Yan Yiyi stood up and walked out of the study. Looking at Ming Xin at the door, Yan Yiyi asked, "Where has the prince gone?"
Ming Tuan shook his head. The prince came out in a gust of wind, and he didn't even see clearly which direction the prince was going.
Yan Yiyi blinked again, then a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she quickly left the study.
Ming Tuan looked at the direction in which Yan Yiyi disappeared in astonishment, and secretly sighed in his heart, Madam's Qinggong was so good, he and Madam were so different.
Yan Yiyi inquired all the way and finally learned that the direction Feng Yuze was running was towards the latrine. When she arrived at the latrine, she happened to see Feng Yuze coming out of the latrine holding her stomach and hurriedly went to meet him.
"Brother Ze, are you okay?" Yan Yiyi was tongue-tied.
Feng Yuze just waved and said, "It's okay." But the pain from his stomach forced him to run to the latrine again.
Yan Yiyi's innocent eyes moved back and forth. Is it really her fault? Or was it because she drank too much medicine?
After going back and forth until the sun went down, Feng Yuze staggered out of the hut in exhaustion. His body was exhausted, his steps were floating, his face was pale, and his lips were chapped.
"Brother Ze..." Yan Yiyi opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything caring. She had to step forward and help Feng Yuze return to Bi Yiwan. She really didn't mean it, but she really didn't know what he should do.
How much to eat.
Yan Yiyi looked remorseful. Seeing Yan Yiyi blaming herself, Feng Yuze comforted her, "Yiyi, this has nothing to do with you."
"No, it's my fault. I didn't even know how much to give you."
She only thought that if A Mo didn't eat, he might get poisoned, and she didn't consider anything else. When Xiang Tianmo ate, didn't Xiang Tianmo vomit a mouthful of blood and get rid of the toxins in his body?
And the same goes for Tang Yu. Why did Amo turn out to be... after eating?
She really couldn't figure it out or figure it out.
The next day, Feng Yuze collapsed gorgeously and didn't even have the strength to get up. Yan Yiyi panicked and called the doctor. Finally, he said that Feng Yuze was suffering from physical collapse. He should eat some clear porridge and slowly recover.
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Yan Yiyi ordered people to make porridge one by one, and she was also busy taking care of Feng Yuze. Feng Yuze only recovered from being in bed for two days.
"Yiyi, tomorrow is the queen's birthday and our entry into the palace." Feng Yuze looked at Yan Yiyi who turned around to put the bowl and said slowly.
He didn't want Yiyi to go, but how could he be absent from the Queen's birthday banquet? If Yiyi was left alone in the palace, he would be afraid of being laughed at.
"Oh, do you need to prepare anything?" Yan Yiyi thought about what she should prepare for the queen's birthday banquet.
"No, just follow me." Feng Yuze shook his head. He had never prepared anything for the Queen's birthday party.
It's the same this time, because she doesn't deserve it.
"Okay!" Yan Yiyi nodded. She didn't want to prepare a gift for that woman because she was bored when she saw her. The main reason was that Amo didn't like that woman.
Feng Yuze smiled slightly, and Yan Yiyi smiled back at Feng Yuze. The two of them knew each other tacitly, and they both understood who the other hated.
The next day, Yan Yiyi and Feng Yuze got up early and prepared everything to enter the palace. To be honest, this was Yan Yiyi's second time entering the palace. The first time was the rumor. They didn't know what they would encounter this time.
She vaguely felt that there would be spearheads directed at her today, but she had not forgotten the words Jun Ruoling left after she left.
But this Jun Ruoling could actually go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion and stay there for four or five days without returning to the Prince's Mansion. She seemed really angry.
"Yiyi, what are you thinking about?" Feng Yuze called out when he saw Yan Yiyi looking at the inner courtyard of the palace in trance.
Yan Yiyi came back to her senses and shook her head at Feng Yuze, then said, "We went in just to sigh. This is my second time to come to this magnificent palace."
It's so colorful and bright, but what is hidden behind this light? How many people have fought to death for this lofty throne, and how many people have lost their families and families for this so-called throne?
"Yiyi, I'm going to court first. You go to the Royal Garden for a walk first. This is the token. If anyone is in trouble, just take out the token, you know?"
Feng Yuze handed a personal iron plaque to Yan Yiyi and gave detailed instructions. Yan Yiyi nodded and took the token.
"Brother Ze, just go, there is no one in this palace who can deal with Yiyi." Yan Yiyi raised her head and smiled at Feng Yuze, telling him to rest assured.
Although Feng Yuze was still worried, he had not gone to court for several days. Of course, when he entered the palace this time, he went to pay homage to his father first, so he strode towards the main hall.
Feng Yuze ordered a little palace maid to take Yan Yiyi around. Yan Yiyi refused the little palace maid's kindness and wandered aimlessly in the imperial garden.