Having said this, Feng Yu turned to look at Imperial Physician Hua with a hint of hint in his eyes.
"Mr. Hua, you said yes"
"Yes, yes" Dr. Hua, who had no master, nodded his head in compliance.
"Since there is such a safe method, Imperial Physician Hua, why didn't you just say it?" Emperor Cangyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his sharp gaze was like a sharp arrow shooting at Imperial Physician Hua, full of intimidation.
"Old minister, in the moment of impatience, I forgot that I deserve to die. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Imperial Physician Hua knelt on the ground and kowtowed to apologize, with cold sweat breaking out all over his body.
"I'll spare you this time. Why don't you go down and prepare the medicinal materials for the prince?" Emperor Cang Yan sternly shouted coldly.
When Dr. Hua hurriedly said goodbye and left the room and walked out of the door, he raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, breathed a big sigh of relief, and muttered:
"It really almost cost me half of my life."
In the room, Emperor Cang Yan was sitting beside Feng Yu's bed, his eyes showing traces of his father's love. Such a look was extremely rare in an emperor.
"Yu'er, did you lie to my father about the method of curing cold poison you just mentioned?"
"How dare I deceive my father? The method I just mentioned can indeed cure the cold poison in my body."
In order to make Emperor Cang Yan believe it, Feng Yu's expression was as calm as water, his eyes were as calm as water, and he continued to speak seriously.
"Father, there are no hot springs in Yanjing City. In order to treat my illness, I may have to leave Yanjing and go to the hot spring palace to stay for a period of time. Regarding the wedding with Princess Zhaohe of Xingyao Kingdom, I am afraid it will have to be postponed until my body recovers.
OK"
Feng Yu took the opportunity to point out that it was impossible for Feng Qingzhuang to hold a wedding in her current state.
"You can go to the hot springs to recuperate with peace of mind. Regarding the wedding, your father will write a letter to the emperor of Xingyao Kingdom and explain clearly to Yu'er the postponement of the wedding. When do you plan to leave?"
Thinking that father and son had just met and would be separated for some time, Emperor Cang Yan couldn't help but reveal a fatherly reluctance in his eyes.
"Of course, the sooner the better. I want to leave early tomorrow morning." Feng Yu lowered his head slightly, his eyes as deep as a well were dim and unclear, with guilt for the father in front of him, and some other factors.
"It's so fast, do you need to prepare in a hurry?" Emperor Cang Yan asked reluctantly.
Suddenly something occurred to him and he continued: "What about Princess Showa? After all, you two haven't held a wedding ceremony yet. If I go to the hot springs with you, I'm afraid it will damage Princess Showa's reputation."
"My father is polite, but since the princess is married to the Cangyan Kingdom, it is not as good as it is. Let the princess live in the Crown Prince's Mansion first, which can be regarded as an explanation to the Xingyao Kingdom." Feng Yu has his own plan, and the Crown Prince's Mansion is his own.
Even if Yin Zheng accidentally reveals some flaws, it will not be true on his own territory.
"I will do as you said and let Princess Zhaohe enter the Prince's Mansion first." Emperor Cangyan nodded in agreement, and then said: "I have been out of the palace for a long time. You have a good rest. It's time for me to return to the palace."
"My son, I'll send you off." Feng Yu said as if he was about to stand up, but Emperor Cang Yan refused.
"No need, you should just lie down and rest."
After saying this, Emperor Cang Yan left Feng Yu's dormitory and returned to the palace amid the eunuch's shout of "Get up!"
Because he had to leave early tomorrow morning, Feng Yu got up immediately after Cang Yan Emperor left, walked to the table, sat down, and called out
"Wind Shadow"
"Master, what's the matter?" Feng Ying flashed into the house like a ghost.
"We are going to the Hot Spring Palace early tomorrow morning. After you go down and make arrangements, you will personally take Xuanyi Wei to the post house to connect the silver zheng to the Prince's Mansion and at the same time let out the news that we are going to the Hot Spring Palace to recuperate tomorrow.
, I believe some people will definitely take action." Feng Yu's deep pupils shone with a sly light, and there was a gentle smile on his face, but it gave people a sense of a fox.
"Yes, it's just that after Miss Yinzheng arrives at the Crown Prince's Mansion, will she live in the Phoenix Tower originally prepared for the Crown Princess, or will she?" Feng Ying asked, looking embarrassed.
"The Phoenix Tower was specially prepared by me for Qingzhuang. Before she moves in first, no one except the cleaning staff is allowed to enter the Phoenix Tower, even for a visit."
This sentence undoubtedly gave Feng Ying the answer
"My subordinates know"
After Feng Ying finished speaking, the strange figure blew by like a breeze and disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye, going to do the things Feng Yu had told him.
…
In Room 1 of Tianzi in Qingyuange Inn, Wu Jingyu stood by the window, looking at the lake.
The biting cold wind blew by, causing thin ripples on the lake surface, continuously pushing into the distance.
"Mo Yue, you said that Mo Yin went to the Prince's Mansion to inquire about information. How come he hasn't come back after being there for so long?"
Looking at the sparkling lake, Wu Jingyu didn't even turn his head, and there was a trace of anxiety in Qingyue's voice.
