It was not until the next day that Feng Zhao suddenly rushed into Marquis Cheng'en's Mansion and asked to see Yu Wangfei. Marquis Gu did not know what had happened, so he could only invite Feng Zhao to Fangfei Garden.

At this time, Lord Gu still thought that Chu Fei was still obsessed with Yu Wangfei, and believed that as long as Yu Wangfei was still in the Marquis' Mansion, the Gu family would be able to prosper in the future.

But because of the fatigue from the long journey in the past few days, Yu Wangfei was not asleep at this moment. Feng Zhao wanted to rush into the room and take Yu Wangfei out, but Yun Hua stood at the door and did not let the outsider in.

"Pass the Seventh Prince's order and order Yu Wangfei to go there immediately." Feng Zhao's cold face looked very haggard, as if he had not slept all night.

"Madam is still resting. I will go and inform her first." Yunhua waited for Feng Zhao, worried that he would rush in. "Please don't step into this room, Master Feng Zhao."

After seeing this scene, Lord Gu knew that he could not say any more about this matter, otherwise he would be disliked by the Seventh Prince. However, in order to please Feng Zhao, he deliberately asked his servants to bring the newly made cloak to him.

"I see that Master Feng is wearing thin clothes. Please put on some clothes first."

Feng Zhao looked at the cloak and turned his head away: "No need."

He came in a hurry so he didn't wear anything warm. Although he was wearing only a single layer of clothing, his body became very hot due to nervousness.

After a while, Yu Wangfei pushed open the door and walked out. Yunhua quickly handed the hot water bottle to her.

"What's wrong, Lord Feng?" Yu Wangfei asked puzzled.

Didn’t they just see each other last night? Why did he come again so early in the morning and even rushed into Fangfei Garden to call her?

Today is New Year's Day, and I don't know what happened.

"The Seventh Prince orders you to go." Feng Zhao said coldly, then turned around and was about to take Yu Wangfei away.

"Okay, Yu, you should go with Lord Feng." Marquis Gu smiled flatteringly.

He guessed that Chu Fei still had Yu Wangfei in his heart. He didn't expect that his daughter-in-law could be loved by both the Seventh Prince and the Prince. It seemed that the day of Cheng'en Marquis's prosperity was just around the corner.

"I'll go with you." Yu Wangfei glanced at Yunhua, then trotted a few steps and followed.

Soon they arrived at the Seventh Prince's residence.

The moment he pushed open the door and entered, Yu Wangfei suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood. After looking carefully, he found Chu Fei lying on the bed, dying, his face pale.

Chu Yuheng sat aside, looking at the person on the bed with a worried look on his face.

"You're here." Seeing Yu Wangfei coming, Chu Yuheng immediately stood up, "Come and see Xiaoqi's condition."

"Okay." Yu Wangfei nodded and quickly walked to the Seventh Prince, raised her hand to check his pulse, "It's just excessive blood loss, nothing serious."

Then Yu Wangfei saw the sword wound on Chu Fei's arm. Although it had been treated, it was still bleeding.

So she took out her own hemostatic pill and gave it to Chu Fei to take first. Then she sat down at the table, wrote a few prescriptions and gave them to Feng Zhao, asking him to go to Huichun Hall to get the medicine.

"No." Chu Yuheng stopped him immediately, "Feng Zhao can't go, Yunhua, you go, enter through the back door, don't let others see you."

Although he didn't understand, Yunhua did it.

Hearing this, Yu Wangfei seemed to understand something. She looked at Chu Fei and then at Chu Yuheng.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

They called her over for treatment on the first day of the Lunar New Year, so the injury must have been caused after the banquet last night. It seems they are in trouble.

"After the banquet ended last night, the king and Xiaoqi took a car back to the palace. Unfortunately, we were intercepted on the way and Xiaoqi was stabbed." Chu Yuheng repeated.

Thinking of the group of people last night, Chu Yuheng inexplicably felt that they were coming for Chu Fei.

Because the killers' moves were extremely vicious, they did not look like ordinary killers. On the contrary, they looked well-trained.

So he suspected that Chu Aotian had sent someone to do this, but he had no evidence because all the killers who were caught committed suicide.

Now is the critical moment for Chu Fei to ascend to the throne, and no bad news can be leaked, so Chu Yuheng plans to conceal the fact that he was injured, and asks Feng Zhao to go to the Marquis' Mansion to invite Yu Wangfei to the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

However, it was already late last night, and Chu Yuheng knew that Yu Wangfei was tired from the journey and needed a good rest, so he asked Feng Zhaotian to go to the Marquis' Mansion at dawn.

"Have you found out who did it?" Yu Wangfei asked.

"No, the assassins are all dead." Chu Yuheng sighed.

Before, Chu Fei was in poor health, and in the eyes of the eldest prince, he was not qualified to compete with him for the throne, but now it is different.

"Why do you want to keep this a secret?" Yu Wangfei didn't understand. "I think we should publicize the Seventh Prince's injury, and it would be best if we bring it to the Emperor."

"The emperor doesn't like to see brothers killing each other." Chu Yuheng said helplessly, "If the emperor knew that they were killing each other, I'm afraid neither of them would have a chance."

"I don't understand what you are saying. I only know that whoever bullies me, I will bully back." Yu Wangfei took out his acupuncture kit and started giving acupuncture to Chu Fei.

"And how can this be fratricide? It's clearly the eldest prince who is disrespectful to his brother and bullies the seventh prince."

After hearing this, Chu Yuheng suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly asked Feng Zhao to send someone to pass a message to the imperial concubine, asking her to handle the matter herself.

He felt that what Yu Wangfei said made sense. If only the eldest prince made a mistake, which made the emperor dissatisfied with Chu Aotian, and if Chu Fei performed better, he might be able to gain the emperor's favor. It was all his fault for thinking too much.

Back then, when the current emperor had multiple legitimate children, it was extremely terrifying. Whenever there was a quarrel between princes, they would be demoted to the fiefdom, because the emperor at that time believed that those who framed others were vicious and could not inherit the throne, and those who were framed by others were very stupid and could not inherit the throne either.

Only he and the current emperor have always lived in harmony and called each other brothers, which is why they have survived to this day.

But he forgot that the current emperor is different from the previous emperor.

"When will he wake up?" Chu Yuheng asked with concern.

"It's almost done. I've stopped the bleeding for him. He'll be cured after taking a few more doses of medicine." Yu Wangfei put away the acupuncture needles.

Chu Yuheng turned his gaze to Yu Wangfei, as if he had something to say to her, but after thinking for a long time, he still didn't say it.

"What's wrong?" Yu Wangfei frowned, "Are you injured too?"

Thinking of this, Yu Wangfei stood up and wanted to check Chu Yuheng.

"No, I'm fine." Chu Yuheng immediately waved his hand.

His skills are unmatched in the city, so he won't get hurt easily. Last night was an accident because he was distracted and didn't take good care of Chu Fei.

Chu Yuheng felt scared when he thought about what happened last night. When he was fighting with the assassins last night, he accidentally saw a half-arc jade pendant worn on the waist of one of the assassins. He seemed to have seen this jade pendant somewhere before.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Yu Wangfei asked.

Hearing this, Chu Yuheng glanced at Feng Zhao, who folded his arms and walked out of the room silently.

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