"Go get some fresh melons and fruits and give them to Wei''er and mu''er."


    The Empress Dowager held her spirit, her eyes did not look good, and there was a feeling that the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry.


    "Aunt, Vera doesn''t want to eat. The room is so stuffy that I can hardly breathe."


    Feng Qianwei called intimately. She saw the Empress Dowager''s face. The air in the palace was very stagnant. If it was stuffy, the Empress Dowager''s body would be even worse.


    Everyone doesn''t know that she can do medicine. She can only use other methods. She should be more flexible in treating patients and saving people.


    "OK! OK! Then my aunt will have the windows open."


    The Empress Dowager listened to Feng Qianwei''s address to her. She was not angry, but felt very kind. She stayed in the palace for too long and sometimes missed the past.


    When she married into the royal family, she couldn''t help it.


    "But the Empress Dowager''s body is weak. How can she blow? The night wind is cold."


    Mother Deng said in embarrassment. She had served the Empress Dowager for many years before she dared to say what she thought.


    "You can do whatever you''re told to do. If you''re bored, I won''t spare you."


    The Empress Dowager said unhappily that she loved Feng Qianwei very much. Even the princess was jealous that Feng Qianwei was loved by the Empress Dowager alone.


    Feng Jiumu is also the direct descendant of the Feng family, but he is not so favored in front of the empress dowager, which makes him feel that he doesn''t seem to be the direct eldest son, but his sister.


    "Aunt and grandma still cherish Vera."


    Feng Qianwei doesn''t know why the Empress Dowager dotes on her. Even if she was the wayward, ignorant and known as a straw bag in the past, the Empress Dowager still loves her.


    She felt some heartache and a trace of sadness from the Empress Dowager''s eyes. She looked at herself as if she saw another person.


    "Call -"


    A gust of wind blew, and the night wind poured in outside suddenly brought coolness.


    "Weier learned to make tea and wanted to make it for her aunt."


    Feng Qianwei looked forward to the Empress Dowager. Seeing her nod, she went down to the teahouse under the leadership of mother Deng and made a pot of tea.


    Feng Jiumu doesn''t know Feng Qianwei''s intention, but he vaguely feels that she should have some plan.


    When Feng Qianwei came back to open the teapot, the ventilated room was filled with fresh tea.


    The Empress Dowager took a deep breath of tea and felt that the whole person was comfortable.


    "Smelling the tea, I feel a little sleepy."


    "Oh! I forgot not to drink tea at this time, or I won''t be able to sleep. Otherwise, my aunt will smell more tea and think she has drunk Weier''s tea?"


    Feng Qianwei treated the Empress Dowager through the fragrance of tea. The Empress Dowager only thought she was a child and played hard. She couldn''t bear to disappoint her, so she followed her words.


    The Empress Dowager took a few sips of tea, and the sullen air that had been trapped in her chest seemed to dissipate.


    When the burden on her chest disappeared, her sleep became stronger.


    "Aunt, we came here this time to ask for a pass order. My brother was poisoned with his highness three before and became a fake death. Fortunately, I met a miracle doctor and gave me good medicine to cure my brother."


    Feng Qianwei saw that the Empress Dowager wanted to sleep, so she talked about it with her.


    "Your Highness will be buried tomorrow. I still have medicine here. I want to try to save him, but we can''t go there."


    "This is a keepsake of the mourning family. No one dares to stop you. Go and have a try! Whether you can live depends on your life."


    The Empress Dowager took out a token and gave it to Feng Qianwei.


    The third prince is her favorite grandson. When she learned the bad news, her condition worsened.


    Feng Qianwei knew this, so she proposed to save the third prince. The Empress Dowager didn''t like the sixth prince. If it was to save the sixth prince, things wouldn''t be so smooth.


    "Then we''ll pass."


    Feng Qianwei lights a token towards Feng Jiumu. He nods and smiles.