After listening to my voice, the cannon fodder family collectively abused the scum

Afraid that Feng Qing'an wouldn't believe it, the court doctor repeated it again despite the pain in his legs.

"Your Highness, I did not lie to you. The Queen may not live for more than a month."

Feng Qing'an understood now, "Are you sure she won't live for more than a month?"

"I am absolutely certain that the poison has already reached your heart. There is no antidote. You may not survive more than a month..."

The court physician did not continue. He was the prince's man, so how could he possibly lie to the prince?

Feng Qing'an had a smile on his face, but he didn't expect that Jiang was already deeply poisoned.

If that's the case, then he'll have to seize the opportunity.

Once Jiang dies, he will take good care of that disaster star and fool, so that all of Jiang's dowry will be his.

As for Marquis Zhongjun, he will definitely assist him well for the sake of his two children.

Once Jiang dies, he will give Marquis Zhongjun peace of mind, making him feel that he loves his daughter so much that he is willing to remain single for the rest of his life.

By the way, he would send someone to the Valley of Divine Doctors to find a miracle doctor to heal that idiot bastard, and use this as an excuse to win over Marquis Zhongjun. When he ascended the throne, he would reunite their family.

His Yue'er is his wife. How can that bitch Jiang compare to Yue'er?

Looking at the two bastards she gave birth to, and thinking of his and Yue'er's several excellent children, he was even more disgusted with the bastards born to Jiang.

No, he has to go to Yaofeng Pavilion to take a look.

"Your Highness, His Highness has returned. He went back to the study to see the court physician and is now on his way to Yaofeng Pavilion."

A maid came hurriedly to report.

Jiang, who was about to serve lunch, was stunned.

He also knew Feng Qing'an's purpose in coming. He was afraid that he would not live long after hearing what the court doctor said, so he came to confirm his condition.

When Jiang saw that Xiaolan was the only one left in the room, she came up with an idea and hooked her finger at Xiaolan with a smile.

After the two whispered for a while, Xiaolan smiled and went out to make arrangements.

Feng Yaoyao lay in the crib, oblivious to the matter.

It was very hot in the summer, so there were ice cubes in Jiang's house. The baby, who was only a few days old, was wearing a thin emerald green silk short-sleeved jumpsuit.

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Feng Yaoyao put her little hand into her mouth and kept sucking on it.

The baby's chubby little legs kicked in the crib, and he seemed to be in a good mood. His watery little eyes moved around as he listened to the movements around him, which made people happy at first sight.

It's no longer wrinkled like a monkey as it was when it was just born.

Feng Qing'an came to Yaofeng Pavilion and saw a large kitchen knife stone on the left side of the gate. It was covered with dried bloodstains. He had not noticed this stone when he came to Yaofeng Pavilion before.

Without thinking too much, he walked into Yaofeng Pavilion. Jiang had been waiting for a long time.

When the maids and servants in the yard saw Feng Qing'an, they all came forward to kneel and pay their respects.

Although Dongmei was demoted to a third-class maid, she felt that once the empress's anger subsided, she would be the head maid again.

When the hand holding the broom saw Feng Qing'an coming in, he stared at Feng Qing'an until he entered Jiang's room.

Jiang was lying on the bed, looking very weak and like she was about to die at any moment.

She weakly wanted to get up and salute Feng Qing'an, but was stopped by Feng Qing'an.

"My beloved concubine is in poor health, so just take good care of yourself. There is no need for you and I to perform formalities." Feng Qing'an looked at Jiang with concern.

But as soon as Jiang opened her mouth, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Feng Qing'an was so scared that he quickly stepped back and stood far away, as if he was afraid of something dirty.

Jiang was extremely weak. Her face was pale as she looked at Feng Qing'an, "Your Highness... Your Highness... do you dislike me?"

She deliberately acted like a young wife who was afraid of being disliked by her husband, and quickly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a silk scarf.

He looked at Feng Qing'an with a hurt expression.

Feng Qing'an wanted to stop pretending, but for the sake of his dowry, he quickly walked over to comfort Jiang.

