Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 459
Seeing that her juan handkerchief was soaked, Feng Jin gave her his own handkerchief.

Seeing that it was only embroidered with Epiphyllum flowers, not dragons or phoenixes, Mrs. Lan dared to take it and wiped away her tears.

"What are you thinking now?"

Mrs. Lan paused in wiping her tears and did not answer. Instead, she wiped away her tears carefully before raising her head with serious eyes, "He is determined to trade our mother and son for power. If that's the case, then Don't be cruel!"

Feng Jin curled the corners of her lips, showing a hint of a smile, Mrs. Lan was determined to be ruthless, then it would be easy, what was most afraid of was that Mrs. Lan was still thinking about her old friendship, and she was so involved that she refused to let go.

Thinking about it, for so many years, the husband has no concubine or roommate, can he be weak?
"Did Shizi notice anything when you entered the palace this time?"

Mrs. Lan shook her head, "I asked my confidant girl to hook him up, and then I deliberately let my concubine bump into me, and I found fault with him and quarreled with him, so I brought Yan'er into the palace."

Feng Jin couldn't help laughing, Madam Lan played it beautifully.

"You stay in the palace tonight. When he comes to pick you up tomorrow, you go back with him. Don't show any clues."

"I can save myself."

As the night was getting dark, Feng Jin asked Aunt Zhong to lead Mrs. Lan and Feng Yan to the wing room to rest, and went back to the dormitory by herself.

Wuming had already bathed and was waiting for her.

"How did it take so long? What did you say?"

Feng Jin's black and bright obsidian eyeballs rolled around, "Talk about the man's infidelity."

Wuming's eyes flashed, "Is the son unfaithful to Mrs. Lan?"

"The mind is active, but there is no real action yet."

"The mind is active, and it is not far from the real step forward."

Feng Jin was amazed, "Aren't you a man? Why don't you speak for men?"

"I'm not the same kind of man as him, why should I speak for him?"

The nameless tone was a little disdainful, "Cleaning oneself is true self-discipline and self-control, which can only be achieved by truly powerful men. Besides, to me, except for A Jin, who is a woman, all other women are not women."

Feng Jin laughed dumbfounded, "They are not women, what are they?"

"I don't know, that's how it is anyway."

Wuming couldn't tell himself, so he stretched out his hand and dragged Feng Jin onto the dragon couch, "Don't worry about other people's business, it's late at night, it's time to rest."

Feng Jin nestled in his arms, and told about Zhongshan King in detail. After Wuming finished listening, the breath in his body became cold, and he said coldly, "There are always some people who are overwhelmed and always go to Xiao Think about what you shouldn't think about! One day, I will pull out these annoying things one by one like nails! It doesn't matter whether it is King Zhongshan or King Jiangdong! Anyone who has a different heart will not be left behind!"

"I wanted Shen Wenqing to deal with this matter and asked him to send a spy to the Zhongshan Palace, but unfortunately he is still thousands of miles away."

Feng Jin said with some embarrassment, Wuming was quite puzzled, "Didn't the Zhongshan Prince's Mansion have already installed spies?"

Feng Jin glanced at him with a half-smile, "A different spy."

"What's the difference?"

Feng Jin pursed her lips, and smiled a little coldly, "I'm going to treat him in the same way! You don't have to worry about this matter."

Wuming also knew that she was in confinement and couldn't go out, so she was too busy to panic, so after thinking about it, she let her go and deal with it alone.

Nothing happened that night. In the middle of the night, Feng Jin heard Yao'er crying in a trance. When she woke up, she listened carefully for a while, and there was no sound again.

Early the next morning, Mrs. Lan brought Feng Yan to pay her respects. Feng Yan watched Feng Jin hesitate to speak, Feng Jin smiled gently, "Say what Yan'er has to say."

"Yesterday I heard my brother cry."

Mrs. Lan gently pushed him, "My brother is still young, so it's common to cry at night."

Feng Yan frowned, "My younger brother doesn't like to cry usually, and when my younger brother was crying last night, he suddenly stopped, as if his mouth was covered by someone."