"Should be back soon," said Mo Yue behind him
Just finished saying that, really talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here
There were footsteps outside the door, and Mo Yin returned to the inn with an ugly expression, crossed the threshold, stood behind Wu Jingyu, and truthfully reported the information he had found.
"Young Master, there is news from the Crown Prince's Mansion that the plan to seal the Crown Prince has failed and that the Crown Prince will leave for the hot spring palace to recuperate early tomorrow morning. When my subordinate came back just now, he saw Feng Ying leading Xuan Yiwei to go to the post in person.
The pavilion picked up Miss Yin Zheng who was disguised as Miss Feng and entered the Prince's Mansion."
"Damn Feng Fox, you still have time to go to the hot spring palace to recuperate. If I had known that your ghost idea was unreliable, I would have taken Zhuang'er and gone directly to the Yongfu Mausoleum in Wolong Mountain to dig your ancestral graves."
Wu Jingyu angrily clenched his hands into fists and punched the window frame. Suddenly, a piece of the wooden window frame was missing.
Suddenly, there was only a crisp sound of "ping ping ping ping" outside the door, like the sound of a tea cup being broken.
"Mo Yin, go take a look, what's going on?" Wu Jingyu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he ordered coldly.
Mo Yin's body swayed and he rushed to the door. When he opened the door, he saw Mu Furong squatting on the ground picking up the broken teacups and teapots.
"I really can't tell that Miss Furong still has the habit of eavesdropping." Wu Jingyu twitched the corners of his lips evilly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and sneered.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation. Just now, I wanted to deliver a pot of hot tea in person. When I walked to the door, I heard that you wanted to go to Wolong Mountain. I was so panicked that I accidentally knocked over the tea set in my hand.
You are so courageous, that is where the dragon vein of the Feng family is located, and all the ancestors of the Feng family are buried in this mountain." Mu Furong put away the broken tea sets on the ground, stood up, walked into the room and whispered.
Mo Yin and Mo Yue exited the room and closed the door like two cold-faced gods guarding the door to prevent anyone from hearing anything from the partition wall.
"What does the location of Feng's dragon veins have to do with me? Who told their ancestors to die and not let people worry about bringing a thousand-year-old jade bed into the mausoleum?" Wu Jingyu raised his handsome eyebrows slightly and said arrogantly
"But I heard that there are many mechanisms in the mausoleum. It will be very dangerous if you go in." Mu Furong's clear voice was like a gurgling stream, sweet to the ear.
"In order to save Zhuang'er, I dare to break into even a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, let alone a lifeless, cold mausoleum specially prepared for the dead." Wu Jingyu disagreed, with a firm look in his eyes
"The girl named Zhuang'er must be Mr. Wu's sweetheart. What is love in the world? It only teaches life and death. Girl Zhuang'er is so lucky to have a man who loves her so deeply that he would even sacrifice his life for her."
Mu Furong's clear eyes showed a trace of envy, and her heart felt a slight tingling.
After saying that, Mu Furong lowered her head and pondered for a moment. When she raised her head again, her dark and clear eyes showed a firmness, as if she had made some decision. She looked at Wu Jingyu and said very seriously.
"Master Wu, I have decided that if you really plan to break into the tomb in Wolong Mountain for Miss Zhuanger, I can help you."
"Miss Furong, don't be ridiculous. You already said that there are many mechanisms in the Wolong Mountain Mausoleum. It's not as simple as just climbing the mountain and having fun." Wu Jingyu smiled in disbelief.
"Do you think I'm joking?" Mu Furong looked more serious than ever before.
"Then how are you going to help me?"
Seeing that Mu Furong didn't look serious as she was joking, Wu Jingyu was stunned for a moment, but he believed it a little, and then asked
"You may not believe it, but I happen to have the structural and mechanical diagrams of the Wolong Mountain Mausoleum in my hands." Mu Furong's clear voice sounded like a beautiful note slowly in the room, and she continued.
"My ancestor happened to be the chief craftsman in charge of the Wolong Mountain Mausoleum more than a hundred years ago. Perhaps he had expected that the day when the mausoleum was built would be the day of his death, so my great-great-grandfather drew the design drawings of the Wolong Mountain Mausoleum.
When the time comes, he prepares an extra copy and hides it. After all, this is his life's hard work."
"Really? That's great. It seems that there is no perfect way. Please hurry up and bring it to me to have a look." Wu Jingyu's handsome face showed a smile and he urged eagerly.
"I can show you the blueprints, but I have a condition. When you stationed at Wolong Mountain and break into the mausoleum, you must take me with you. If you agree, I will go get the mausoleum blueprints now." Mu Furong's dark and smart eyes flashed
With a hint of cunning, he took the opportunity to put forward conditions
"This is no problem, you go and get it quickly." Wu Jingyu was very anxious at the moment. He just wanted to see the mausoleum drawings as soon as possible. In this way, he could steal the thousand-year-old jade bed and have more hope of rescuing Feng Qingzhuang.
"I'll go right away"
After saying that, Mu Furong walked towards her house.
"Mo Yue, go ask Zhuge Yu to come to my room." Wu Jingyu suddenly thought that Zhuge Yu could know the whereabouts of the thousand-year-old Nuan Jade Bed, and he might be related to the person in the Wolong Mountain Mausoleum who died more than a hundred years ago.
It’s unclear whether there is any close relationship between the founding ancestors of the People’s Republic of China.