Tianwu was very smart and understood what Feng Yuheng meant. He looked at Liu Pin on the bed and thought about the Liu family again, so he nodded: "Then do it like this! I think that it is true to Liu Pin and Liu family, and now it depends on how the Liu family chooses." After he said that, he stood up and did not look at Liu Pin again. He looked tired and put his arm on Zhang Yuan's hand over to support him, and said, "Let's go back! Ah Heng will come back too! You go with me, and the medical treatment will officially begin tomorrow."

Feng Yuheng responded, followed Tianwu and left, but did not even leave a tablet of medicine to Liu Pin on the sickbed.

Tianwu was about to return to Zhaohe Palace, and Feng Yuheng accompanied him all the way, and helped Zhang Yuan, left and right. While walking, he still told Liu's illness again, but it was different from the moment. She said: "Father, Liu's illness is chronic. According to his daughter-in-law's judgment, it has been at least five or six years. But the recent development has been a bit too fast and not normal."

She said it relatively tactfully, but after the words "not normal" were expressed, Emperor Tianwu immediately understood the things that came here. He groaned, his body trembled, but eventually turned into a long sigh, and then said, "It has been like this since ancient times. People can do everything in order to fight for power. And it is not enough to do these things alone, and they have to form private gangs and let more people help them. When the Liu family took the initiative to ask you to go to the palace to treat Liu Pin, I felt something was wrong, but when I saw Liu Pin in that way, I responded when I was so angry. Ah Heng, please pay more attention, but you must not be obsessed with their words. I am old and always cause trouble for my children and grandchildren at this age. It is also my fault. But I have given birth to so many sons. It would be great if there were more princesses, and the palace would not be so deserted."

Whenever Tianwu mentioned such topics, he felt a lot of emotion. Even the two people who were supporting him could clearly feel a sense of sadness surrounding him. In fact, Tianwu was only in his early sixties. He was not half old in later generations, but in this era he was a real old man. In addition, he went to the battlefield when he was young and fell ill. He had been an emperor for decades, and he had endless hearts every day. His body was already hollowed out. Every year he lived, his old age would become more obvious. This was also impossible.

Feng Yuheng was determined to take Tianwu's body well, but the old emperor was stubborn and he refused to take the tonics he gave him on time. Sometimes he was willful and thought that he was a young man and practiced in the palace for a few times. Even though her body was not well conditioned, she also lost her mind and just let it go.

She personally sent Tianwu back to Zhaohe Palace, and brewed the tea to calm the spirit. Zhang Yuan fed Tianwu. Seeing him sleeping, she sent Feng Yuheng out of the palace. After leaving the hall, she asked what she had been asking in her heart: "Don't the princess look at the prescriptions that Concubine Liu has been taking? You said just now that the condition develops too fast, may there be a problem. Will the problem lies in the medicine?"

Feng Yuheng shrugged and chuckled, "It's very likely that it's in the medicine, but seeing that the prescription is useless, the fool will tamper with the things on the surface. If there is really a problem, it's better to check the medicine Liu Ben takes every day and the people who are close to her." After she said that, she waved her hand and said, "But it's meaningless. What the Liu family wants is nothing more than I officially take over to treat Liu Ben. Now I have already taken it. I believe that the other party will take further action in a few days. We might as well wait and see."

As she spoke, she looked up and went to the path towards Yuehan Palace. Xuan Tianming came to her face. She exchanged a few more greetings with Zhang Yuan and asked her to go back to serve Tianwu quickly. She met her husband. The two left the palace side by side and returned home. Then they talked about the other end of the Anju Palace. Xuan Tianming only told her: "Brother Seven and I are also secretly investigating a group of people under the eighth party. We have already had some clues and will put pressure on them in the near future. But this does not include the Liu family. The Liu family is hiding very well, or they have not participated in anything for so many years. It is considered

The more honest and mean people are not responsible for disaster. But this does not mean that the Liu family has no ambitions, so they offered to treat Liu Pin. Liu Pin's illness is as wrong as you said, which means that the Liu family must be making a fuss about this matter. You have to be more careful. If you can see the disease, you can just ignore it. There is no way to go to the Imperial Hospital. You are not a living god. How can you let a person who was sentenced to death by all the Imperial Doctors on your own? Think more about the Yao family back then. At this time, you must not let such a thing happen again."

Feng Yuheng frowned when he heard this. The Yao family back then, yes, the Yao family back then died because of treating a concubine, and then the third princes were grabbed by the third prince. In the end, if Emperor Tianwu had not moved the Yao family to a deserted state on the grounds of being exiled, I was afraid that the Yao family would have died now.

But besides her and grandfather, who knew that since Tianwu was protecting this way, the real Yao Xian still lost his life. But now it’s different. Now she is not the real Feng Yuheng, how could she be like this? So she smiled, and the evil aura on the corner of her lips was particularly similar to Xuan Tianming’s usual expression. Even Xuan Tianming had to exclaim when he saw it: "Wife, you are becoming more and more in line with your husband now."

