After all, he was her grandson. Although Old Madam Feng was angry with Feng Yu, she couldn't help but think of him. She could make a scene at home, no matter how much she wanted. But Feng Yu had actually gone to the Emperor for help—wasn't that a blatant slap in the Emperor's face? If the Emperor were to accuse him of unfair treatment in a fit of anger, it would be enough to give the Imperial Uncle's family a hard time. Thinking of this, Old Madam Feng rolled her eyes again.
"Someone come here quickly and fetch a doctor! The old lady has fainted."
When the Empress Dowager's wife saw that the old lady had fainted again, she hurriedly summoned the doctor.
Currently, only the Empress Dowager is present at the Imperial Uncle's residence, while the Imperial Uncle, along with Feng Yun and his son, are waiting at the palace gate for news. It should be noted that Feng Yu's trip is no joke; he fears the Emperor's wrath could lead to his death.
"The Imperial Uncle, who is protecting the Empress, sent me to deliver a message that His Majesty has dispatched a sedan chair to escort Young Master Feng back. He has already set off and will arrive at the palace gate soon."
Lord Bo Xiu and the complex people at the gate waited for a long time before finally receiving the news and were able to breathe a sigh of relief. However, before Feng Yu could even come out of the palace, he saw the terrifying scene at the Imperial Uncle's residence and rushed over.
"Feng San, what happened? Why are you in such a panic?"
When the Imperial Brother-in-law saw the servants rushing over, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He had come from the mansion, and when he entered, the old lady was furious; it seemed something bad had happened.
"Your Excellency, please reply quickly. The old lady is probably too late."
As Feng Shan spoke, she knelt down. The Imperial Uncle was in a panic. He had expected the old lady to have a relapse, but he hadn't expected her to be so ill. He didn't even have time to wait for Feng Yu's sedan chair to come out of the palace, so he left Feng Yun alone and hurriedly returned to his residence.
"How is the old lady?"
When the Imperial Brother-in-Law arrived, Madam Bo was giving Old Madam Feng stomach medicine, but Old Madam Feng couldn't open her mouth, and all the medicine she was given flowed down her chin.
"The doctor said it was caused by internal heat attacking the heart, resulting in blood stasis flowing backward. It's likely that it has damaged the brain, and I don't know how long I'll be unconscious."
As the Empress Dowager spoke, she placed half a bowl of medicine on the table and sighed heavily. She feared that the medicine prescribed by the doctor would be impossible to administer.
The emperor's brother-in-law was at a loss. After all, the doctor who treated the old lady was an excellent physician who had spent most of his time at the mansion treating her and knew her grandson intimately. Seeking another doctor seemed unlikely. The doctor in the picture had made an accurate assessment; since the blood had flowed backward, the chances of recovery were slim.
"Master, a young Taoist priest has arrived outside the Madam's residence, saying that someone in our household is about to..."
The housekeeper stopped there, glanced at the old lady lying on the bed, and continued.
"That is indeed very accurate. However, the old lady only had two children in her life, you and the Empress. He said that the old lady had three children in her life, which is somewhat inaccurate."
Originally, the emperor's brother-in-law did not take the young Taoist priest seriously, thinking he was just a swindler who came to beg for alms. However, when he heard from the steward that the young Taoist priest actually said that the old lady doctor had three children, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
Indeed, the old lady had three children in her life, but the third child was somewhat shameful. He was not her father's child. The year after her father's death, her mother became pregnant inexplicably. Because the child was of dubious origin, she dared not let others know. So, under the pretext of going to the countryside to escape the summer heat, she secretly aborted the child.
Besides Le, who was young at the time, he also had an old nanny who lived with his mother, but she had passed away. Now, besides his mother and him, probably no one else in the world knows about this. The young Taoist priest actually knew about this; he must be quite capable. So, the steward was summoned by a wave of his hand.
The Empress Dowager stood aside without saying a word, thinking that the Emperor was grasping at straws in his desperation, but she could understand his feelings.
"What is the purpose of your visit, young Taoist priest?"
Although the Grand Master was surprised that the young Taoist knew that her mother had three children, he still spoke to the young Taoist in a disbelieving tone.
"My Taoist name is Qiufeng. The reason I came to your residence is because I have divined that I am destined for an unlucky marriage."
As Master Qiufeng spoke, he waved his whisk and gave the Imperial Uncle a Taoist salute.
"The whole capital knows that the Emperor ate two of his wives for my sake. So many people know this. How can I believe you when you say this?"
Although Lord Guo Xiu said this, he instructed the steward to serve Qiu Feng a cup of tea. After sitting down, Daoist Qiu Feng did not drink the tea, but continued speaking.
"Of these two marriages, one can ensure the prosperity of your Feng family for a thousand years, while the other is extremely detrimental to your Feng family."
As Master Qiufeng spoke, he smiled slightly.
"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. The reason why the leader said these things to you is because the old lady in your household is a blessed person, and this humble Taoist is also seeking some spiritual cultivation."
After Master Qiufeng finished speaking, he got up and bowed to the Imperial Uncle again before leaving.
"The steward will give this young Taoist priest a big red envelope."
The Imperial Uncle was skeptical of what Daoist Qiufeng said, but knowing the proper etiquette of getting home, he instructed his steward to withdraw a large red envelope from the account and give it to Daoist Qiufeng.
"Master Qiufeng, did your journey go smoothly?"
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