"My beloved, you know that Madam Cui is my biological mother. If we treat her badly, the Queen will come and give me a reputation of being unfilial."

"You also know that my situation in the court is difficult. It's better to give the housekeeper power to Madam Cui. You should take good care of your health and wait until you are better before doing anything else."

[Bad scumbag dad, Mom, don't pay attention to him, he's bad, he's not good to his two brothers, woo woo! ]

Jiang was shocked. Two brothers?

Doesn't she have only one son? What's going on?

Jiang looked at Feng Qing'an with a pale face, "Your Highness, I understand. From now on, I will not interfere in the housekeeping affairs. I will listen to Madam Cui's arrangements and will not make things difficult for Your Highness."

"Besides, my health is not good, and I don't know how long I can live."

Feng Qing'an felt that Jiang was acting strangely today, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Jiang looked at Feng Qing'an, who looked thoughtful, and said, "Your Highness came so early, I guess you haven't had lunch yet. Then please have a meal with me."

Feng Qing'an thought that Jiang's request was not high, so he decided to satisfy her and shouted to the outside of the door, "Serve the meal."

"Soon, four dishes and a soup were placed on the table in the room." The maids who served the dishes lowered their heads with grim expressions.

Feng Qing'an became angry when he saw the four discolored leftovers and a bowl of fishy-smelling soup on the table.

"What's going on? Is this how you serve the Empress?"

Several maids knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their faces. "Your Highness, please spare us. This is not our fault. The kitchen made it for the queen."

Feng Qing'an then remembered that what happened in the kitchen must have been arranged by Madam Cui. When he first heard what the secret guard said, he chose to turn a blind eye. He didn't expect Jiang to do this.

If Marquis Zhongjun knew about this, he would be skinned alive.

He looked at Jiang's face, which showed regret for a moment, and said, "My beloved concubine, I'm sorry for making you suffer. These dog slaves, this kind of thing will not happen again in the future. I will take care of it."

Feng Qing'an arranged for the meal to be served again, but Jiang Shi could not eat anything in front of Feng Qing'an. Feng Qing'an was the only one eating quietly at the table.

Dongmei walked in with a bowl of chicken soup in her hand. "Your Majesty, please drink some chicken soup to nourish yourself. I cooked it myself."

Jiang looked at Dongmei, who was talking to her but glancing at Feng Qing'an, and her face turned cold.

She looked at Feng Qing'an and pleaded, "Your Highness, I don't want to eat anything. Dongmei and I have a deep sisterly bond, so I want to give her this bowl of chicken soup as a reward."

Dongmei's face changed, and she was so scared that she almost fell to the ground. "My lady, this is unacceptable. This is something I cooked for you myself. I can't eat it."

Feng Qing'an looked at Dongmei's expression and understood that Dongmei was his woman and was bribed by Yue'er. He was afraid that there was something wrong with the soup.

Jiang wanted to excuse Dongmei, but her face turned pale and she looked at Dongmei weakly, "Can't or don't dare? You don't have to be afraid. His Highness is here and he won't say anything."

Dongmei's face looked uglier than crying at this moment. She glanced at His Highness and saw that he didn't say anything. Jiang looked at her again, closed her eyes and gulped down the chicken soup in a few mouthfuls.

After drinking, he picked up the plate and left with an excuse.

In order to meet the prince, she shamelessly begged the wet nurse, saying that she would continue to make soup for the queen every day to make up for her mistake. The wet nurse agreed, but she never thought that she would eat the soup.

Feng Qing'an finished lunch and sat for a while. "My beloved, are you feeling better now? Something happened to the palace doctor. Do you want me to get the imperial physician for you?"

"No need, Your Highness. It's an old illness. It will be fine after taking some medicine." Jiang didn't even look at him. You scumbag, you only remembered to ask an imperial physician for me now.

At this moment, Feng Yaoyao's voice was heard again in the crib.

[Hey! Why doesn't your scumbag dad leave yet? ]