She had no intention of studying whether it was a match or not, because Wangchuan reminded her in time: "Princess, do you still want to send yellow paper money to the Liu family?"

Feng Yuheng slapped his forehead and thought, so he quickly said, "I have to give it to you! Liu Huai has so many words in his heart that he wants to talk to Feng Jinyuan. How should he say it if he doesn't give him a dark paper? Go quickly, give more, and it's not enough for him to write."

Wangchuan covered his mouth and chuckled, turned around and left the house. Xuan Tianming raised his eyebrows and expressed doubts. Feng Yuheng accidentally said that Liu Huai had a displeasure after hearing his words, so as not to rush to the door to silence her. She just said, "I had some quarrels with Liu Huai in Anju Palace. You know, I have never had a good attitude towards people I look down on. After a few words, he said I don't have a tutor. I thought, I can't tell me about the issue of tutoring! Then I have to tell my father, so I thought about asking Wangchuan to send some dark paper to the Liu Mansion, so that Liu Huai would write everything he wanted to say to Feng Jinyuan on it, and then burn it so that I can communicate with the Feng family."

Xuan Tianming nodded repeatedly and kept praising his wife's trick. Sometimes this little girl is more capable than him! She can think of such tricks. When Mingzhu was sent to Liu's mansion, the people in that mansion would have to vomit half to death?

Xuan Tianming guessed right. Liu Huai was so angry that he almost vomited blood because of the ten bundles of yellow paper. But he didn't dare to have an attack, because the person who came to deliver the paper was not only Wangchuan beside Feng Yuheng, but also Mrs. Zhou from the Imperial Palace. This old lady was a first-class imperial edict. She saved the life of the ninth prince when she was young and brought the ninth prince to himself. He was impulsive in the afternoon. Because of Xuan Tianming's words, she provoked Feng Yuheng, but was grabbed by others. The emperor almost cut off his head. Now that the people from the Imperial Palace have come to the door, how could he say more? Even if he is unhappy, he has to take all the ten bundles of yellow paper over and say respectfully to Mrs. Zhou: "If you have time to go this time, please sit in the mansion and have a taste of hot tea!"

Mrs. Zhou shook her head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Liu, for your good intentions, so I won't drink any tea, so as not to disturb Mr. Liu's communication with the old Feng family." When she said this, her head still raised her head slightly, and she didn't even look at the half-bearing Liu Huai. When she wanted to go to the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion to hire her, she didn't care about the first-rank left prime minister of the current dynasty! How could she be seen by Mrs. Zhou this time?

Until the person left, Liu Huai turned back to the yard and ordered his servants to close the door of the mansion. He was so angry that he kicked the yellow paper tied up high. He wanted to vent his emotions, but the kick was a bit powerful and the paper tied up was not very strong. As a result, when he stepped down, the yellow paper flew, and the autumn wind blew, which made the whole front yard of Liu's mansion with such paper money flying, which looked no different from the funeral in the mansion.

Liu Huai was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He quickly ordered his servants to pick up all the paper money. But what should he do after picking it up? It's not to throw it away or not. He can't really write a letter to Feng Jinyuan on these yellow papers, and then go to burn it in the middle of the night, right? Isn't that sick? Liu Huai thought about it and finally came up with a good solution. He ordered his servants: "Send it all to the kitchen, stuff it into the stove, burn it into ashes, and burn it into ashes!"

The servants still moved all ten bundles of paper to the stove. At this time, the stove was making dinner. When the cook who was burning the fire saw that he had sent so much paper, he simply didn't use firewood and just used these yellow papers to burn the fire faster than firewood.

When Liu Huai was having dinner, the eldest wife of the family accompanied her. She saw the servants bringing dishes to the table one by one, but after taking a few bites, Liu Huai frowned and put down the dishes again.

Mrs. Li was puzzled: "What's wrong with the master? Is the food not up to the taste?"

Liu Huai shook his head, pulled a servant who served the food and asked, "How did this meal be made?"

The servant was puzzled: "Is it just cooked under the kitchen?"

"What are you burning? I'm asking about the firewood thing, do you chop firewood?"

The servant was stunned and then shook his head: "I don't have to chop firewood today. Didn't the master ask people to stuff the yellow paper into the stove and burn it? Under the kitchen is full of fried dishes with the stuffy rice made of yellow paper. The fire is quite strong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Huai suddenly stood up, rushed outside the house and vomited, spitting out of his stomach until nothing was left. Then he took the water handed over by the servant and rinsed his mouth and washed his face. But when he lifted his face again, it was full of bitterness. He felt very broken. He was still eating! This meal was made of fire from dark paper! Who in the world can eat this kind of meal? How could this be for living people?
Chapter completed!