Parents are busy farming

On the carriage, Ye Zifen was seen sitting quietly on the shaft.

Her originally beautiful face was now frowned, and her expression was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

The worries deep in her heart were like thick dark clouds hanging over her, making it impossible for her to ever show the bright smile she used to have on her face.

Zhang Gaoyi, who was unable to move due to physical disability, could only lie helplessly in the carriage.

His doubtful eyes were fixed on Ye Zifen's thin back, and he asked with concern, "Zifen, why do you look so bad? Did something terrible happen again?"

However, in the face of Zhang Gaoyi's questioning, Ye Zifen remained silent, but subconsciously increased the strength of her hands that were tightly holding the handkerchief.

She knew very well that at this moment there were still a large number of imperial guards outside the city, watching closely, and she must not easily reveal any news about the emperor taking medicine to anyone.

Zhang Gaoyi looked at Ye Zifen in silence, and his heart sank. He became more and more certain that this matter was of great importance.

At this moment, Ye Zifen's brain was working rapidly, with all kinds of thoughts and ideas intertwining and colliding wildly in it.

The autumn wind is bleak, whistling past your ears, bringing a hint of coolness that is refreshing to the heart.

However, this chill could not dispel the growing gloom in Ye Zifen's heart, but instead made her already confused thoughts even more chaotic.

Zhang Gaoyi looked at Ye Zifen with a solemn expression and sighed softly, knowing that it would be futile to ask any more questions at this moment.

Therefore, he decided to put aside his doubts for the time being and focus on healing his injuries first.

After all, only when your body recovers can you better face everything that may happen next.

The carriage moved slowly forward on the bumpy road. The creaking sound made by the friction between the wheels and the ground was like a dull alarm bell, knocking on the tense nerves of the two people in the car.

The entire carriage was filled with a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere, and even the air seemed to be frozen.

Ye Zifen gritted her teeth and encouraged herself secretly in her heart: No matter what, I must find a way to solve the problem! I must not let the emperor's health continue to deteriorate.

Finally, the carriage arrived at Princess Fuxia's mansion.

When Ye Zifen hurriedly jumped off the carriage, she found that Nanny Qi had been waiting there.

With the assistance of several imperial guards, they carefully lifted the injured Zhang Gaoyi from the carriage, moved him into the room and placed him on the bed.

However, during the moving process, several wounds on Zhang Gaoyi's body opened again, and the bright red blood instantly seeped through the white gauze bandaging the wounds. The glaring color was frightening to the eye.

Seeing this, Ye Zifen frowned and hurried forward to check the situation.

She swiftly opened a medicine box and took out various bottles, jars and clean bandages, preparing to treat Zhang Gaoyi's wound and change the medicine.

At this moment, Nanny Qi came with a slightly hasty pace, while Mu Hongzhou came quickly like a gust of wind.

Both of their faces were filled with anxiety, and their concern was beyond words.

"What is going on? How could the injury be so serious?" Aunt Qi's voice trembled slightly, as if she was deeply shocked by what she saw.

Mu Hongzhou, who was standing by, also had a worried look on his face, frowning, and asked, "What happened? He is quite skilled, how come he is so badly injured?"

Ye Zifen did not stop treating the wound, but simply explained the whole story in a concise manner.

After hearing this, the expressions of both Madam Qi and Mu Hongzhou instantly turned into disapproval. Mu Hongzhou's expression was as depressing as the sky covered with dark clouds.

After the wound was treated, Ye Zifen slowly stood up and personally escorted Aunt Qi and Mu Hongzhou to the door of the room.

Then, she walked back into the house with heavy steps and sat quietly in front of the old desk.

After a brief pause, she reached out and picked up the brush on the table, gently dipped it in ink, and began to write on the special letterhead for Master Shangguan.

"Master Shangguan, I have something important to ask you. Recently, the emperor used a very special medicine, which is almost the same as the one used by the old patriarch of the Lu family. I am very worried and wonder if there is any corresponding remedy? The emperor's physical condition is really worrying..."

When Ye Zifen put pen to paper, every stroke was filled with endless worry and anxiety, and the words between the lines revealed her deep concern for the emperor's safety.

Zhang Gaoyi always kept his eyes on Ye Zifen's direction, watching her every move closely.

When he saw Ye Zifen writing a letter at her desk, he did not say a word, but waited silently until Ye Zifen finished the letter and sent it out, then sat down next to him.

He just spoke slowly: "From the looks of it, could it be that something earth-shattering has happened again?"

Ye Zifen nodded slightly and responded solemnly: "You are in the inner room of the side hall, so you may not know about this. The medicine that the emperor is taking now is actually at the cost of sacrificing his future life! Although his current condition seems to be good, in fact..."

Having said this, Ye Zifen couldn't help but pause and bit her lips lightly, as if she found it difficult to continue speaking.

When Zhang Gaoyi heard this, his heart was shocked, and he suddenly realized why Ye Zifen's emotions had been so volatile recently.

He sighed deeply and said with emotion: "No wonder the emperor is so anxious. Since he has already started drinking this medicine that exchanges life for temporary stability, his body must have reached a point where it can no longer sustain it."

Ye Zifen nodded worriedly and continued, "More importantly, this incident will definitely make the emperor very sad. I really don't know how much damage this will cause to the emperor's body! I am really worried and uneasy right now."

Seeing this, Zhang Gaoyi reached out and gently patted Ye Zifen's shoulder, and said softly, "Don't worry too much. I will do my best to take care of myself. Don't worry, I'm here for you! As long as we can successfully discipline those princes who hold military power, the road ahead will naturally become smoother and smoother."

Ye Zifen frowned slightly and said, "I have already written to Master Shangguan, hoping that she can give me an improved recipe, but to be honest, I really don't dare to have too much extravagant hope for this matter."

How could Zhang Gaoyi, who was standing beside her, not understand her feelings at the moment?