the air. Her black hair was blown by the night wind and danced lightly with the wind. She was like Chang'e flying to the moon. She was breathtakingly beautiful.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Jingyu stood on his tiptoes, his body was as light as a swallow, and he was already floating lightly on the roof.
The two of them were sitting on the roof, looking at the moon in the sky
With a thought, Wu Jingyu took out two unopened jars of Dingji Haitangzui. He patted the seals off the jars, and the intoxicating aroma of wine wafted out. He handed one of the jars to Feng Qingzhuang.
Taking the wine jar, Feng Qingzhuang raised the jar and touched it lightly with the wine jar in Wu Jingyu's hand, then raised her head and took a big swig.
"Do you still remember? When I was in Xingyao Kingdom, I lied to you that my innocence was ruined. You split the Haitang tree in Piaoxue Pavilion in anger. Later, I picked all the petals from the Haitang tree.
, brewed a pot of Haitang drunken wine, and buried it in the soil under the broken tree."