Quickly wear "I am the empress"

"Okay, I'll make sure they don't go to your mansion and disturb you."

Zhu Youxiao nodded, "Oh, right, I see Wei Zhongxian has been coming to my house from time to time recently. Isn't he too idle?"

"Royal sister, he is very capable. If you don't use him, it will be a loss for the Ming Dynasty."

Seeing Zhu Youxiao's seriousness, Zhiyu was speechless for a moment, "Don't worry, my brother, I know what's going on."

"By the way, I had someone send the blueprints to your house some time ago. Have you finished them?"

Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao lowered his head with a guilty conscience, "My wife has been ill these days, and I haven't done anything."

Zhiyu: "............"

"Brother, do you feel that you are being too nice to Madam Fengzhi?"

Zhu Youxiao frowned, "People in ordinary families will treat their wet nurses well. People in the royal family should do better."

Hearing Zhu Youxiao say this, Zhiyu shook his head helplessly. A person who pretends to be asleep can never be woken up.

No matter how good you are to your wet nurse, there must be a limit...

"Royal sister, please order a few imperial doctors to stay in my house so that they can treat Madam at any time."

Zhiyu frowned slightly upon hearing this, "Brother Huang, don't you have an imperial physician in your house?"

Zhu Youxiao shook his head, "Too few. Madam is paralyzed, so we have to let them take turns to treat her."

"Tell the Jinyiwei to pay more attention to famous doctors among the people when they go out on missions."

"If there is someone with outstanding medical skills, we must invite him to the capital no matter what."

Zhiyu shrugged, "That's not necessary."

"The person with the best medical skills in the world must be the imperial physician of our Ming Dynasty."

"They can't cure Madam Fengzhi's illness, which means that Madam's illness is probably incurable."

As he spoke, Zhiyu sighed as if unintentionally: "It's strange to say, the lady was fine, and I don't know how she became paralyzed."

"I heard that when Concubine Zhang Yu died in the cold palace, her legs were so stretched that she couldn't even walk."

"Brother, do you think... should we perform a ritual in this palace?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Youxiao's expression gradually became solemn.

After a while, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Still... Let's not do it."

Zhiyu shook his head in disapproval, "Royal brother, I heard that when people in the folk are sick and can't be cured, they will ask someone to perform a ritual to exorcise the evil spirits."

"Madam Fengzhi has been lying in bed for so long and has not gotten better. How about I order someone to perform a ritual for her?"

"You care so much about your wife, you don't want her to be paralyzed in bed forever."

Zhu Youxiao frowned and thought for a moment before hesitantly asking, "Royal sister, if we ask someone to perform a ritual, will Madam be fine?"

Zhiyu waved his hand: "Brother, I didn't say that."

"We should try all possible means."

Zhu Youxiao nodded slowly, "I'll go back and ask my wife for her opinion on this matter."

"If Madam is willing, then please ask someone to come and try."

"Her illness did come about in a strange way."

"If performing rituals can make things better, that would be great."

Hearing Zhu Youxiao say this, the smile on Zhiyu's face became much more intense.

"In that case, please go back and ask, brother."

"I will transfer Wei Zhongxian away in a moment to prevent him from disturbing Madam's rest."

Zhu Youxiao nodded, "Okay, remember to deal with those who come to my house and cry."

“I’m annoyed by their voices now.”