Qingyun glanced inside, turned around and closed the door.
"Eunuch, the prince has been acting the same these days. If the emperor really wants his life, I'm afraid..." The eunuch met Qingyun's gaze and lowered his voice as much as possible: "Qingyun, do you believe me?"
Qingyun looked at him and nodded.
"good."
The Grand Eunuch nodded, took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards Zhan Yuheng.
He came and sat down next to Zhan Yuheng, stretched out his hand and grabbed the wine bottle in Zhan Yuheng's hand.
Zhan Yuheng may not know, but Qingyun knows very well that the Grand Eunuch just casually put a pill into the wine pot.
"Your Majesty, it's me."
The Grand Eunuch stopped Zhan Yuheng from continuing to drink, looked at him, and said softly.
Zhan Yuheng's eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, which made people feel distressed.
"You're here."
He looked at the Grand Eunuch and curled his lips slightly, "You're not in the palace?
Why did you come out?"
In just one year, Zhan Yuheng has gone through more things than he had experienced in the previous twenty years.
"I can't stay in this palace any longer."
The Grand Eunuch smiled and let go of the wine bottle in his hand, "The villain can only come out to have fun, hahaha..." He looked at the open wine jar on the table, took a cup and held the wine jar with both hands.
, fill the cup.
The Grand Eunuch picked up the wine glass and looked at Zhan Yuheng.
"Your Majesty, come on, let's have a drink!"
"good."
Zhan Yuheng smiled, picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth again.
The Grand Eunuch and Qingyun both looked at him momentarily.
Finally, Zhan Yuheng drank all the wine in the jug before putting it down.
When he put down the wine bottle, the Grand Eunuch also took a big gulp of the wine in the cup in his hand.
Zhan Yuheng seemingly casually placed the little golden chrysanthemum he had hidden in his palm in his arms, and looked at the Grand Eunuch with a faint smile.
"You also know that the person in the palace now is not Di Wuya, right?"
"The real Emperor Wuya is the Nine Emperors Uncle, not the Eighth Emperors Uncle, and certainly not the Eighth Emperors Uncle."
Zhan Yuheng shook his head and stretched out his hand to get the wine jar. When he wanted to get the wine jar, his body leaned forward and fell on the table.
"Your Majesty."
Qingyun strode over.
The Grand Eunuch looked up at him and took out a map from his arms.
He spread the map flat on the table and waved his hand: "Qingyun, come here."
Qingyun came to the low table, sat on the blanket, and looked at the Grand Eunuch: "Grand Eunuch, what medicine did you give the prince?"
"Don't worry! He will wake up in three days, but during these three days, you must bring him here."
The Grand Eunuch raised his eyes and glanced at Qingyun, then pointed to a place on the map.
"As long as you can get here safely, my people will arrange to take you out of Beimu Country."
"The prince is kind by nature and is not suitable to stay here. You can take him away and let him become a free king. If he stays here, he will die sooner or later."
The Grand Eunuch looked at Qingyun and sighed lightly.
"Leave now. I've prepared the carriage. It's at the back door of the palace."
"However, it is a carriage transporting hay. For the time being, we can only aggrieve the prince."
"Qingyun, the prince treats you with great kindness. You have to risk your life to escort him out safely."
"When the prince wakes up, you can say that it was Feng Jiuer's idea."
"Feng Jiuer didn't want to see him die, so she arranged all this for him so that he would never let her down."
"Qingyun, remember, you must not look back or stop. Leave according to the route I arranged. Remember this!"
The Grand Eunuch took out a small bottle from his arms and stuffed it into Qingyun's hand.
"There is medicine here. If the prince is suspicious and wants to turn back, give him another medicine until he doesn't look back for this reason."
"The Ninth Prince will attack soon. As long as the Prince doesn't come back, the Emperor won't have time to take care of his affairs for a while."
"This is the most appropriate time to leave. Qingyun, go and prepare. I don't know when the emperor is going to make his move. I need to leave now. I can't hesitate any longer."
Qingyun put away the medicine bottle and map and asked in a low voice: "Grand Eunuch, won't you follow us and leave?"
"I don't have much time left, where can I run?
Something happened unexpectedly, I still have some things to arrange, so please go and leave me alone."
The Grand Duke waved his hands and stood up.
"Emperor Qiwen has been kind to me, and the prince has treated me well. I hope to leave some blood for Emperor Qiwen."
"The emperor has no excuse to take back the military power in the hands of the Seventh Prince. I hope that the Ninth Prince is the real Emperor Wuya."
"Based on the friendship between the Ninth Prince and the Seventh Prince, he will not harm the Seventh Prince. As long as we send His Highness the Crown Prince, no, our Prince, away."
"Qingyun, go get ready and set off immediately."
"yes."
Qingyun nodded, turned around, and strode out.
Less than half an hour later, at the back door of the Prince Regent's palace, a man dressed as a groom was driving a carriage filled with hay, walking down the road.
...In the camp in Yicheng, Feng Jiuer checked Di Feimu's wounds and helped him pull up his clothes.
The man sitting not far away, seemingly flipping through a book, but with a dark face, closed the book.
"You can get out."
He glanced at Di Feimu and said calmly.
Di Feimu stood up, met his gaze, and was adjusting his clothes.
"Jiu'er, come over to my place tomorrow night. I don't want to run back and forth every day."
"Emperor Feimu."
Di Wuya stared at Di Feimu and frowned.
"I am here."
Di Feimu glanced at him, lowered his head and pulled up his sleeves, "Your Highness, what are your orders?"
"She is your sister-in-law."
Di Wuya reminded in a deep voice.
Di Feimu curled his lips and looked back at Feng Jiu'er: "Jiu'er, are you married?"
"This lady is single."
Feng Jiuer threw the bandage off Di Feimu's body into the barrel and glanced sideways at Di Wuya.
"Next one!"
Di Wuya felt uncomfortable, but he did not dare to delay. He opened his long legs and approached Feng Jiu'er.
In his tent, a screen was prepared, and a low bed was specially built behind the screen.
These days, whether they are treating Di Wuya or Di Feimu, as long as they need to take off their clothes, they will definitely come to this special treatment room.
However, if no one else is around, this screen generally does not need to be pulled up.
To be precise, when Feng Jiuer was treating Di Feimu, Di Wuya did not allow him to touch the screen.
He couldn't accept his woman being alone with another man, even if he was only two feet away.
When Di Wuya passed by, he glanced at Di Feimu again: "Get out!"
Not only did Di Feimu not leave, but he also followed him.
Di Wuya came behind the screen, frowned lightly, turned around and pulled the screen.
Unexpectedly, Di Feimu pushed the screen, looked at him, and said softly: "I'm sorry! I don't trust you to be alone."
