Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

"Well, go down." Fu Pingyan put down his pen, nodded faintly, looked at the moon outside the window and fell into meditation.

The next morning.

The news of Miao Zhuzhu's death immediately spread all over Kyoto. The emperor was also in the court. He just pretended to comfort him and asked Miao Huan to go back to rest.

Fu Pingyan looked at the emperor in front of him. He couldn't help sneering at his hypocritical appearance.

The Miao family suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Shen Zhuohua, Hai Mingzhu and Chen Mo'er are drinking tea there, listening to the people's detailed talk after dinner.

"Miao Zhuzhu didn't expect to die. She would die in the hands of the crown prince." Shen Zhuohua sniffed.

"What about her? That woman is a madman." Chen Mo'er couldn't help laughing and took a sip of the tea cup.

At this time——

He saw the servants of the Chen family panting over, "Miss, it's bad, old general... Old general is critically ill."

"What are you talking about?" Chen Mo'er suddenly got up from his chair and looked at the slave in front of him.

"The master asked the servant to inform you and let you go home last year." he said here, and the servant also breathed steadily.

Chen Mo'er hurried out when he heard the speech. Shen Zhuohua and Hai Mingzhu looked at each other and followed.

When he entered Nian's house, he saw the imperial doctor coming out of it, and his face was embarrassed.

"How's my grandfather?" Chen Mo'er asked hurriedly after seeing him.

"Princess, I've checked for the old general. The old general is old and it's normal for him to suffer from persistent diseases. But now... I can only do my best."

Doctor Huang sighed and looked embarrassed.

"Please prescribe the medicine." Donglin Wang sat there with a worried look.

"Yes." doctor Huang walked aside and sat down with the prescription.

"Grandpa... Open your eyes and look at Mo'er." Chen Mo'er hurried into the room and looked at where general Nian was lying, motionless.

"Mo'er, don't be sad. The old general will be fine." Hai Mingzhu comforted softly.

"You should ask the imperial doctor to see if there is a good treatment." Shen Zhuohua stood there with a faint opening.

"Yes, yes." Chen Mo'er's eyes were also flustered. He hurried up from the ground and rushed out. Haimingzhu saw her empty feet and hurried out.

Seeing no one in the room, "old general, are you really all right?" Shen Zhuohua stood there and said calmly.

"It's all right. Don't worry. I'm just tired." for a while. The old general spoke slowly and fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Zhuohua was relieved to get his response.

Standing in the yard and looking at the busy figure, Shen Zhuohua gently comforted Chen Mo'er, "Mo'er doesn't have to worry."

Seeing him crying sadly, Shen Zhuohua couldn't bear to comfort him secretly.

"Hmm?" Chen Mo'er looked at him suspiciously, just for a moment and continued to cry.

"Hey... Zhuohua, Miss Hai, go back first. Now that your father-in-law is ill, don't give you the disease gas." Donglin Wang shook his head helplessly when he saw Chen Mo'er crying.

"Yes." Shen Zhuohua and Chen Mo'er leaned slightly and went out.

Out of Nian's house, Hai Mingzhu went out and looked at Shen Zhuohua. "Zhuohua, will the old general be all right?"

"I don't know, but the situation doesn't seem very good..." Shen Zhuohua looked at the sea pearl in front of him with worry in his eyes.

Seeing this, haimingzhu just sighed, and then got on the carriage, "I'll see Mo'er again tomorrow."

"OK." Shen Zhuohua watched her go away with a faint smile.

In the carriage.

"Miss, someone has been watching us just now. Fortunately, you didn't tell the truth." the moon shadow said softly.

Shen Zhuohua just glanced faintly and didn't say much. He leaned against the carriage to sleep.

In the palace.

Chi Ming looked at the imperial doctor in front of him and narrowed his eyes. "What's the situation of the old general?"

"Tell the emperor that the veteran army is not doing well. It seems that he is poisoned, but he doesn't want to. Wei Chen doesn't know. He can only do his best." doctor Huang knelt on the ground and saluted hurriedly.

"You are the head of the imperial hospital. I can trust your medical skills. Anyway, you must save the old general, or I will kill you." Chi Ming still looked worried.

"Yes, I understand." doctor Huang was cold and nodded in a hurry.

"Get out." Chi Ming was not in a good mood and looked worried.

"Wei Chen leaves." doctor Huang quickly gets up and goes to the hospital to get medicine for him.

Chi Ming looked at the door being closed and his eyes sank. He didn't poison him last time. Now it seems that's not the case.

"Your Majesty, the king of the east sent a fake post. The old general is ill, and he will take care of the old general at Nian's house." the eunuch in charge came in from the door with a post in his hand.

"Yes, I'll send some tonics by the way. After all, I'm the Minister of brachial shares in the court." Chi Ming nodded and made a will to send someone to visit.

"Yes," said the eunuch in charge, and withdrew.

evening.

Shen Zhuohua looked at Fu Pingyan and was still wearing night clothes. He couldn't help but be stunned, "where have you been?"

"I'll bring the Miao people. There are 50 people for you. I've arranged everything. This is the whistle. Take it. As long as you blow the whistle in case of danger, someone will appear to save you." Fu Pingyan looked at her face with a smile.

He put the golden whistle in his hand in front of Shen Zhuohua.

"OK, I want to go to the Miao family tomorrow. Are you going?" anyway, it's nothing after all. I always want to see it.

"I have something to do tomorrow, so I won't go. I'm relieved to have these people to protect you." Fu Pingyan looked at the woman in front of him and took her in his arms.

"OK." Shen Zhuohua nodded slightly and said no more.

"I'm going out tonight. I can't accompany you for the time being. You can rest early in the evening." Fu Pingyan tapped her forehead and turned away.

Looking at the fiery Shen Zhuohua's show eyebrow, he didn't say much.

He sat in his chair and pondered for a long time, "come out."

At this time——

A man flew in from the window, dressed in black, with a mask on his face, and his eyes were as cold as a knife.

"What's his name?" Shen Zhuohua sat there, took a sip of the tea cup in his hand, and was very indifferent.

"Han Yi." as his name, his tone was also cold.

"Where did you live before?" Shen Zhuohua asked.