The capital is still under martial law, and most of the people there are under the Regent's command.

Even if one or two people saw Lian Shenwei's traces, they would consciously keep their mouths shut.

By the time Lian Shenwei was brought back from the cliff by Feng Ke and others, the moon had already set and he was almost unconscious.

Tiannan helped Lian Shenwei to the bed, "I've never seen the master drink like this before."

The master seldom drinks in the mansion. Occasionally, when he is in a good mood, he will pour a glass of his own brewed wine in the pavilion and drink it very slowly.

Feng Ke sat beside him and felt his pulse, frowning as he said, "He used to be able to drink more, but he hasn't drunk like this in many years, and his body can't take it, so he got this drunk."

Lian Shenwei's breathing was heavy, and he was very quiet after falling into a drunken sleep. After being blown by the wind at the edge of the cliff for most of the night, his face did not turn pale, but rather rosy, and his breath was hot.

Feng Ke: "I still have a fever."

Before using his inner strength and bleeding this year, Lian Shenwei was no different from other people except for taking care of the balance of toxins in his blood. Although his physical condition was not as good as it was ten years ago, it was still within the normal range.

The previous time Luan Qingan was imprisoned in the imperial prison for a day, he suffered some punishment and was caught in the rain, which caused him to have a severe high fever.

But Lian Shenwei's current body couldn't stand such torture. Feng Ke took out the silver needle and put it aside. He had a premonition in his heart and ordered: "Go prepare the things for cooling down."

Ye Mingqin had wanted to ask Lian Shenwei long before he went on his southern tour: "Brother has lost a lot of weight and his health has deteriorated. What's going on?"

Ming Candle took the cooling wine, soaked the cotton cloth with it, and put it aside.

Tiannan glanced at his master's sister and said awkwardly, "Master Ye...Master Ye, the master will need to change his clothes later, why don't you go out first."

Feng Ke glanced at him and said while injecting needles into Lian Shenwei: "You are not an outsider, stay here."

"Don't you want to know why your brother's health has deteriorated?"

Ye Mingqin nodded.

"Well, before I answer your question, I have a few questions for you," Feng Ke looked at her. "Emperor Jingcheng has died, and the ministers in the court are all preparing for the new emperor's enthronement. You hold positions in the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Rites, and are very busy at this time. What are you doing in the Regent Palace?"

Ye Mingqin hesitated: "I..."

"It's hard to say. Let me say it for you."

Feng Ke was not polite at all, and said with a slightly sarcastic tone: "From the blockade of the capital to the death of His Majesty, everything was handled by our Regent Prince. Including the eldest prince's treason, it was he who said it alone."

"Most of the neutrals in the court tend to maintain the royal orthodoxy. Lady Ye is the step-sister of the Regent King, but she is upright and selfless, and has never shown any partiality, so she is quite respected among the neutrals."

"Your faction has always been committed to reducing the power of the Regent King in the capital. Among those who submitted a petition some time ago requesting the return of his authority to command the Black Armor Guards, do you dare to say that your name is not on the list?"

"Your Majesty has passed away. You came here just to ask if he had anything to do with His Majesty's death. And because the new emperor is young, you're afraid that he won't be able to control the regent after he ascends the throne, and his power will grow."

Ye Mingqin was silent for a moment, tacitly acquiescing: "Mr. Feng, I am the step-sister of the Regent King, but I am also a minister of the Great Sheng Dynasty."

Feng Ke: "Yes, you are a minister of the Great Sheng Dynasty, and Lian Shenwei is greedy for power and has evil ambitions. He is harmful to the country, so you must be extremely vigilant and careful."

"Let me ask you again, if one day he falls from a high position and is accused of many crimes, will you personally send him to prison?"

Ye Mingqin: "If the charges are true, yes."

"I am a lonely person, and my brother-in-law is my relative," she said seriously. "If that day really comes, I will give up my official position and go to the imperial prison to accompany him, repaying my brother-in-law's kindness and taking the blame for him. This does not contradict my impeachment of my brother-in-law. Public is public, private is private, Mingqin will not confuse the two."

The coldness in Feng Ke's eyes faded a little, and he sneered: "Too naive. I hope you can really do it."

Ye Mingqin bowed to him and said, "Mr. Feng, can you tell me the reason now?"

"I'm not letting you go. Just look for yourself."

Feng Ke took out the silver needle, took the handkerchief soaked in wine, wiped Lian Shenwei's palms first, and then undressed him.

He pulled off the thickened fabric wrapped around the outer garment and threw it on the ground.

The clothes suddenly became much emptier.

Ye Mingqin's heart sank inexplicably.

Ming Cang and Tian Nan looked normal, and it was obvious that this was not the first time they had seen this.

The collar of her clothes came undone, and even the handkerchief that Shen Wei had put in her arms fell down. Feng Ke picked it up and wanted to put it aside, but suddenly frowned, "Hmm?"

A very faint smell of blood.

He has studied medicine for more than 20 years and has a very keen nose. Even though the room was filled with the smell of alcohol, Feng Ke still accurately captured the smell of blood.

Feng Ke thought that the wound on Lian Shenwei's arm from the last bloodletting a few days ago had not healed yet. He was running a fever now, and it would be even worse if the wound got infected.

The last time I bled, I couldn’t find anywhere on my left arm, so I just made a shallow cut on my right arm.

