The effect of threatening with food was immediate, and Wanyue immediately became obedient.
Feng Shiwu breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the medicine bowl from the table again. He scooped up a spoonful and blew on it. When the temperature dropped and it no longer felt so hot, Feng Shiwu held the spoon to Wanyue's lips and said in a soft voice, "Master, open your mouth and drink the medicine."
Wanyue glanced at the black medicine in the spoon, then opened her mouth and quickly drank the medicine.
As long as I'm fast enough, the bitter taste of the medicine won't catch up with me!
A few minutes later, Feng Shiwu put down the empty medicine bowl, took out a piece of candied fruit and handed it to Wanyue.
Wanyue quickly took it and stuffed it directly into her mouth.
The sweet taste of the candied fruit spread in her mouth, and Wanyue felt like she was coming back alive.
What kind of medicine is this? It’s so bitter!
I drank so fast, why was it still surrounded by bitterness?
Am I not fast enough?
Next time I will just finish a bowl. As long as I am fast enough and move hard enough, I don’t believe it will still be bitter!
After drinking the medicine, the effect started to take effect soon.
Wanyue yawned, crawled into the bed with her hands raised, slowly closed her eyes, and soon the sound of even breathing could be heard.
Feng Shiwu reached out to cover Wanyue with the quilt, picked up the empty bowl, stood up, closed the door gently, and left the inner hall.
Outside, Prince Ming and Feng Chenmu Qingli sat face to face, and their expressions were very solemn.
Seeing Feng Shiwu coming out, Prince Ming hurriedly asked, "Is Yue'er asleep?"
Feng Shiwu nodded, "The master just drank the medicine and fell asleep."
Prince Ming looked much calmer. He thought it would be better if he slept. His precious daughter had suffered.
…
Half a month later, the wound on Wanyue's hand had gradually healed.
The day for removing the stitches finally arrived, and Wanyue looked refreshed.
It’s great that I don’t have to raise my ugly chubby hands and stay up late every day.
"Hurry, hurry, tear it down for me."
The imperial physician beside him was terrified. "Princess, your wound has only healed, but it's not completely healed yet. You can't do such violent movements."
Feng Shiwu stepped forward and held down Wanyue's restless hands. Wanyue pouted with a look of grievance.
Because Feng Shiwu was there, the imperial physician successfully removed the stitches, changed the medicine, and then re-bandaged Wanyue's hand.
After the imperial physician left, Wanyue raised her hands with a surprised expression as if she had been struck by lightning.
Who can tell her why the bun-making hand is still there?
Aren’t they all demolished?
Feng Shiwu walked over with a bowl of medicine, a faint smile in his eyes.
"Master, drink the medicine."
Wanyue didn't respond, but raised her chubby hands and stared at everyone.
Feng Shiwu continued, "Master, if the medicine is not mixed, it will get cold, and it will be more bitter when it gets cold."
Wanyue immediately dropped her wrapped hand, turned around, took the medicine bowl with her unwrapped hand, tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking, Wanyue held the empty bowl, blinked, and waited quietly.
A minute later, Wanyue angrily stuffed the empty bowl to Feng Shiwu.
Feng Shiwu took the empty bowl and handed over the candied fruit he had prepared long ago, "Master, eat this."
Wanyue took it and put it into her mouth.
But he still had an angry expression on his face.
This time she was obviously fast and fierce enough, but why was it still so painful?
This is unscientific!
Feng Shiwu walked out with the empty bowl, leaving Wanyue sitting alone on the chair, doubting her life.
In the evening, a group of people gathered together for dinner, and then all sat in Feng Chen's study.
Seeing that everyone was present, Feng Chen stated the purpose of gathering everyone here.
"The mastermind behind the group of men in black has been found."
Prince Ming, who had a hot temper, was the first to slam the table and ask, "Who?"
Which vicious creature did this cruel thing?
How dare you touch the precious daughter of the Ming King? Do you really think he is a vegetarian?
As Prince Ming spoke, everyone else's eyes turned to Feng Chen.
Feng Chen's face darkened as he spoke, "It's the prince."
"I tortured the men in black for over half a month, and one of them confessed, saying they were all under the orders of the Crown Prince."
Prince Ming: "Crown Prince? If I remember correctly, the thing that happened to the Third Prince a few days ago was also done by the Crown Prince, right?"
Just a few days ago, the whereabouts of the Third Prince, who led his troops to suppress bandits, were revealed, and he was ambushed by a group of bandits. In the end, even his body was not found.
The final clues found also pointed to the prince. Although there was no definite evidence, in the eyes of others, the prince had become a cruel and ruthless person who harmed his brothers.
Because of this incident, the emperor was furious and had been finding fault with the prince in the court for several days. Recently, there were floods and plagues in the south, so the emperor directly sent the prince there.
If you are not careful, you may lose your life.
After all, the plague is no joke.
Feng Chen leaned back in his chair, looking thoughtful.
Including the last time Qing'er was assassinated, this is the second time.
If the mastermind behind this is really the prince, then the prince has finally become his enemy.
Unlike Feng Chen's contemplation, Prince Ming immediately made a final decision, "The Crown Prince hurt my precious daughter, and I will fight him to the death!"
Because Wanyue was injured, Prince Ming lost his mind.
After scolding the prince who was the mastermind behind the incident for a while, Prince Ming slapped Feng Chen on the arm and said, "Feng Chen, do you want to be the emperor?"
Feng Chen: ???!!!!
Feng Chen was confused. Prince Ming, what are you talking about?
How dare you say such outrageous words?
Everyone in the room, except Wanyue, was more or less shocked by Prince Ming's words.
Prince Ming's expression did not seem fake, and Feng Chen also became serious, "Uncle Lu, you are joking."
Strictly speaking, Feng Chen should call Prince Ming "father-in-law", but because Feng Chen did not like the original owner, Prince Ming also disliked Feng Chen, and the two of them never called each other "father-in-law" or "wise official".
Even calling him uncle was the first time.
Prince Ming frowned, "Who's kidding you? I'm seriously asking you, young man Feng, do you want to be the emperor?"
The Crown Prince hurt his precious daughter and still wants to keep his position as Crown Prince?
dream!
Feng Chen was about to shake his head and refuse when Prince Ming continued, "The Crown Prince has done this so many times in secret. Who knows, there might be another time. Can you guarantee that we'll be so lucky next time?"
For the first time, Mu Qingli was injured.
This time, Wanyue was injured.
If there is a next time, who can guarantee that the two of them will be able to escape unscathed and safe?
Feng Chen fell silent after being asked.
Prince Ming continued, "In order to prevent similar incidents from happening again, we must address the root of the problem and bring down the Crown Prince. I don't believe he can get back up again!"
Feng Chen was persuaded.
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