Madam Lan's complexion immediately changed, and she forced a smile towards Feng Jin, "Perhaps Yan'er got it wrong, how could such a thing happen in the palace?"

Feng Jin's eyes darkened, and she glanced at Aunt Zhong who was serving beside her. Aunt Zhong immediately went to hug Yao'er. Yao'er's face was pale, and there were still teardrops on her long and thick eyelashes. She seemed a little wronged. Feng Jin Hugged in his arms and coaxed softly.

Seeing that the Empress was not very happy, the nanny Liu who came along quickly explained, "For some reason, His Royal Highness refuses to drink a sip of milk today, but this servant is very anxious, for fear that His Highness will be hungry."

Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat, and she asked the nanny to hold her to feed her. Sure enough, as soon as she stuffed the nipple in, Feng Yao spit it out.

"Were you on duty last night?"

Mrs. Liu shook her head, "No, it's Mrs. Wang. This morning, the slaves took over."

Aunt Zhong frowned and said, "Generally speaking, there are two nurses on duty every night. Who was Mrs. Wang with last night?"

"It's Mrs. Li. However, when the servants went today, Mrs. Li was not there and went to the latrine. It seems that she had a bad stomach last night and kept running to the latrine."

Feng Jin's face darkened, "So, last night, it was equivalent to only Mrs. Wang taking care of Yao'er?"

Fearing that the empress would be angry, Mrs. Liu hurriedly said, "Mrs. Wang is young and smart, and with the maids here, she will not neglect to take care of His Royal Highness."

Feng Jin glanced at Aunt Zhong, and Aunt Zhong ordered all the nannies to be called. Li's face was pale, and her eyes were full of blue shadows.

Aunt Zhong stared at her coldly, and said sharply, "For the milk that His Royal Highness drinks, all wet nurses must eat soup and water made in the small kitchen, and they cannot eat without permission. What did you eat yesterday?"

"Aunt Zhong clearly checked that the slaves didn't eat anything, they ate exactly the same as the other sisters, they were all brought from the small kitchen."

Li yelled Qu, Feng Jin made a gesture, and Li stepped back respectfully.

All the nannies stood in a row, with their faces downcast, and their hearts were all in a panic.

Feng Jin's sharp and deep eyes swept over the nurses, and the nurses were all respectful, Feng Jin saw that nothing was coming, so she asked Aunt Zhong to carry Yao'er over to let the nurse nurse, as expected, as Mrs. Liu said, who is Feng Yao? She didn't drink any milk, and when she was forced to panic, she cried loudly.

"Mr. Wang, you were the one who took care of His Royal Highness last night. What happened?"

"My servant doesn't know either. His Royal Highness woke up twice last night, and my servant nursed His Royal Highness as usual, but His Highness refused to drink."

Wang also cried out loudly.

Feng Yao was fine before going to bed last night, if there is a problem, it must be the problem last night.

Feng Jin stared at her coldly, "Are you confessing yourself, or will I send you to the torture room of the dark guard camp to have the dark guard extract a confession?"

"I really don't know, my servant. His Royal Highness may have lost his temper. Just feed him a few more times..."

Mrs. Wang knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously until her forehead was stained with blood.

Feng Jin didn't even look at her, and called a hidden guard, "Drag it! Pry her mouth open!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please forgive me, I really don't know what's going on, I was wronged..."

When being dragged down, Wang was still screaming for injustice.

The rest of the nurses were all trembling, standing with pale faces, for fear of being affected by the Queen's anger.

Feng Jin was annoyed when he saw them, "Let's all back down."

Feng Yao refused to drink milk, Feng Jin asked someone to bring goat milk and cow milk, Feng Yao still refused to drink, anything that tasted like milk, Feng Jin asked someone to boil rice soup, Feng Yao actually drank it I took half a bowl of rice soup.

