The guards who reported the news from the King of Chu did not dare to say that the master was crazy, but only said that the King of Chu was overly sad and was determined to see the emperor's uncle.

Zhao Heng immediately ordered Eunuch Fu to prepare the car.

Song Jianing was worried that the King of Chu was also worried about Feng Zheng, so he got out of bed. While serving Zhao Heng dressing quickly, he discussed in a low voice: "Prince, I'll go with you too. If something happened to your Highness, my sister-in-law must be in vain. I'll go there, and I can help you."

Zhao Heng looked at her and responded with great worries.

Song Jianing instructed the wet nurse to take care of her daughter carefully. The couple got on the carriage overnight and galloped towards the Chu Prince's Mansion.

After the King of Chu overturned seven or eight guards, he might have been unwell. As he fought, he suddenly fell head-on and fell into a coma again. The guards hurriedly got up and moved the prince back to the inner room. Feng Zheng ordered someone to hire an imperial physician. She sat by the bed and took her husband's pulse first. The pulse was disordered, which was indeed a madness.

The symptoms of madness are often caused by depression and anger and disturbance of the mind; some are qi stagnant and phlegm-cracking, or are furious, which is damaged by the liver and gallbladder.

Feng Zheng held her husband's wrist and recalled her husband's crazy behavior in the yard just now. Only then did she realize that her husband was far from as calm as he showed. He was holding his heart to hold it up. He didn't tell anyone, but he became a disease if he held it in his mouth.

Since her husband's condition had been confirmed and after panic and distress, Feng Zheng quickly calmed down and told her maid: "Get my silver needle." The most urgent task is to use acupuncture to disperse the heat in her husband's body, otherwise the anger will continue to accumulate and her husband's madness will only be worse.

The eldest maid was about to leave when she received the order. Eunuch Kang looked at the unconscious prince and couldn't help but whisper: "Princess, the youngest has sent someone to hire an imperial physician. I believe it will be here soon." He knew that the princess knew medical skills, but after all, it was not a medical official. If something went wrong, the princess' condition worsened. What should he do if the princess was convicted and was punished by the emperor for this? The princess was already sick. If something happened to the princess, the princess had no chance of being in charge. The huge princess's house was gone.

"Go." Feng Zheng said without raising her head, her voice firm and unquestionable.

The maid glanced at Eunuch Kang and walked quickly. Eunuch Kang didn't dare to stop him anymore, so she could only rely on the princess's medical skills.

The Chu Palace was closer to the palace, and the emperor was the first to learn the news. Therefore, Emperor Xuande, who was concerned about his eldest son, arrived first, followed by two teams of guards and two imperial physicians on duty. Emperor Xuande quickly stepped into the inner room like an enclave. Feng Zheng just pulled out the last silver needle on the body of the King of Chu. Seeing that Emperor Xuande actually came, Feng Zheng was surprised at first, then put away the needle and knelt aside, kowtowed and said, "Father, the prince is not supposed to delay the sudden madness. My son dared to use the needle for the prince, please forgive me for his crime."

The eldest son had just vomited blood in the sun, and went crazy again in the middle of the night. Emperor Xuande frowned and looked at his daughter-in-law kneeling there. Emperor Xuande did not pursue the matter yet. Instead, he walked to the end of the bed and asked the imperial physician to take the pulse for the eldest son first. The Du envoy of the Imperial Hospital Hospital walked over with a serious expression. He first observed the expression of the King of Chu. Seeing that the King of Chu was pale, he called the King of Chu's vein. He was still disordered, which was a madness.

The envoy Du Yuan had some personal relationships with the Imperial Doctor Feng and would go to Feng's house to attend the banquet every year. He knew Feng Zheng had good medical skills and had the talent to study medicine. He carefully asked Feng Zheng about the condition of the King of Chu. After acupuncture and moxibustion of the acupoints, the envoy of Du Yuan respectfully said to Emperor Xuande: "Your Majesty, the prince's liver fire is extremely hot, which causes the disease. Fortunately, the princess applied acupuncture in time to relieve the dryness and fire in the prince's body, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

When Emperor Xuande heard that his daughter-in-law had made contributions, he first asked his daughter-in-law to get up, and then asked nervously: "Will the King of Chu have another attack?"

The envoy Du pondered and lowered his head and said, "This is not something I dared to assert. I still need to make a conclusion after the prince is awake."

Emperor Xuande's eyes darkened.

The eunuch outside came in to report that King Shou and Princess Shou had arrived. Emperor Xuande looked at the door and nodded.

Zhao Heng and Song Jianing walked over side by side and saluted Emperor Xuande first.

Emperor Xuande was also very tired this day, and he waved his hand and didn't want to say a word.

After Song Jianing stood up, he looked over quietly. The last time she saw Emperor Xuande was in the Beiyuan yard. Emperor Xuande, who was in his early fifties, rode a horse to hunt. He looked so energetic. He looked like he was only in his forties. Unexpectedly, before a month arrived, Emperor Xuande seemed to be five years old, and stood beside the King of Chu, with a tired face.

