After the people in the clinic hurriedly carried the man who was vomiting blood into the side room in the backyard, Mu Chenshuang also figured out the several toxins accumulated in the man's body, and carefully prescribed a medicine.
She handed the prescription to Doctor Li and said to him, "Treat him according to this prescription for two days, and then take his pulse to see how he is doing."
Doctor Li readily agreed and took the prescription to get the medicine himself.
At this time, inside the Yangju Hall of the palace.
Taking advantage of the fact that the Imperial Noble Consort was not by Emperor Feng Guche's side today, Feng Xilan personally appeared before Feng Guche carrying a food box.
Feng Guche seemed to be in good spirits today. When he saw Feng Xilan, his expression was calm, without the impatience he had shown in the previous two days.
"What are you holding in your hand?" Feng Guche raised his eyes and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
At that moment, Feng Xilan met Feng Guche's eyes. Although his eyes still held a hint of coldness and majesty, they seemed to hold more vicissitudes and darkness.
The look in Feng Guche's eyes was like that of an elderly person who had been tormented by illness for a long time, and it was quite surprising to see it there.
Unfortunately, he had been so immersed in the pain of losing his beloved that he hadn't noticed it until Mu Chenshuang reminded him that he suddenly realized it.
"Today, I visited my grandmother. She is feeling better. Looking at the imperial meal before her, she thought of my father and told me that it was my father's favorite dish, so she insisted that I bring it over."
Feng Xilan spoke respectfully and softly, trying to show his filial piety and communicate like an ordinary father and son, hoping to evoke some love and pity in Feng Guche's heart.
When Feng Xilan opened the food box, the eunuch beside Feng Guche immediately stepped forward, took the wooden food box, and carefully placed it on the table in front of Feng Guche.
Perhaps Feng Guche was touched by the Empress Dowager's affection for him, because his usually tense expression really relaxed.
Although Feng Guche was a sensitive, suspicious, stubborn, foolish, and treacherous emperor, his filial piety towards the Empress Dowager was genuine, and he even highly valued filial piety throughout the country.
This time, Feng Xilan really made the right bet.
“Yes, I’ve been so busy with state affairs lately that I almost forgot that when I was young, the Empress Dowager used to cook these dishes for me herself.” Feng Guche slowly stood up and walked to Feng Xilan.
The two stood facing each other. Feng Xilan's attitude remained humble and polite, but it was obvious that the pressure she was releasing had lessened considerably.
"It's rare that you're so thoughtful, even visiting the Empress Dowager so often." Feng Guche smiled gently and patted his shoulder. "If you want any reward, just say so."
Upon hearing this, Feng Xilan's heart stirred, and a flash of surprise crossed her bright eyes before she quickly concealed it and knelt down on the ground with a thud.
Upon seeing this, Feng Guche's gentle smile froze, and he looked down at him in confusion, asking, "What is the Crown Prince trying to do?"
"Your Majesty, I have a favor to ask for, but I fear I may be punished by Your Majesty," Feng Guche said, already kneeling on the throne in the main hall.
Seeing Feng Xilan's appearance, Feng Guche seemed to have thought of something, his thick black eyebrows immediately furrowed, and anger immediately surrounded him.
He suppressed his anger and looked down at me coldly, saying, "You haven't even said anything, how do you know I'll blame you? If you knew you deserved punishment, why did you even bother to say it?"
After saying that, Feng Guche snorted coldly, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and left, sitting back on the dragon throne.
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