Did the dead woman come to Ji City to save him truly just because the Emperor decreed she should?
Feng Yexuan didn't believe it, nor did he want to believe it!
But this dead woman, after returning, was actually with Fulong.
With the small contingent of people they brought, she left!
Feng Yexuan almost crushed the cup in his hand!
The feeling of happiness that remained from the battlefield vanished in an instant.
This infuriating woman!
"Your, Your Highness..." Leng Ji trembled, afraid he would say something wrong and make His Highness erupt immediately.
Although, he was already quite furious.
"Miss Li, Miss Li left some medicine for you, saying to take it three times a day, each time..."
"Who wants to take her medicine?" Feng Yexuan's fingers tightened, and the medicine immediately fell into his hand.
He raised his hand to throw it away.
Leng Ji just watched him quietly, betting ten thousand taels of gold that His Highness wouldn't bear to throw the medicine away.
As expected, Feng Yexuan raised his hand several times, but ultimately did not throw the small packet of medicine away.
After he calmed down, Leng Ji said, "Your Highness, Miss Li said this is an anti-inflammatory, and you must take it on time, otherwise the wound will... become inflamed."
Who knew what inflammation meant, but as long as Miss Li said it, he believed it.
He would just report it truthfully.
Feng Yexuan was still angry, tossing the packet of medicine aside, pretending not to care.
"Organize the troops, and we will return to the Imperial City tomorrow morning!"
"Yes!" Leng Ji nodded in agreement.
They were a whole team, so they couldn't just leave whenever they wanted, unlike Chu Qianli.
But he still couldn't help but glance at the packet of medicine on the low table: "Your Highness, you need... anti-inflammatory..."
"Get lost!" She left, leaving a packet of medicine, thinking that was atonement?
That woman, she was dreaming!
Was she not satisfied unless she made him furious?
Whoever wants to take this medicine can have it!
Leng Ji could only lead the command and leave the tent helplessly.
Only Feng Yexuan remained in the tent.
He had originally picked up a book, planning to read for a while before going to bed.
He knew his own injuries, and sleeping a little longer tonight would help him recover sooner.
When he returned to the Imperial City, countless matters awaited him.
But his eyes could not settle on the book no matter what.
Finally, he looked at the small packet of medicine on the low table beside him.
Something left by that dead woman...
In the end, he still picked up the medicine packet.
However, how should this medicine be taken?
Did Leng Ji not finish speaking just now, and he interrupted him?
Feng Yexuan was suddenly plunged into a state of melancholy.
He had thrown a tantrum, and he had to swallow his pride with a red face...
"Leng Ji, get in here!"
...
Chu Qianli and Fulong galloped on horseback.
They finally returned to the outskirts of the Imperial City as dawn approached.
"This time, you have made another contribution," Fulong looked at her.
But there was no hint of joy on his face.
Making a contribution was a good thing for others, but for Chu Qianli, it was definitely a disaster.
"The Emperor will not give up such a useful pawn. Not only can she restrain Prince Xuan, but she can also create miracles for him."
A tall tree catches the wind.
Chu Qianli's face showed no extra expression.
From the moment she received the imperial decree, she knew that the Emperor's manipulation was just the beginning.
That cunning old fox was willing to use his own son, let alone an outsider like her?
"In fact, when you decided to go to Ji City, you should have known that saving Prince Xuan would harm yourself."
Fulong looked at her, his words not accusatory, but rather filled with helplessness.
"Ah Li, you are not as heartless towards Prince Xuan as you say. In fact, you..."
"Fulong, do you think I have the mood to talk about romantic affairs now?"
Xi'er was gone, the child was gone. The Duke's mansion, on the surface, had caught the poisoner and temporarily returned to peace.
But in reality, Chu Qianli knew very well that the real poisoner had not been found.
It might not be Chu Huaiyu.
However, Chu Huaiyu was also full of hidden dangers and malicious intentions.
If Chu Huaiyu was not the poisoner, it would be even worse.
Because that would mean that there were not just two factions in the Duke's mansion.
Perhaps, there was a third party...
In short, she really didn't have much energy to deal with matters of the heart right now.
"Alas, you even want to deceive yourself."
Fulong sighed silently, but if she didn't want to talk about it, then so be it.
"I have to return to the palace to report. Do you want me to conceal anything for you?"
"No need. You must not only report all my merits to the Emperor, but you should even speak well of me."
"Why?" Fulong did not understand.
This way, wouldn't the Emperor value her even more?
"The tree desires tranquility, but the wind does not cease. This situation forces one to stand up and face everything."
Chu Qianli looked up at the cold city wall not far away.
"Since I will be used by the Emperor whether I hide or not, I might as well use his manipulation to climb step by step."
"Ah Li, you are a woman!" Fulong had to remind her.
If she were a man, then using her merits to stabilize her position in the court and climb step by step would not be a bad thing.
But she was a young lady.
No matter how capable she was in the imperial court, the Emperor would never truly entrust her with important matters in the end.
After exhausting her last bit of utility, he would surely discard her like worn-out shoes. The Emperor could never truly allow a woman to have influence in his court.
With such worldly views, wouldn't he fear being ridiculed for eternity?
"I have my own plans, Fulong. You just need to help me."
Whether openly or secretly, she was going to be used. So why not be more open about it?
At least, she could use this opportunity to obtain what she wanted.
Being used or not being used, sometimes, it was also a mutual benefit.
"Alright." Fulong never questioned her decisions.
"Take care of yourself. I'm going back to the palace first. If there's anything, have Fulong come find me."
"Mm."
Chu Qianli nodded, and then, with the team behind her, she entered the city with the token.
... When she returned to the Duke's mansion, it was already dawn.
However, as soon as she entered the door, Chu Qianli clearly felt that the atmosphere was not right.
She lunged forward, sidestepped, and her long fingers tightened, her fingertips gripping several silver needles.
"Little Li'er, it's Uncle!"
The person hiding in the room was indeed Long Feifan.
He had been waiting in this room for most of the night.
"Little Uncle, what are you doing here?" Chu Qianli felt a surge of fear and immediately retracted her silver needles.
Fortunately, he had spoken in time to stop her, otherwise, her silver needles would have been thrown.
Long Feifan quickly walked up to her, his face filled with anxiety: "Your maternal grandfather... my father, he is dying."
He grabbed her hand and said urgently, "Little Li'er, quickly come with Uncle to see him. He has something important to tell you!"