She and the prince rushed here after getting the news. The emperor actually came faster than them, which shows how worried the King of Chu was.

Song Jianing has been in Beijing for so long, especially when he married Queen Shou, and he heard a lot of gossip about the emperor intermittently, some say that the emperor murdered Emperor Gaozu, some say that the emperor forced the Prince of Wu'an to death, some say that the emperor suffered a crushing defeat in the battle with the Liao Kingdom, and some say that the emperor was an incompetent emperor, but at least at this moment, the emperor in Song Jianing's eyes was a good father who truly loved his son.

Zhao Heng was also deeply moved by what she thought. He really didn't expect that his father would leave the palace overnight.

"Father, it's late at night. You go back to the palace first, my son, guard your elder brother." Zhao Heng advised sincerely.

Emperor Xuande said to his two daughters-in-law: "You go down and rest. I and Yuan Xiu are here to guard me. I will call you when I wake up."

Song Jianing nodded, Feng Zheng hesitated and wanted to stay by her husband's side himself, but in the end he retreated to the outside room with Song Jianing.

"It's midnight, and my sister was forced to go there." Ye Hei, and the lights in the room seemed dim. Feng Zheng held Song Jianing's hand and said guiltily.

"Family, sister-in-law, don't be polite to me, sit down for a while." Song Jianing helped her walk to the middle of the red sandalwood chair, his eyes full of concern, "Are Brother Cheng okay?"

Feng Zheng nodded: "The wet nurse is coaxing her and is still asleep."

Song Jianing sat opposite her, held Feng Zheng's cold hand, and whispered: "Brother, a good person, has his own appearance, and he will definitely get better."

Feng Zheng looked at her soft face and forced herself to hold on for half the night. Now there was finally a friendly and trustworthy person. Feng Zheng could no longer help but buried it on Song Jianing's shoulder and covered her mouth and sobbed. Before the prince fell ill, she was clearly blaming her. She was afraid that the prince would ignore her again, and she was even more afraid that the prince would get crazy and could not even be a normal person.

She cried in despair, and Song Jianing raised her head, trying not to let the tears fall, and could not speak, but could only pat Feng Zheng on the shoulder gently.

In the inner room, Emperor Xuande noticed that the third brother was still standing, patted his side, and asked his son to sit over.

Zhao Heng obeyed the order.

Emperor Xuande has been holding his eldest son's hand since he sat down, touching the back of his eldest son's hand unconsciously for a while, and he said quietly: "To be honest, you four brothers, I love your elder brother the most. He is my first son to grow up safely. He looks like me and has learned a lot of kung fu. When the Liao Kingdom sent envoys to provoke him, the Liao people were superb martial arts. The several guards I sent on the field lost. It was your elder brother who ended up, and three moves made the other party unable to get up..."

Thinking of the scene where the eldest son brought glory to him, Emperor Xuande smiled and held the eldest son's hand tightly.

Zhao Heng did not answer the conversation and listened quietly.

Emperor Xuande smiled and looked sad: "But your elder brother is too straightforward and doesn't understand... His disease is caused by me."

How ridiculous he was devoted to planning for his son, but in the end his son complained that he was so crazy.

"Father!"

Zhao Heng knelt down and said in pain: "Father's hard work, one day, brother..."

Emperor Xuande reached out and pressed his son's shoulder, and smiled bitterly: "If he could understand my hard work, he would not have gotten sick today."

Zhao Heng lowered his straight back. He could see his brother's heart knot, so how could his father not guess?

Emperor Xuande turned his eyes to the third brother. Thinking of his son's "father's painstaking efforts" just now, his chest finally felt a little more comfortable. He had done so much, and if all the four sons blamed him, then he would have been in vain. Fortunately, the four brothers were the eldest, the eldest, who was stupid, instead of kissing his father, he was partial to his uncle.

The sky gradually became brighter. Because the eldest son was sick, Emperor Xuande was abandoned for a day. The ministers guarding the hall all sighed. They had known that the emperor loved the eldest prince, King Chu, and today they realized that the love had penetrated into their bones.

Chu King's Mansion.

The room was quiet, and the King of Chu woke up slowly. He opened his eyes and saw a figure sitting by the bed. He suddenly jumped up and pushed him. Emperor Xuande was old and stayed up all night. He was dozing off with his head hanging down, but Zhao Heng was awake. When he saw his brother being crazy, he rushed over and hugged his brother tightly, constantly calling him to the elder brother, trying to calm him down.

The King of Chu refused to listen, twisted his body and kicked his legs, and struggled hard.

Zhao Heng was not as strong as him, but he was in the process of winning the initiative and pressing the King of Chu on the bed. Eunuch Kang and his little eunuchs rushed over immediately and pressed the King of Chu together. Emperor Xuande had already retreated a few steps away. Looking at the eldest son who was blushing on the bed, he was shocked and in pain, and completely forgot to react.

"Rope!" Zhao Heng turned his head and ordered, but for a moment he was distracted. Unexpectedly, the King of Chu swung his punch and hit him in the face.

"Prince!" Song Jianing screamed in surprise.

