The little palace maid ran in a hurry and didn't pay attention to the front. When she found Feng Yuheng and Huang Quan, she could no longer hold back and hit her head.

Huang Quan was quick to stop the person so that she would not hit Feng Yuheng. But the palace maid was also frightened and quickly knelt down and said, "I don't know which noble man it is. I didn't mean it. Please spare my life!"

Feng Yuheng looked at her for a while and saw that her face was very anxious, he asked, "Which palace are you from? Why are you so anxious?"

The little palace maid said, "I am from Qing'an Palace. Concubine An is sick again. I am in a hurry to hire an imperial physician."

"An Ping?" Feng Yuheng blinked, and it would be better to sell a ready-made favor than to come to the door. So he said, "I was going to pay tribute to Concubine Yun. Since I heard about this, it would be bad to stand by and watch. I will go with you and show An Ping's illness!"

There was only one county lord in the Dashun Dynasty. How could this palace maid not know who the palace maid was? Although it was not etiquette to ask the county lord to see a doctor, the county lord of Ji'an was a miracle doctor, which is well known to everyone in the capital. She was worried about Anpin's madness. Thinking about it, the Imperial Hospital was really far from talking about it. When Qing'an Palace went to invite the imperial physician, the imperial physician might not come, so she gritted her teeth and kowtowed to Feng Yuheng and said, "Thank you for your kindness in the county lord! Please go to Qing'an Palace with me to Qing'an Palace!"

Feng Yuheng was "invited" to Qing'an Palace. As soon as he entered the palace gate, he heard a madman-like voice shouting loudly: "Kill that unspoken son! Kill him!" Then there was the sound of a bottle and a can, followed by the madman's collapse and crying bitterly-"How could I give birth to such a son? He was not born by me! It must not be!"

The palace maid who invited Feng Yuheng to come said helplessly: "Empress An would go crazy every time after a while. In the past, it would be better if she sang and cried for a while. But this time, it has not been better since last night. The empress also beat people, and a eunuch and a palace maid were beaten to death in the palace courtyard."

"So serious?" Feng Yuheng was a little surprised. He originally thought that Concubine An was just a disaster, but at most he had a little irritable temper, but he didn't expect that he was already so crazy.

She quickly walked towards the palace courtyard before entering Anpin's sleep. At first glance, she saw a woman wearing palace clothes but with disheveled hair sitting on the floor of the house. The palace clothes were good, but the color was old and looked a little fat.

Feng Yuheng knew that it must be Anpin. At this moment, the other party was holding a palace maid to death, pulling her hair hard and shouting loudly: "What's the use of raising you? Why can't I kill him? Why is he still alive? It must be because you didn't teach well, she didn't dance like it!"

The palace maid had a slim figure and a beautiful face. Yang Liu's slender waist was so thin that a man could hold it with a big hand. Even though she was wearing a uniform palace maid uniform, she could still see her excellence at a glance.

Unfortunately, after Anpin grabbed and pulled off, no matter how beautiful the person was, she lost her image. She saw her kneeling on the ground, unable to make any effort, and unable to hide, and could not fight back to hit Anpin, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it. She didn't scream at all when she tore it hard.

Feng Yuheng recognized that the man was Hongyi. Of course, she didn't think Hongyi was her real name, so she asked the little palace maid around her: "Who is the person who was torn to pieces by Anpin?"

The little palace maid replied: "It's Yinlan. The empress valued her the most on weekdays, but every time she gets sick, she is also the one who suffers the most."

Feng Yuheng nodded, stepped forward quickly, grabbed Anpin's wrist vein, and heard Anpin shout, "Don't touch me! Get out! I'll get out!" But he only shouted a few words, and then his eyelids sank and he fell asleep.

Yin Lan finally broke free, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. When she looked up, she saw that it was Feng Yuheng. She just let go of her heart. "County Lord." She knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and called the county lord and said nothing.

Feng Yuheng ignored her and called the servants from Qing'an Palace to lift Anpin to the bed, then took out a silver needle from his sleeve, and pierced it into several head acupoints of Anpin.

Seeing this, the servants of Qing'an Palace finally felt relieved. If they hadn't met the Lord of Ji'an County today, there would have been more people beaten to death by Anpin. The imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital were all treating dishes. Anpin, who was basically an abandoned concubine, left her a palace courtyard. It would have been good before she was demoted to her position, so she would not care about her.

Yin Lan knelt in the middle of the house and didn't get up. The little palace maid who brought Feng Yuheng to Qing'an Palace looked a little strange and wanted to go up and ask, but she felt that although the county lord Ji'an was treating Anpin, her face was a little gloomy and obviously she was in a bad mood. She didn't dare to ask more questions, so she had to stand next to her.

It was not until half an hour later that Feng Yuheng finally pulled down the silver needles that were pierced on An Ping's head. Then she saw her take out a small porcelain bottle from her cuff, pour a few pills from it and stuff it into An Ping's mouth. Then she ordered: "Get some water to deliver medicine to An Ping. She has to sleep for a while, and she should wake up at most incense sticks."

