Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 952 - 951: You, Poisoned Me?

Feng Qihe arrived, bringing two teams of n, all bluster, unaware of what was to be done.

Fu Ning hurriedly followed, "Miss, this ti, it seems that Prince Qi is very anxious and... also very angry."

Judging by Prince Qi’s attitude towards their young lady, anger was a rare occurrence.

The most he would be upset about was the young lady’s unwillingness to be congenial toward him, always resisting him.

But this ti, he was angry as soon as he arrived, which was indeed unusual.

Chu Qianli also felt sowhat helpless, as she still had many things to explain to Long Xinghe.

However, with Prince Qi bringing his n here, if she did not deal with it promptly, it might alarm Wuya and she did not know how many conflicts that would provoke.

Although Feng Wuya was usually mild-mannered, sotis he could be stubborn to the end.

Especially when his friends were oppressed.

Moreover, with Uncle Jiu present today, it was better to do less than more.

"These raw materials, I’ll leave them here for you to handle."

After putting the items in the corner, Chu Qianli had not yet had ti to drink a complete cup of tea before following Fu Ning out to greet them.

Feng Qihe, bringing two teams of n, clearly intended to take Chu Qianli away by force.

"Lili, today, I do not wish to make things difficult for you, but the Empress is extrely ill, and you must accompany us."

Feng Qihe stepped forward, fixing his gaze on Chu Qianli and reemphasized, "The Imperial Physicians at the palace are at their wits’ end, you must co! I do not wish to use force."

"Prince, our young lady has just..."

Before Fu Ning could finish her words, Chu Qianli waved her off.

"I will accompany you to the palace then."

She turned back to look at Fu Ning and nodded, "It’s okay, I understand the situation."

The dicine for the Empress was left by her; she knew what the consequences of taking it would be.

"Prince, if you please!" She led the way to the carriage.

Feng Qihe probably did not expect her to comply so smoothly, hesitated for a mont then, realizing it, imdiately mounted his horse. "Set off, back to the palace!"

Fu Ning was still sowhat worried, but as the lady had instructed to pacify Prince Xiaoyao, she had to first deal with this situation.

Indeed, no sooner had Prince Qi’s troop left the courtyard than Feng Wuya hurriedly arrived.

"Where is Ali? Has the Loyal Brother taken her away?" Feng Wuya was about to pursue.

Fu Ning rushed after him, blocking his path, "Prince, the lady said that the Empress is suffering because she took her dicine, it’s an inevitable process, there won’t be any problems, the lady is aware."

Feng Wuya looked toward the direction of the courtyard gate.

Although he trusted Chu Qianli’s dical skills, the Loyal Brother personally coming with n to forcefully take soone was not a trivial matter.

Should he inform the Fourth Prince?

He had little power in the palace and might not be able to protect Ali, but the Fourth Prince could!

"Prince, the lady also said she hopes you can remain calm and not alarm anyone else."

This ’anyone else’ obviously ant that Chu Qianli did not want to drag Feng Yexuan into this.

Feng Wuya looked doubtful.

In the wind, however, a gentle voice was heard, light and drawing near, "The ga is not over yet, what are you mulling over?"

After a mont of surprise, Feng Wuya turned and left.

If Uncle Jiu was so assured, then, there should be nothing to worry about.

Trust in Ali.

... After entering the palace, Chu Qianli was imdiately taken to the Empress’s chamber.

At that mont, the Empress was clutching her abdon and rolling on the bed, moaning in pain.

The Imperial Physician had taken her pulse and said she had stagnation in her abdon, prescribed dicine, but saw no improvent.

Stagnation, nonsense! She was almost in agony! Was it not poisoning?

Seeing Chu Qianli, the Empress, without thinking, jumped up and grabbed her wrist, "You poisoned her Highness? How ruthless!"