Zhao Heng didn't hear it, and he held his brother's iron arm again, lowered his head and the blood fell from his nose. The crazy King of Chu probably had never seen the blood before. He was stunned for a moment. Zhao Heng took the opportunity to cut his brother's arm back and pressed him on the bed, pressing him and the three little eunuchs on his body, and could no longer move.

Soon, the King of Chu was tied to the pillar with a chair, staring at him and opening his mouth and shouting. His form was terrifying, and no one would listen. After boiling medicine in the kitchen, the imperial physician wanted to feed the King of Chu, but the King of Chu knocked the medicine bowl over the medicine bowl with his head. Zhao Heng held his brother's head with his own hands, and the imperial physician went to feed it again. As a result, the King of Chu vomited all of them, and his body was covered with medicine, which was extremely embarrassing.

"Get the medicine, I'll feed it." Emperor Xuande said in a deep voice.

The King of Chu stared at him fiercely.

"Father, let me try it." Feng Zheng walked over haggardly, his eyes red.

Emperor Xuande looked at his daughter-in-law.

Feng Zheng begged to look at the emperor, tears flashing in his eyes. Emperor Xuande suddenly thought of his women. When men were fragile, it seemed that women's comfort was more appropriate.

Emperor Xuande nodded.

Feng Zheng took the medicine bowl brought by the eunuch, glanced at everyone who was guarding him, and found that the prince was full of vigilance against everyone, as if everyone was his enemy. Feng Zheng continued to beg: "Father, the prince doesn't remember people now. He doesn't know that the emperor and the third prince are here to care about him. The more people he is, the more uneasy he is..."

As if to confirm her words, the tied King of Chu roared at Emperor Xuande again.

Emperor Xuande was helpless and went out first. Zhao Heng wanted to stay and help the King of Chu's head. Feng Zheng shook his head slightly. Zhao Heng understood that his sister-in-law was betting. If he won, his brother would take medicine. If he lost, his sister-in-law might be injured.

"Thank you sister-in-law." Zhao Heng said solemnly.

Seeing that half of his face was swollen by her husband, Feng Zheng bowed his knees and saluted. Zhao Heng looked at his wife, Song Jianing quickly walked to him, and the couple left the house side by side.

Only the King of Chu and his wife were left in the inner room. The King of Chu's eyes were covered with blood, and he stared at the woman opposite him violently.

Without anyone disturbing, Feng Zheng looked at her husband with a medicine bowl. His hair was disheveled and he described it as ferocious, but she remembered that her husband looked neat and luxurious and majestic. He was a prince outside. When he arrived beside her, he was as thick as a city wall and was very kind to her. He was willing to listen to whatever she said.

Feng Zheng didn't believe that her husband really forgot her.

Putting down the medicine bowl, Feng Zheng walked towards the King of Chu step by step. The closer he got, the more fierce the King of Chu was to make it. Her burly body stretched the rope that bound him tightly. Her angry resistance roar was so shocked that Emperor Xuande and others frowned. Only Feng Zheng was not afraid at all and slowly stopped opposite the King of Chu. Then, she smiled at the King of Chu, with tears falling in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth raised, her brows stretched, and her smile was gentle and moving.

The King of Chu suddenly stopped fighting and looked at her in confusion.

"Prince, I remember the night we got married, you hugged me and said, "You like me the most, and you will never forget the way I smiled in the carriage." Feng Zheng said softly, while slowly approaching a step. Thinking of the uneasy, shyness and unexpected sweetness of the wedding night, Feng Zheng couldn't help but squat down, holding the King of Chu's knees with both hands, tilted his head, and asked him expectantly: "Prince, do you still like to watch me when I smile like this?"

The King of Chu didn't see her laughing, and his eyes slowly moved down with the tears that surged from her eyes. The tears disappeared, and new ones flowed out again. As he looked, his face suddenly itched. The King of Chu lowered his eyes, but he still couldn't see anything on his face. He wanted to get angry, but a cool hand suddenly reached over and gently pressed against his face.

The King of Chu looked over again.

"The prince doesn't cry, I will always be with you. I will boil medicine for the prince. The prince will definitely get better." Feng Zheng wiped his tears and gently pushed the messy hair in front of the prince, revealing the man's beautiful face that had recovered from fairness. The King of Chu did not move, letting her fiddle with his hair, and he looked at her without turning his eyes.

Her husband was willing to accept her, and hope appeared in Feng Zheng's heart. He brought the medicine bowl. Seeing him frowning, Feng Zheng took a sip on himself and then coaxed him: "It's not bitter at all, don't believe the prince to try?"

The King of Chu looked at her rosy lips, then looked at the porcelain spoon, and nodded slowly.

Feng Zheng was overjoyed, leaned forward, tried hard to control his trembling hands, and carefully fed him.

With the first sip, there will be a second sip. Whenever the King of Chu didn't want to drink it, Feng Zheng would coax it softly, and kept coaxing the King of Chu to drink a full bowl.

After feeding the medicine, Feng Zheng helped her husband wipe the corners of his mouth. When she stopped, she said softly: "The prince is sick, I will take Brother Sheng back to honor you."
Chapter completed!