Pink Conspiracy

Su Fengnuan returned to Lingyun Temple after coming out of Fengyang Escort.

Madam Wang was not asleep. Seeing her come back, she pulled her to look carefully, and he sighed with relief, "The prince’s disease is so sick that Grandmaster Lingyun can save him, you are a girl’s family. What are you going to do with me at night?"

Su Fengnuan sat next to her and said, "Grandma, the prince is not infected with the wind and cold, but the most strange poison in the world. The old monk Lingyun can't save him."

Mrs. Wang was shocked when she heard the words and whispered, "The prince is poisoned?"

Su Fengnuan nodded, and poisoned the prince with the poison of Wuhuahua. The non-Yunshan True Human Emotional Grass cannot be solved, and even if it is solved, it will be a crippled body.

Madam Wang was so shocked that she didn't say anything.

Su Fengnuan leaned on the kang, preparing to sleep.

Madam Wang stretched out her hand to push her, "How can this be good? Did you tell the emperor? Although the prince has been married, he has not been married yet. Although there are concubines, he has nothing to do so far. This...if it becomes a disabled body , But what should I do?"

Su Fengnuan smiled suddenly, "Grandma, you are so worried, the emperor will worry about this matter, so I don't need you."

Mrs. Wang stretched out her hand and slapped her, worrying and expressing, "Although I am a woman, I also know that there is an accident in the East Palace. This is a big deal. From the critical situation, to the most important, it shakes the foundation of Jiangshan. The emperor’s heirs and heirs are sick. Death and injury, if the prince is now disabled, there will only be two young princes who have not been weaned yet."

Su Fengnuan said, "When the sky falls, there will naturally be tall people standing up against it. Many little princes who have not been weaned since ancient times have taken the throne.

Mrs. Wang was even more worried when he heard the words, "The little prince who has been enthroned in ancient times will have a good fate? It is not the **** who makes power, or the foreign relatives in politics, and then the queen mother hangs down the curtain and the princes rebel. The country generally has to be in chaos. In years, the people are suffering."

Su Fengnuan blinked his eyes twice, patted Mrs. Wang, and said softly, "Grandma really deserves to be Wang's wife, she knows all these things thoroughly. But let's wash and sleep. It doesn't matter to us, goodbye. Oh."

Madam Wang was angrily laughed and stretched out her hand to take her hand off, "You child, you slept for a day, and now you are still sleepy? Go to bed by yourself, I have to send someone to give your grandpa a message."

Su Fengnuan yawned, got up and went to sleep.

Mrs. Wang called a close person and confessed a few words. The person immediately left Lingyun Temple, went down the mountain, and rushed to the capital.

At midnight, Feng Sheng ran back to the capital. Seeing that it was Father Sheng, the defender quickly opened the gate.

Feng Sheng went straight to the imperial palace. At this time, the emperor was still in the imperial study room and was still reading the memorial.

Feng Sheng entered the palace gate and ran to the imperial study room out of breath. When he saw the emperor, he knelt down with a "puff" and cried, "The emperor, the old slave is guilty and didn't take care of the prince."

The emperor looked at him and said, "What's the matter with the prince?"

Feng Sheng hurriedly poisoned the prince with the harmless flower. There is only the love grass of the real person in Yunshan that can be saved, but even if it is saved, it will be crippled in the future.

The pen in the emperor's hand fell on the jade case with a "slap" and stood up, his face changed drastically, "What did you say?"

Feng Sheng cried, "The old slave is a waste. The prince is always inseparable from the old slave. Every day, the old slave personally tries dishes for the prince. But I don't know when the prince fell without injury. The old slave should die..."

The emperor left the jade case, walked closer, looked at Feng Sheng, and said angrily, "You really deserve to die. You don't even know when the prince was poisoned."

Feng Sheng repeatedly kowtowed his head and cried, "The emperor, you grant the old slave to death."

The emperor was so angry that he stared at Feng Sheng as if he was going to cut him a thousand times. Feng Sheng only cried and kowtow, and soon a blood stain appeared on the ground.

After a while, the emperor said angrily, "Did Master Lingyun diagnose the pulse of the prince?"

