Ironically, she was indifferent to her own son at this very moment.

Sherry smiled but didn't say anything.

Jingrong remained completely calm!

He never expected a deep father-son bond in the imperial family, so he never anticipated it.

Jinghua started paying attention to Shirley after she fainted last time.

The atmosphere in the palace also made me feel much calmer.

Sherry's attempts to comfort her didn't have much effect.

Then Jingrong took her to pet the dog.

Sherry and Bowengkuo looked at the adorable appearance of the brother and sister.

Then I heard Jinghua crying.

"Doggy... Little White... Waaaaah..."

Sherry rushed over and saw the puppy lying there. Her body instinctively told her that she felt extremely uncomfortable!

Sherry carried one child in each arm back to the palace!

"Prepare water!"

As they were talking, the spring water was poured into the small fish tank on the table for them to soak in temporarily.

The servants then realized that something was wrong.

The imperial physician who stayed behind frowned deeply after examining the dog, terrified!

Sherry made them soak their hands and then forced them to drink the spiritual spring water.

The two little ones were a bit flustered and at a loss, but they still obediently did as instructed!

Sherry asked Bowengkuo to look after the two children.

Then they observed the servants serving in the courtyard one by one.

"Where's Xizi?" Shirley thought of the servant who kept the dog.

Everyone looked around, and a young eunuch went to investigate, only to find that Xizi had already died from the poison!

"Ha!" Sherry looked at the person and ordered them to be cremated on the spot!

"Your Majesty, this is a rare poison. The books say it comes from the Western Regions, with a pleasant fragrance, but once you're exposed to it, it's very difficult to get rid of..."

The imperial physician who remained behind looked at Xizi, who had already stopped breathing, and smelled the faint fragrance in the air. Suddenly, he remembered an ancient book he had read.

At the same time, Bai Zhi seemed to have thought of something, and her expression changed.

There is a strange poison called "Orchid Corrosion," whose fragrance is deep and mysterious, like an orchid in a secluded valley, elegant and extraordinary, but in reality, it hides a deadly intent. Once the skin is slightly touched, its fragrance will follow like a shadow, which cannot be washed away by water or blown away by wind. It is lingering and difficult to get rid of.

This poison is no ordinary substance; it can travel along the meridians, penetrate the skin, and reach the bone marrow, silently eroding life. At first, one may feel refreshed and seemingly benefited, but little does one know that the poison has already penetrated to the very core of one's being, and by then it is too late for regrets.

Therefore, people say: "Though the orchid is beautiful, it is poisonous and corrosive; be careful and wary of it."

Another old doctor stared in disbelief at Xizi trapped in the raging fire.

"This servant must return to the Imperial Hospital!" The old imperial physician bowed to Xue Li.

Sherry nodded slightly.

"Bai Lu, kill the servant who shares a room with Xi Zi, throw him into the fire, and search his personal belongings!"

After giving her instructions, Shirley returned to her bedchamber to change her clothes.

The bathtub was now steaming hot.

Shirley told Jingrong and Jinghua to soak separately.

Jingrong probably sensed something and looked at her hesitantly.

"Don't worry, your mother is here!"

Sherry then added spiritual spring water to each of their bathtubs.

The two little ones were getting sleepy from soaking!

Sherry settled them in bed and had the evidence she had found delivered to Shunzhi's desk.

The Jirhalang family!

Jirgalang was an important regent during the Shunzhi reign. He gradually rose to prominence after Dorgon's death and became one of the figures Shunzhi relied on.

So, it seems you want to take it a step further now?

The Tongjia clan!

Yes, Xuan Ye's maternal grandfather was right. If little Xuan Ye had no one to support him, where would the smallpox virus have come from?

Sherry was furious when she heard the news!

When Ao Bai arrived that evening, Xue Li bit him hard.

Do you know what happened today?

"I know, don't worry, I'm here, Qiqige!" Ao Bai coaxed her gently.

"What is the Emperor's attitude?" Shirley stared intently into Ao Bai's eyes.

"...Let's proceed step by step. He still relies on them for now." Ao Bai felt inexplicably ashamed. He was angry, and the Emperor was angry too, but they still held back.

"That dog is still here. Send him to the bed of Jirhalang and Tong Tulai, no, the Tong Guowei brothers!" Sherry sneered, staring intently at Ao Bai!

“…Alright!” Ao Bai’s expression was somewhat complicated.

"Difficult?" Sherry didn't understand his dilemma.

"No, if something happens to them, the Emperor will definitely target you!" Ao Bai couldn't help but hug Xue Li tightly.

"It's alright! Just do it!" Sherry lowered her eyes and didn't say anything.

If Shunzhi was willing to play dumb, then let him continue; they would keep to themselves and not interfere with each other.

If he's going to court disaster, then there's no need to wait any longer; just send him away.

Ao Bai gently patted Xue Li's back and disappeared into the night.

Sherry noticed that Jingrong had been secretly watching from the side of the screen, and now he had secretly gotten into bed.

When Sherry returned to her bedchamber, she noticed the little one's breathing was erratic.

They didn't say anything.

He'll find out someday.

The next day, the little guy's expression was also calm, and Sherry thought he had a strong ability to accept things.

The next night, however, the little guy developed a high fever.

Sherry was absolutely certain that the poison had some effect on them, but not a significant one.

She reacted fairly quickly.

I never expected it to catch fire now.

Sherry sent for the imperial physician, but Kunning Palace was locked from the outside.

When Xue Li's divine sense expanded outwards, she actually saw Shunzhi standing on a high platform, looking towards Kunning Palace.

"After so many times, it seems that even Heaven doesn't want the Mongolian bloodline to continue!"

Emperor Shunzhi muttered to himself, his expression desolate.

"Don't blame me, the Qing Dynasty can't withstand any more turmoil, and there's no antidote for that poison. Smallpox, measly disease, and the agonizing poison... Heaven won't spare you, Jingrong..."

Shunzhi's eyes were vacant, while Wu Liangfu waited at a distance.

Sherry knew it!

There's no need to keep these people around!

“Granny Asa,” Shirley said, looking at Granny Asa who was waiting to the side, “The Tong family and Jirhalang attacked the twins with a rare poison from the Western Regions! The Emperor did nothing!”

Sherry's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

Both Granny Asa and Aunt Naren, who brought in the medicine, changed their expressions.

"I don't know what to do. Kunning Palace is locked from the outside! I suppose the Emperor is afraid that the Empress Dowager will find out the truth!"

Sherry's words were filled with despair, and Granny Asa looked at the unconscious Jingrong and tears streamed down her face.

No one saw Jingrong's eyes rolling around in his sleep.

A moment later, a whistle blew and a gray pigeon flew in.

I don't know anything else, but I've heard that the Empress Dowager summoned some people into the palace.

At night, Ao Bai entered.

They carried various rare medicinal herbs.

Upon seeing the unconscious Jingrong, she burst into tears.

"Change your clothes, take a shower, be careful not to bring in the virus!" After coaxing the little girl to sleep, Shirley checked Jingrong's pulse from time to time.

She was a little confused. Was she also experiencing a bottleneck period?

She couldn't even tell that Jingrong had any health problems.

At night, Jingrong woke up and found that it was the bearded Aobai guarding him, his mother, and his sister.

And seeing that he was unhappy, they even carried him on a big horse!

Jingrong's expression remained unchanged as Aobai cautiously inquired if he was hungry, what he wanted to eat, and what he wanted to use...

"I want to drink porridge!" Jingrong's voice was a little hoarse.