Seeing Cheng Keyi's confused look, Zheng Ji couldn't help but curl his eyes.

It's really rare that Cheng Keyi, who was known as "Cheng Muni" in his previous life, has such rich expressions.

In this troubled year, seeing Cheng Keyi like this made her feel a little relieved.

"What to do, I will tell you later. You can go and rest." She replied, and then ordered the chamberlain to lead him down.

What she wanted Cheng Keyi to do was something she couldn't do in a hurry.

He has just returned to Jingzhao, and the most urgent and important thing now is to meet his wife and children.

Mrs. Zhang and little girl Cheng Shao are waiting eagerly every day.

"Yes, Your Highness. Cheng will just listen to His Highness's orders." Cheng Keyi cupped his hands and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He was really afraid of what His Highness Chang Ding would tell him to do immediately. He was still a little confused. At the moment, he just wanted to see his wife and daughter first.

Li Xing'en looked at Cheng Keyi's leaving figure and asked hesitantly: "Your Highness, could it be that you had some kind of friendship with Master Xiao Cheng?"

His Highness is too kind to Cheng Keyi's family!

He could clearly see that His Highness was very happy to see Master Xiao Cheng.

He has never heard of any contact between His Highness and Mr. Xiao Cheng.

Zheng Ji smiled and did not answer. She and Cheng Keyi did not have any contact in this life, but Cheng Keyi helped her a lot in the previous life.

There is really no way to tell Li Xingen this.

So, she could only say: "Look at this person first, he is of great use to me."

Li Xing'en understood that Zhang's mother and daughter had lived in the mansion for a while, and he had a very clear understanding of their character and felt reassured.

He immediately reported: "Your Highness, the carriage is ready and ready to go at any time."

The reason why Zheng Ji is in the mansion at this time is because she is preparing to go to Taifu's mansion.

Although Fengju was not in danger of life, he was still injured and bedridden, which made her uneasy.

Furthermore, her father gave this oral order, and she also wanted to hear what Feng Ju thought about it.

When Zheng Ji showed up at the Taifu's Mansion again, the concierge of the Taifu's Mansion greeted him with a calm expression and a bright smile.

Just kidding, they all saw clearly how His Highness Changding escorted the young master back.

In addition, the Grand Tutor has already sent word that if His Highness Changding comes to visit, they will just welcome him in.

——Of course, they can't stop it.

Zheng Ji naturally walked to Du Fengju's courtyard with ease, not caring at all how much trouble her being able to freely enter and leave the Taifu's house caused in the court.

Now that her father has already tried to test her relationship with Fengju, it doesn't matter if others speculate more.

Du Fengju's eyes lit up after seeing Zheng Ji, and when he was about to struggle, Zheng Ji quickly stepped forward and stopped him.

"Stop moving, just lie down." Zheng Ji stopped, looking at him carefully.

Because the imperial doctor came to diagnose him every day, Fengju had not returned to his original appearance, but she didn't know how Wei Yan did it, but she could actually see the serious illness on Fengju's face.

She couldn't help but sigh: "Master Taohua is really good at your craftsmanship."

"..." Du Fengju was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes narrowed.

"Yes, his skills are really extraordinary, even the imperial doctors in the palace can't tell." Du Fengju nodded, his voice still hoarse.

The imperial doctor looked, heard, and inquired, and the most important thing was to observe his complexion, but they didn't find anything wrong with his complexion.

Zheng Ji looked at him intently, a hint of distress flashed in his eyes, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but still no words came out.

Du Feng understood the sentence, raised his eyes and glanced at her, then half-closed his eyelids and replied: "Your Highness, I have nothing to do. If you want to see, I can..."

He didn't finish speaking completely, and his voice became deeper and hoarse.

He knew that His Highness wanted to see his true appearance...but he was injured and his face would definitely not look good.

Zheng Ji felt a little dry in her throat. She naturally wanted to see Feng Ju's true face, but this was too troublesome, and...

She was afraid that she would not be able to bear it anymore, that she would hate her father even more, and that she would lose her composure and discretion in doing things.

She shook her head and her voice was also a little deep: "I'll wait until you feel better. I'm not in a hurry."

Du Fengju looked up at her again and replied with unusual obedience: "Okay."

He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He only knew that his desire to get better quickly became stronger.

However, he never imagined that the emperor would act so carelessly and directly hurt someone in the Zichen Palace...

Oh, you have only been on the throne for a few years now? Have you completely forgotten how the late emperor lost his throne?

But no matter what the emperor thought, he was indeed careless this time. How could he relax his guard just because he entered the palace?

This time the emperor is just testing him. If the emperor really wants to put him to death, then even if he is unwilling to give in, it will be too late!

When he woke up from his sleep and recalled the scene in Zichen Palace, he felt frightened belatedly.

He is not afraid of death itself, but the hatred of his adoptive father and His Highness...

He still had so much to do, and he couldn't just lose his life without knowing it.

It was also at this time that he truly understood the true meaning of "a son of rich wealth cannot sit down in court".

He thought of Zheng Ji's bloody palm, and subconsciously stretched out his hand towards her: "Your Highness, your hand..."

"I'm fine, too." Zheng Ji smiled at him, held his stretched out hand with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand: "Look."

The wounds on the palms of the white and slender fingers have scabbed over, leaving only a few traces of blood...

"Li Xing'en has already given me medicine, but he was so bold that he scolded me." Zheng Ji said with a smile.

Du Fengju looked at her palm steadily, but nodded and said: "General Manager Li is right to scold you. Your Highness... you don't cherish yourself very much."

As he spoke, he took out his hand, turned it to cover the palm of Zheng Ji's right hand, and pressed it gently.

Zheng Ji held her breath and lowered her eyes to watch Du Fengju's movements. The itch spread from her palms to her limbs, making her dare not move.

Obviously, Fengju was lying injured, but at this moment, she felt like she was being restrained.

I can't break free, in fact... I don't want to break free either.

I don't know how long it took before Du Fengju removed his hand and said softly: "Your Highness, no matter what happens in the future, cherishing yourself is the most important thing."

Zheng Ji suddenly felt that her face was extremely dry. She nodded, her throat was so dry that she could not speak.

Then, as if to dispel the heat and divert her attention, she squeezed out a sentence and asked: "Feng Ju, what are you going to do with Father's oral edict?"

Neither Mrs. Du nor Fengju would be willing to enter Prince Zhan Shi's mansion, she was sure of this.

But she also knew that her father's will was very firm.
Chapter completed!