He couldn't care about anything else for a moment, so he quickly put down the handkerchief and carefully rolled up the sleeves on both sides of Lian Shenwei. Ye Mingqin avoided his gaze for a moment, then paused and looked over.

This glance made her so confused that she didn't even care about anything else. She took a step forward and cried out, "This injury?!"

The middle of the young man's exposed arm was wrapped in clean gauze, tied very tightly. The rest of the uncovered area, including the other arm, was covered with scars.

New, old, big, small, deep, shallow, all eye-catching and stunning.

Like the marks left on some prisoners after being tortured in prison, if you look closely, they are all cuts.

Feng Ke untied the gauze and found that there were indeed scattered blood spots on it.

It's clearly scabbed over, so why is it cracking?

He moved his eyes downward and found abrasion and strangulation marks on Lian Shenwei's right wrist.

What did this guy tie to his hand before?

He vaguely guessed that it might be related to Emperor Jingcheng.

He simply applied some medicine to the wound, and wrapped the arm and wrist with a clean gauze. Feng Ke twisted the wine-soaked towel and wiped Lian Shenwei's other arm.

Tiannan saw this and said, "Mr. Feng, let me do it."

He had experience. Normally, in this situation, the master would have to continue burning until the evening of the next day before the fever would show signs of subsiding.

Feng Ke made room for him and said, "You and Ming Cang, keep track of the time. Ask me to give him an injection every hour."

Ming Candle: “Understood.”

"Master Ye, please come out."

Feng Ke closed the window before leaving. He stood at the door and waited until Ye Mingqin stood beside him before he spoke, "Did you see it?"

Ye Mingqin's eyes were a little red, but her voice was still calm.

"Please tell me, sir, what happened to my brother?"

She looked thinner than before, but she never thought that this thinness was actually the result of her brother-in-law trying his best to cover it up with cloth...

Before she left the Regent's Palace, her brother was still fine.

And the wound on her arm. She had solved many cases before and knew that those marks were not left overnight.

Feng Ke pondered for a moment.

In most cases, he was willing to follow Lian Shenwei's wishes. If this guy was awake today, he would never let Ye Mingqin know his condition.

Feng Ke really felt that it wasn't worth it for Lian Shenwei.

He has done so much, put so much thought into it, and has almost considered everyone's future, but those who are taken care of by him are all completely unaware of it. They are wary of him intentionally or unintentionally, and never hesitate to show their greatest malice.

Even his adopted sister is like this.

The trouble is that there are many things that he really can't say. If one thing is exposed, the whole body will be affected. If the things that he has kept secret from his childhood friend for so many years are accidentally exposed, it will be a big joke.

He let Ye Mingqin see it today because, firstly, he didn't want the people that Lian Shenwei really cared about to think that he was an ambitious and powerful official, and secondly, it was out of his own selfish motives.

The revenge of Fudu Villa was like a huge rock pressing on Lian Shenwei. It was painful, but as long as the hatred was there, he was not worried that Lian Shenwei had no desire to survive.

Now this stone has suddenly disappeared...

So he wanted more people to care about Lian Shenwei.

Let him feel more cared for while recuperating and stay in this world well.

Now we have to find a reasonable excuse.

Feng Ke pondered the nonsense and said, "Your brother is suffering from depression."

Ye Mingqin: "What is depression?"

"It's a mental illness. He's had it for ten years, and it's only gotten worse in the past year," Feng Ke said. "People with severe depression will lose their appetite, lose weight quickly, hurt themselves when they're emotionally depressed, and become pessimistic and depressed. The scar on his arm was incised by himself."

Ye Mingqin's expression gradually became serious.

"If you're not careful, you could be dead. When I found him on the cliff today, I was worried that he might jump off."

"Brother...how did you get this disease? I didn't even notice it when I was in the mansion."

Ye Mingqin frowned, "Is there any cure?"

Feng Ke said meaningfully: "He needs someone to accompany him, to take care of him, to make him happy. He needs medication to treat the disease. There is no other way."

After a while, Ye Mingqin responded softly: "I understand. Thank you, Mr. Feng."

Feng Ke nodded: "I understand. It's getting late, you can go now."

After leaving the Regent Palace, several of her subordinates who followed her came forward and asked, "Boss, how is it?"

Ye Mingqin said nothing and walked forward quietly.

Her impression of her brother kept changing, but she always felt like she had just met him today.

The matter of Luan Qingan colluding with the enemy has been stuck in a dead end for a long time, but apart from this matter, in many cases in the court related to his sworn brother, his sworn brother could not be completely cleared of all charges.

He did kill many people who had made contributions to the court and had no bad records.

Her mind was in a mess, but it finally stopped at the scene where she saw Lian Shenwei drunk on the edge of the cliff, the wound on her arm, and what Mr. Feng said to her.

How could someone with such a weak desire to survive have such great ambitions? Moreover, my brother's condition today was obviously not right... He disappeared after leaving the palace and was drunk on the cliff.

Ye Mingqin stopped and sighed.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Mingqin suppressed the thoughts in his mind one by one.

She glanced at the slightly green east and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's the end of the Yin hour."

"You guys go back first and prepare to enter the palace tomorrow."

"It's a chilly autumn night. Where are you going, my Lord?"

Ye Mingqin: "Liu Ji in Yonggui Lane released its first batch of salty and fragrant thousand-flavored pastry at this time. My brother loves it, so I'm going to queue up."