The little palace maid responded and went to get water. Feng Yuheng stood up, looked at Yin Lan, and said as she walked out: "I have something to ask you, so let me do it."

Yan Lan stood up and followed Feng Yuheng carefully. The other servants only thought that Feng Yuheng was about to ask about An Ping's condition. No one thought too much and went to work on their own chores.

Feng Yuheng didn't walk far away, but sat down on the corridor chair next to the yard. Na Yinlan stood in front of her, taking off the arrogant look when she was making red clothes, but she still looked a little cold.

Huang Quan had already recognized the person. Before Feng Yuheng could speak, he spoke in a hurry and said angrily: "What are you trying to change your clothes and sneak into Feng Mansion?"

People didn't say anything.

Huang Quan glared at him in anger—“Believe it or not, I will kill you?”

They didn't say anything again.

Feng Yuheng suddenly laughed, "I'm still in the temper of a red-clothed woman. I just help a mad mother to harm her biological son, and will be punished by God."

Na Yinlan finally reacted, but her eyes turned red and her fists clenched.

Feng Yuheng's words continued: "Men and women emphasize mutual affection. Although one party is dead, it is not good to push all the responsibility to the other party." She looked up at Yin Lan, "So many years have passed, An Ping is not clear about it, so it is difficult for you to follow her, reminding her to hold a grudge against her son again and again."

Yin Lan was stunned at first when she heard this, and then she laughed, pointing at Feng Yuheng as if she had heard the funnyest joke, saying, "Is the county lord repaying the injustice for the fifth prince? Have you forgotten that you were the one who pushed the fifth prince into the water first!"

Feng Yuheng nodded, not shying away from her accusations at all, "Yes, it's me." She said, "I really wanted to use a debauchery prince to mess up the river, but I didn't expect that by accident, he would sink deeper and deeper in this river pond. But now it seems that it's right to push him into the water, he deserves to die."

She just said the word "death" so hard that she couldn't understand it. She said, "That was not what she said just now."

Feng Yuheng told her: "What I said is different from what you said. He deserves to die. But to you... let me tell you, who is the concubine who drowned back then?"

Yin Lan was stunned for a moment, staring at Feng Yuheng, feeling that her deep eyes seemed to be able to see anything. Although she had no hope to hide it from everyone, Feng Yuheng found that she was from Qing'an Palace and pointed out her relationship with the concubine directly, which made Yin Lan a little scared.

Seeing her hesitating, Feng Yuheng smiled and said, "The enemy's enemy is a friend. I have no intention of demolishing your platform. Whether you say or not is all about you. I just want to find an answer to something in this Qing'an Palace. If you can solve my doubts, I will probably help you when you don't want to die."

When he heard this, a slight sensation finally appeared in Yanlan's eyes, which were originally like water. He subconsciously asked: "Is this true?"

Feng Yuheng nodded, "Take it seriously."

The hope in the orchid's eyes is even more great!

She had already made the plan to die, and after entering the palace and embarked on this road, she never thought about going out alive. But whether she wanted to think about it or not was one thing, and when she heard someone tell her that she really didn't have to die, it was another thing.

It wasn't that bad. She believed Feng Yuheng. Although this child was much younger than her, she just believed that what the Ji'an County Lord said was true.

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and simply said, "Okay, I said. The drowning concubine is my sister. She was originally just a dancer in the palace, but because she looked a bit like Concubine Yun, the emperor once got drunk and gave her a night of favor. Unfortunately, the emperor felt sorry for Concubine Yun, so he never went to see his sister again, but he gave her the position of Concubine Wang, so that she could have food and clothing in the palace in the future. Unexpectedly, the fifth prince also fell in love with my sister like a death-making person! Under his all-out show of affection, the sister was moved. However, there was no airtight wall in the palace. After the matter was completely defeated, the sister was secretly executed, but the fifth prince was still alive. Do you think this is very unfair?"

Feng Yuheng thought that she was right. As early as when she found out that the red clothes were mixed in Qing'an Palace, she felt that there must be something wrong with it. An Ping was not clear about it and was thinking about how to kill her son every day. Red clothes taught Fan Dai to dance. This was clearly helping An Ping frame the fifth prince. If she said that this red clothes were just acting for other purposes without her own goals, she would definitely not believe it. Snow plum blossoms are not everyone who can dance, so why did An Ping take over the red clothes by chance?

Yin Lan's words continued: "I don't hate the emperor, nor do I hate Concubine Yun. If there were no fifth prince, my sister would still be the lord of the first palace and would live a glorious life. All of this was the fault of the fifth prince, so he must die."

Feng Yuheng said nothing more. Yin Lan's hatred for Xuan Tianyan had nothing to do with her. If Yin Lan joined forces with An Ping to kill Xuan Tianyan, she would have saved her worries.

"I heard that there was a concubine from southern Xinjiang in the fifth prince's mansion, but it was true?" she asked Yin Lan, "Although An Ping hated her son, the fifth prince still loved and respected this mother, right? You said, if An Ping made any excessive requests to the fifth prince, would the fifth prince agree?"
Chapter completed!