Long Xinghe did not know what Chu Qianli was happy about.
But the "he" she spoke of should not be Wuya.
As long as it wasn't Wuya, she was relieved.
There was still someone else in Chu Qianli's room. Although Long Xinghe guessed it, she didn't pay much attention.
Many things, she could handle them herself.
After Long Xinghe left, Chu Qianli immediately returned to her room and sat by Feng Dingchu's bed.
She looked at Feng Dingchu, whose face was pale and ashen, and said in a deep voice, "Achou, you must wake up. There are still many things waiting for you to do."
"The Empress Dowager did not die of illness. You might not have had time to check her pulse, but I often did, so I know."
"The Empress Dowager was poisoned with a slow-acting poison, and died from long-term poisoning. It's just that the toxicity was very weak each time, so even the imperial physicians couldn't diagnose it."
"Achou, the Empress Dowager died mysteriously. Are you going to let it go unchecked?"
"Even if you hate her, you can't just ignore her..."
The man on the bed trembled violently, his long fingers slowly clenching.
Chu Qianli was so nervous that she didn't dare to breathe too heavily.
"Achou, you can't ignore her, she was poisoned to death!"
"She..." Feng Dingchu's thin lips parted slightly again.
His eyelids slowly opened, and his heavy gaze fell on Chu Qianli.
"She... died of illness."
"Achou! You're awake! You're really awake!"
Chu Qianli found herself so excited that she almost wanted to cry! m..oΓg
She had treated so many patients, but Feng Dingchu was definitely the one she was most excited about after saving him!
"Achou, she..."
Unexpectedly, after Feng Dingchu woke up, his most persistent thought was this: "I don't... hate her."
...
It was impossible to deceive the divine physician Wuchenzi in terms of medical skills.
Before her death, the Empress Dowager had held Feng Dingchu's hand, and he had taken the opportunity to check her pulse.
The Empress Dowager had indeed died of illness, her internal organs failing, and no matter how skilled he was, he could not save her.
Therefore, at that time, he had not attempted to treat or save the Empress Dowager.
There was no possibility at all.
He was determined to wake up, not because he had been deceived by Chu Qianli, but simply because he wanted to tell her that he did not hate her.
Perhaps he himself didn't know whether he wanted to tell Chu Qianli this or say it to himself.
He did not hate the Empress Dowager, truly not, not at all.
He did not want to hate his own mother, even though this was the second time his mother had tried her best to kill him.
The Empress Dowager had been dead for two days, and the princes were still in the palace observing mourning, not having left.
Feng Wuya had not yet returned.
The逍遥王府 (Xiaoyao Prince's Manor) remained very quiet.
Tonight was the third night since the Empress Dowager's departure.
Chu Qianli brought some tea and snacks from the kitchen. She looked up and saw a tall, slender figure in plain white on the tree.
For the past two days, whenever she saw him, Chu Qianli felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
Every time she saw him, she felt an indescribable pity.
No one loved him; his mother didn't love him at all.
But she truly wanted to be his mother, to replace the Empress Dowager and cherish him properly.
Even though he was more than ten years older than her, he was so alone, which was truly heartbreaking.
"Achou, I've prepared some food for you. Come down and eat together, okay?"
At this moment, if he was willing, Chu Qianli truly wanted to offer him all the most beautiful things in the world.
As long as he was willing to glance at them again.
"Achou, come down, be good!"