Feng Sheng nodded, "It is Master Lingyun, saying that this poison can't be delayed, up to three days, please make the decision."

The emperor finally couldn't help but kicked him and said angrily, "How do I decide? It's better to become a disabled person than to die."

Feng Sheng was kicked far away, staring at Venus, but he dared not speak.

The emperor turned around, sat down on the chair, and closed his eyes.

Feng Sheng did not dare to come out.

The royal study room is as quiet as dead silence.

After a long time, the emperor said in a hoarse voice, "Go to the scholar's mansion and call me Wang Lu."

"Yes." Feng Sheng quickly got up from the ground and hurried out of the Imperial Study Room.

Wang Lu was already asleep. Hearing that the emperor announced him, he quickly got up. He dressed properly and hurried to the door. He saw Feng Sheng and was startled. "Duke Sheng, aren't you in Lingyun Town with the Prince? how……"

"Master Wang, don't say anything, it's hard to say a word, you go with the old slave into the palace, the emperor wants to see you." Feng Sheng said quickly.

Wang Lu nodded.

At this time, the housekeeper hurried over and whispered a few words in Wang Lu's ear. Wang Lu's expression changed a little. After a long while, he waved his hand and got on the carriage with Feng Sheng and headed to the palace.

Wang Lu entered the palace, came to the imperial study room, saw the emperor, and bowed his head in court.

The emperor seemed to be much older all of a sudden, waving his hand wearily, "Get up."

Wang Lu stood up.

The emperor looked at him and said, "Do you know about the prince?"

Wang Lu sighed and said carefully, "The prince must be saved, but this matter needs to be concealed. After all, the prince is the prince. Chaozun is not good."

The emperor stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, and said dumbly, "I, the emperor, sits really badly."

Wang Lu said, "Don't say that to the emperor. Since your ascension to the throne, the Southern Qi Dynasty has been smooth. Although there are surprises, there is no danger. You have made great contributions."

The emperor laughed miserably, "That's what you said about me." When the words fell, he said, "I call you here, but also to listen to your thoughts, and an peace of my heart." When the words fell, he waved his hand, "Feng Sheng, you are leaving Beijing now. , Secretly detoxify the prince."

"Yes." Feng Sheng nodded quickly, but hesitated. "The emperor, it is said that only the sentimental grass in the hands of the real person Yunshan can be solved. The real person Yunshan has a strange temper. The old slave will go, if he can't come. Love grass..."

The emperor heard the words and said, "This is a problem. No one can buy Yunshan's account, and I don't necessarily have to pay for my face." When the words fell, he looked at Wang Lu, "I heard that the prime minister came out of Yunshan? If you ask the prime minister to come forward and ask, I'm sure the real person Yunshan will give it."

Wang Lu shook his head, "The prime minister is in a high position and every move is seen by countless people. Once he leaves Beijing, he will inevitably disturb many people and speculate about the incident." The words fell, "Ye Shizi learned from Lu Wenfeng, and Lu Wenfeng learned from Yunshan real person." Now that Ye Shizi is recovering from his injuries in the mansion, if his injuries suddenly worsen and the real person in Yunshan cannot be saved, he will have an excellent excuse to go out of Beijing. There will not be too many people paying attention to it, so let Ye Shizi go."

"Ye Chang, his wound needs to be taken care of, how can it be bumpy?" The emperor listened.

"If Ye Shizi's wound doesn't touch him, he should be able to take care of it in three days, and it should not be a major problem to the wound." Wang Lu said, "Except for him, I am afraid that there is no suitable candidate."

The emperor nodded when he heard the words, "Finally, just leave it to him. This matter is left to you. After you leave the palace, go to Rong'an Palace. Let Ye Chang set off immediately."

Wang Lu nodded and exited the Imperial Study Room.

Feng Sheng looked at the emperor.

The emperor took a look at him and waved his hand. "You follow and give me the news. It is said that the prince is infected with the wind and cold, which is very serious. Please master Lingyun to survive and treat. If a piece of news is leaked, I will cut your head. ."

"Yes, the old slave must do it all." After Feng Sheng assured, he left the imperial study room with a pale face.