The thought that Zhu Qin was taking money from his future national treasury intensified Feng Mo Ran's murderous intent.
He thought coldly to himself, "This Zhu Qin is really courting death. He's so reckless that he dares to take away the confiscated silver that should have gone into the national treasury right in front of me."
In Feng Mo Ran's mind, Zhu Qin's final fate was almost already decided at this moment. The reason she had to temporarily let him have his way was simply because she still needed him.
Inside the Jingbian Marquis's residence, a gentle breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers filled the air around Mu Chenshuang's nose, which was as smooth as jade.
Mu Chenshuang had just returned from a free clinic and hadn't even had a chance to drink two sips of the goji berry and red date soup that Honghua had brought her when a maid from Lord Mu's courtyard rushed over to see her.
"Father is looking for me?" Mu Chenshuang paused, holding the spoon. After thinking for a moment, she put it down and followed the maid to Lord Mu's courtyard.
"Father, what's wrong?" Mu Chenshuang asked worriedly when she saw that Lord Mu's face looked unwell and he seemed to be preoccupied.
When Lord Mu saw her arrive, he quickly told her that Feng Guche had fainted in the palace yesterday and had not attended court today.
"Shuang'er, aren't your medical skills amazing? Why don't you go to the palace and take a look at the Emperor?" Lord Mu looked very worried.
Hearing what Lord Mu said, Mu Chenshuang was somewhat surprised. Although she had known for a long time that Feng Guche's condition was not right, she did not expect him to suddenly faint and become bedridden.
Mu Chenshuang's brows furrowed with deep worry. She felt that something must have gone wrong to cause Feng Guche to suddenly faint.
Most importantly, now is the time to reinvestigate the case of the Prince of Libei's rebellion. Feng Guche's sudden illness will likely bring about significant changes to the political situation.
"Father, no matter how good my medical skills are, if the Emperor doesn't summon me and doesn't agree to let me treat him, there's no way I can treat him," Mu Chenshuang sighed and spoke calmly.
After Mu Chenshuang finished speaking, Lord Mu, who was originally very anxious and worried about the situation in the court, gradually calmed down and slapped his thigh in regret, saying, "Oh dear, Father is really getting senile."
Seeing this, Mu Chenshuang comforted him, "Father, there's no need to worry too much. Tomorrow is the day I go to the palace to visit the Empress Dowager and give her a follow-up examination."
"Tomorrow, I will subtly inquire about the Emperor's condition. Even without the Emperor's decree, if the Empress Dowager orders me to treat him, I am willing to go."
"Yes, look how confused Father is. You're much better." Hearing this, Lord Mu breathed a slight sigh of relief and exclaimed.
Mu Chenshuang did not respond, but remained silent for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, before speaking again: "Father, the Emperor is now entrusting all matters to the Second Prince. I'm afraid this is not a good sign."
Mu Chenshuang looked worried. She had always felt that Feng Guche's listless and somewhat abnormal mental state was related to the Imperial Noble Consort Cang Xixue, but she always felt confused whenever she saw Cang Xixue's calm and indifferent face.
But now, she was almost certain that Feng Guche's current state was inextricably linked to Cang Xixue and Feng Mozhan.
Come to think of it, with a son like Feng Moran who is ruthless and has been plotting for many years, how could Cang Xixue really be as calm and indifferent as she appears on the surface?
Mu Chenshuang thought that Cang Xixue's forced abandonment of palace life and her years of solitary life with the Buddha and the lamp were also inextricably linked to Empress Shen Biyun.
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