After the wound was completely cleaned and the blood around the wound was wiped clean, Feng Yu took Fan Wang's pulse again. After that, she became more sure of this point in her heart. The weak King Fan should never be as weak as he is now.

So, all this, is he pretending on purpose?

The blood can be completely replaced by other people's blood, and the pulse can also be faked by taking drugs. These two points are by no means difficult, but why?Why did King Fan do this?

In an instant, an alarm bell sounded in Feng Yu's heart, as if she had fallen into a well-laid trap.

Feng Yu hastened to think quickly, but she didn't reveal anything on the surface, and she even sprinkled golden sore medicine on Fan Wang's wound, and then carefully bandaged Fan Wang.

"My lord, are you okay? How are you feeling now?" Fan Ji, who had been supporting Fan Wang's upper body behind Feng Yu after dressing up, quickly lowered his head and asked Fan Wang.

King Fan shook his head, "I'm fine."

Feng Yu then took out another small porcelain bottle from her sleeve, and poured out a dark brown round pill from the small porcelain bottle, intending to feed it to King Fan.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Fan Ji, behind King Fan, grabbed Feng Yu's wrist and asked with squinted eyes.

"Life-saving medicine." Feng Yu replied simply, asking the other party to let go.

Fan Ji was still a little skeptical.

King Fan coughed weakly, half opened his eyes, looked at Feng Yu and said to Fan Ji who was behind him: "I trust her."

"But the lord..." Fan Ji wanted to say something more, but under Fan Wang's eyes, he swallowed all the rest of the words, let go of Feng Yu's wrist, and at the same time took the pill in Feng Yu's hand, and ordered Bring water up and feed King Fan himself.

Feng Yu watched calmly.

When Fan Ji fed King Fan, he put the pill in his palm, with his palm facing King Fan and the back of his hand facing Feng Yu.

It is almost a very common way of feeding medicine!But Feng Yu couldn't help sneering in her heart, this was really a good show, she was almost sure that Fan Ji had quietly changed his medicine the moment he fed King Fan.

In other words, the medicine that Fan Wang swallowed into his stomach at this moment was not the one that Fan Ji took from her hand.

And according to King Fan's position and line of sight, it is absolutely impossible for King Fan not to see it.

They played it on purpose for her.

"Will the prince be fine soon after taking the medicine?" Fan Ji put down the teacup in his hand and asked Feng Yu.

Feng Yu smiled and nodded, "This medicine can protect King Fan's heart. King Fan will take a short rest so that someone can prepare a carriage and go to Li City on horseback, where he can recuperate in the Prince Li's mansion in Li City. As for the crown prince According to King Fan's state, I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in the enthronement ceremony." While speaking, Feng Yu did not miss any expression on King Fan's face, and the last sentence concealed a temptation.

Fan Ji frowned, and said displeasedly: "King Fan is in this state now, with such a serious injury, how can he hurry?"

"What does King Fan mean?" Feng Yu looked at King Fan and asked.

"Fan Ji, don't be rude. Of course, this king will participate in the crown prince's enthronement ceremony. This king...cough cough...how could this king miss it. This king is fine. I can even ride a horse..." Fan Wang angrily scolded Fan Ji, who was behind him, was about to stand up, but just as soon as he moved, he fell back to his seat, coughing uncontrollably.

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