"I don't think so." Feng Qingyin snorted and sneered.
"The Holy One will most likely agree. If you don't agree now, it will only make the prince feel that his request is too much. When he asks for this, he will not ask for anything else."
This is the skill of bargaining, so as not to make the prince brother feel difficult, and the prince brother may ask for other things.
Now, it is so difficult for the prince's brother to even ask for the title of concubine to his mother. Naturally, he does not dare to think too much about other things.
"I'm afraid Concubine Rong really committed suicide, otherwise, the prince will definitely investigate her."
She closed her eyes, and suddenly her mood seemed much better.
The prince's brother is in his saddest time now. If she comforts him, will he be moved?
The prince's brother... although they were both in the palace, they couldn't see each other at all on weekdays. She really missed him very much.
The carriage moved forward slowly on the road in the yard. The curtain of the carriage was blown up by the breeze, but Feng Qingyin suddenly narrowed her eyes, and a slender figure came into view.
"Is he still in the mansion?" This man seemed to have disappeared from everyone's sight for a long time. At least, she hadn't seen him in the past six months.
After Feng Jiuer disappeared, this person was completely worthless in her eyes.
Linglong was from the palace and didn't know anything about Feng Mansion. However, since the empress said so, she immediately had the carriage stop.
"Mother, what's the matter?" Linglong asked softly through the curtain.
Feng Qingyin stared at the figure in the distance. After a moment, she suddenly raised her lips: "Find some people for me..."
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The old man of the Feng family, like Nanmen Ye before, actually suffered a stroke.
When you reach a certain age, stroke is a very common symptom. At this age, it is called evil wind entering the body, and ordinary doctors cannot cure it at all.
Feng Jiuer gave him acupuncture and bloodletting, prescribed medicine, and explained the emergency measures if this symptom occurs next time, and then came out accompanied by Feng Junzhuo.
The reason why Feng Junzhuo is so concerned about the old man's health now is because he is still unable to establish a good foothold in the Feng family.
Although Feng Qingyin is now the royal concubine, he, the father, has not yet been officially titled.
But his second and third brothers were generals who guarded the border, and each of them made great contributions to Emperor Qiwen.
I am not as good as them in this aspect. If the old man leaves before he is officially banned, then if the family wants to be divided, I really don't have much chance of winning.
Of course he is unwilling to divide the family. If he can be made a Duke, then the family will not need to be divided at all. He will definitely be in charge in the future, and he can control all the Feng family's property.
As long as he doesn't divide the family, the second brother and the third brother can't divide it even if they want to. As long as they don't divide it, all resources are under his control and it's up to him to distribute them. In this way, they are all his own.
In short, he had to get a high-level status before the old man died. If Feng Qingyin hadn't become the queen, and he hadn't been regarded as the Duke of the country, and the old man had died, the second and third brothers would inevitably
Come back and divide the family property.
"So sir, when will the old man get better from this disease?" Feng Junzhuo was like a filial son at this moment, doing everything by himself, no matter how big or small.
"It is impossible to completely recover from this disease, but through cultivation and conditioning, he can slowly get better."
Feng Jiu'er might be able to guess why he was so attentive, but no matter what Feng Junzhuo's starting point was, as long as he sincerely wanted the old man to get better, it would be a good thing for Feng Jiu'er.
She added: "From now on, don't irritate Mr. Feng, don't let him have too many worries, let him keep his mind and have few desires, and eat a light diet. As long as he doesn't get sick again, he will be fine."
"Of course, if the disease develops, you must follow the method I mentioned and give him blood first to save him, and also order someone to notify me as soon as possible."
"Okay, definitely, definitely." Seeing that the old man's energy was a little better just now, Feng Junzhuo already had great trust in Feng Jiu's medical skills.
Now, Feng Jiu will do whatever he says. He must delay the old man's illness. Furthermore, he must make Feng Qingyin recover quickly.
"Sir, I don't know how much the consultation fee is. I'll have someone bring it to you now."
Feng Jiuer originally wanted to say that there would be a free clinic today, but given Feng Qingyin's suspicion, there must be more trouble in the free clinic.
After thinking for a while, she said: "In terms of medical fees..."
She stopped talking, and the figures not far away came into view. She frowned and walked over quickly.
Feng Junzhuo didn't know what was going on at first, so he followed him for a few steps and immediately saw everything in front of him clearly.
"What's going on? What's the fuss about?" Feng Junzhuo's face darkened. There were guests coming to the door, and of course he didn't like to see this kind of thing happening in the house.
Several servants holding wooden sticks in their hands immediately stopped and stepped forward to salute Feng Junzhuo: "Master!"
"What's going on?" He hit someone here, and he hit him so hard! The person who was beaten seemed to have a kind face, but this ugly face said: "This is... the... servant from Jiu'er?"
Feng Jiu'er clenched her palms tightly, her heart clenching tightly as she watched the mute slave finally get up and stand aside with his head bowed, blood dripping from his forehead.
She had always wanted to come back to see the mute slave, but she was afraid that if she took the mute slave with her, her identity would really be exposed.
She originally thought that if the mute slave could live peacefully in Feng Mansion, then there was no need to follow her. After all, no one around her would be safe.
But she didn't know that in the corner she couldn't see, the mute slave was still suffering such pain!
Maybe this was just Feng Qingyin's method. If not, why did the mute slave get beaten so hard at this time, on the day she came here, and on the only way she had to go out.
It's very possible that this is just Feng Qingyin's way of testing her.
But even if she knew she was testing him, how could she see the mute slave and ignore him?
With Feng Qingyin's current status, if she wanted to kill the mute slave, she could just beat him to death with a stick as long as he was charged with one of the following crimes.
She has now thought of the existence of Mute Slave. Even if she ignores him today and doesn't let her find out anything, at some point, if she doesn't like Mute Slave, she will still kill him.
She squeezed the palm of her hand so tightly that her nails almost dug into the flesh, and she didn't even notice.
The servant who came forward looked at Feng Junzhuo and replied: "Master, the mute slave just hit the imperial concubine. The empress is merciful and just let the slaves teach the mute slave a lesson. The slaves are punishing this sinful slave."
