"What did you say? You’re saying my father risked his life to help Feng Bailing?"
Hong Xuan’s eyes widened in disbelief.
How could that be possible.
Her father didn’t even know Feng Bailing.
"It seems you still don’t know? Even Lu Yin has kept you in the dark about such an important matter for a woman he only met a few months ago. I don’t know what Feng Bailing told your father, but he agreed to use his own blood to save the Emperor. I don’t know what sorcery that Feng Bailing used to make both Dugu and Lu Yin so compliant to her."
Nalan Yan’er saw the pale look on Hong Xuan’s face.
Hong Haoran’s body was already at its limit, and then being drained of all his blood...
"It’s a pity that you didn’t even get to see him for one last time."
Nalan Yan’er feigned sorrow, wiping the corner of her eye.
Hong Xuan dashed out, and Nalan Yan’er watched her retreating figure, sneering.
"Feng Bailing, I refuse to believe that you can have all the good fortune in this world all to yourself."
In the bedroom, Emperor Yongye’s condition gradually improved after the blood transfusion, and Feng Bailing estimated that he would likely wake up later today.
Hong Haoran passed away in his sleep after taking sleeping pills.
At the behest of his request, Lu Yin cremated his body, and his ashes were spread into the moat by Dugu Wu and Lu Yin.
"This matter cannot be left as is, we must thoroughly investigate who poisoned the Father Emperor."
Seeing that Emperor Yongye’s condition had improved, the other Princes all breathed a sigh of relief, and the worry on the Empress’ face also slowly faded away.
Only Dongfang Cheng was gnashing his teeth in frustration.
"Eldest Prince, it seems that your stomach is no longer hurting?"
Feng Bailing cast a sidelong glance at Dongfang Cheng. That man was like a jumping clown, really an eyesore to watch.
Dongfang Cheng felt his buttocks clench. For some inexplicable reason, he had suffered a whole day of diarrhea, leaving his legs weak.
"Feng Bailing, how dare you speak to His Highness with such a tone?"
"Mo Qianqian, if I’m not mistaken, you are just a concubine?"
Mo Qianqian’s face filled with grievance, she whimpered and hid herself in the Eldest Prince’s embrace.
"Your Highness, look at her, she looks down on your concubine, which means she looks down on you."
Her pitiable appearance made Dongfang Cheng feel a pang of sympathy, but to the Empress, Princess Consort Mu, Noble Princess Consort Xiao and others, it was seen in a different light.
What place is the Imperial Palace?
Among the experts of playing the victim here, each one is a master of the craft.
"Cheng’er, your Father Emperor’s condition has just improved, it’s not suitable for irrelevant people to stay here."
The Empress said in a stern voice.
"It’s true, I thought Ruoyan’s taste was already bad, I didn’t expect yours to be even worse."
Noble Princess Consort Xiao said sarcastically.
Ever since Feng Ruoyan lost her child, Noble Princess Consort Xiao found her displeasing to the eye no matter how she looked at her.
Compared to that, the previously unremarkable Feng Bailing suddenly seemed much more impressive.
Mo Qianqian bit her lip, looking at Dongfang Cheng with an imploring gaze, hoping he would speak on her behalf.
A slap landed on Mo Qianqian’s cheek.
Mo Qianqian was stunned.
"You lowly maid, you have no place to speak here. Get out."
Dongfang Cheng shouted angrily.
Mo Qianqian bit her lip and didn’t dare to cry out, stumbling as she ran out.
"Empress, the Emperor’s condition has stabilized, I would like to return to my residence for a while."
Feng Bailing had been staying in the palace for several days, and her mind was on her two children.
"Bailing, you’ve worked hard during this time. The Empress brought your two children to the palace, so you don’t need to rush back. Stay here for a few more days."
The Empress said with a pleasant expression.