Feng Yao was probably so hungry that she hiccupped from drinking. Feng Jin hugged her son, watched Yao'er yawn and fell asleep after eating and drinking, and sighed softly, "Dear Yao'er, why did you suddenly Refuse to drink milk?"

"Maybe you're tired of eating?"

Aunt Zhong had never raised a child, so she didn't know what was going on, Madam Lan looked at Feng Yao, hesitated to speak.

"Just say it directly."

"My concubine heard that children are very sensitive. If the milk they eat is different from usual, they will refuse. Also, if there are too many nurses, the taste will be different, and they will lose their temper and refuse to eat."

The eight nannies have been taking turns to feed her all the time, and Feng Yao also eats fat for nothing. If she stops eating suddenly, it is definitely not because there are too many nannies.

She has been a little uneasy these days, always feeling that something is going to happen.

After breakfast, the prince came to pick Madam Lan back to the mansion. Madam Lan acted like a little girl, and she wanted the son to promise that she would never get involved with the maid before she would go back to the house with him. Only then did he coax her well.

When leaving, Madam Lan turned her head to look at Feng Jin, her eyes were so cold that Feng Jin couldn't help sighing that Madam Lan's acting skills were so superb that even she couldn't see anything wrong.

For a woman in a patriarchal society, her husband has never had a son to rely on. Mrs. Lan is a smart and sober woman.

As soon as Mrs. Lan left, Wuming went to the morning court, heard about the nanny, and went to the torture room of the dark guard camp without saying a word.

Half an hour later, Wuming came back, his body was stained with blood, and his face was cold. He asked the palace servants to invite the imperial doctor Zhang, and at the same time went to Yuquan Pool to take a bath.

He quickly took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and then sat beside Feng Jin, took the sleeping Feng Yao from her hand, and shook it gently.

"Pried her mouth open?"

Feng Jin asked softly, and Wuming gave a low 'hmm'.

Feng Jin's eyes turned cold, "Who is it?"

Wuming kept shaking Feng Yao, and Feng Yao slept peacefully in his arms.

His voice was deep and cold, as if soaked in thick frost, it was bitingly cold, "Zhongshan King!"

Feng Jin sneered, "He really has a plan! On the one hand, let the prince coax Mrs. Lan, use Feng Yan to poison him, on the other hand, bribe the nanny, and use the nanny to poison him! I didn't know that a little prince can be so magical It's vast!"

"That wet nurse is originally his!"

Feng Jin's eyes widened, "Thousands of choices, but he actually chose someone?"

"As a member of the royal family, I naturally know what kind of person the royal family wants when they choose a nanny for the prince, and what kind of person he will send, or in other words, what kind of person he will train."

Feng Jin fell into silence, and said again anonymously, "According to Wang's account, the King of Zhongshan sent a total of five wet nurses."

Feng Jin's face immediately changed, "Among those nannies, there are people from King Zhongshan?"

"Ms. Wang doesn't know. She has never met those nannies. She just learned by accident that King Zhongshan sent five nannies in total. As for how many were selected into the palace, she doesn't know."

Feng Jin bit her lip in hatred, and she let go after a while, "How did she poison her?"

"She took the poison and passed it on to Yao'er through milk."

"I'm really not afraid of death!"

"She originally planned to feed Yao'er poisoned milk every time she was on duty at night, and after Yao'er drank the poisoned milk, she would immediately take the antidote and continue next time, so that little by little, she would slowly destroy Yao'er. The body, without anyone noticing."

Feng Jin clenched her fists tightly, wishing to tear off Wang's flesh.

"How long has she been fed?"

"It was the first time last night, but Yao'er only took a small sip before vomiting it out. After that, she refused to drink any more and started crying. Fearing that others would find out, Wang covered Yao'er's mouth ..."

Feng Jin slapped the table hard, and was afraid of waking Feng Yao up, so he shrank back abruptly, and said in a harsh voice, "This lowly maidservant can be cut into pieces!"

While speaking, Doctor Zhang came in a hurry. On the way, he already knew what happened, and he didn't even catch his breath, so he felt Feng Yao's pulse.

(End of this chapter)