Chapter 86 [Concubine Ying is about to die]

Jiang Lili couldn't help laughing. Has it been a habit of teachers since ancient times to keep classes after class?

Yang Yunzhao does have some good points. Even though he doesn't get paid for his extra time, he is still so dedicated.

Little did he know that in He Jing, who had a poor foundation, Yang Yunzhao found the pleasure of crushing and felt the feeling of being needed. Moreover, this powerful young master He had to listen to his scolding, which was extremely satisfying.

Yang Yunzhao even felt that he was beginning to love this job.

She handed He Jing a piece of paper that she had written in advance: "After you finish this little test, we'll end it."

He Jing took the paper from Yang Yunzhao, swallowed his saliva, picked up the brush, and couldn't write a single word for a long time.

Yang Yunzhao frowned and said, "Do you remember this kind of account? I've told you many times!"

"This..." He Jing hesitated and looked up at Yang Yunzhao.

"Why are you looking at me? There's no word on my face." Yang Yunzhao crossed his arms, frowned and glared at He Jing. He Jing immediately lowered his head and fiddled with the abacus in his hand.

Even Jiang Lili, who was standing by, felt the fear of being dominated by the teacher.

After breakfast, Jiang Lili set off with the exile team. The journey was smooth for half a month. The exile team had to walk fifty miles a day, and they would reach Lianzhou in another twenty days. Then they could board the ship at the Lianzhou dock and arrive at Haizhou.

In the palace, after Zhou Jushan opened the package wrapped with the sachet, he posted the style and front and back of the sachet given by Concubine Rou in the group.

The sachet is made of light green coarse linen, not of very good quality. It should be a sachet worn by the palace maids.

There is also a plum blossom embroidered on the sachet.

Zhang Xiaopang found a handmade blogger in the same city online and paid for an expedited customization of a sachet of the same design.

The plum blossom on the sachet is not very large, so it is not difficult to embroider.

Zhang Xiaopang got the finished product in the evening and delivered it to Jiang Lili, who then gave it to Zhou Jushan in a red envelope.

Zhou Jushan stuffed mugwort into the sachet, took the tonic prepared by the squad leader, and went to the cold palace under the cover of night.

Zhou Jushan asked Concubine Ying to wear the sachet on her body and told her their plan.

"This tonic can clear the body of toxins. Your Majesty may vomit blood or bleed black blood after taking it. It is good for the body, but the process will be a bit uncomfortable."

"Thank you both for your hard work." Xin Yingshu bowed to Zhou Jushan and watched him leave.

Her niece-in-law is such a capable person. Her chronic illness that had plagued her for years has actually improved, and now there is even a way for her to make a comeback.

In the cold palace, Xin Yingshu tightly grasped the sachet in her hand, with boundless hatred in her eyes.

She drank the medicine prepared by Lord Qi in the bowl, gradually calmed down, and looked at the bleak moonlight outside the window.

I was lucky enough to be able to save my life. I never thought that one day I would have the opportunity to walk out of the cold palace.

Xin Yingshu's eyes flashed coldly, "Emperor Qingning, Empress Dowager Yu, I must be escorted out of the cold palace in a dignified manner!"

One noon three days later.

News spread in the cold palace that Concubine Ying had accidentally contracted an epidemic, and the symptoms were said to be extremely serious. She had a fever so high that her sweat soaked her bedding, and her nose bled from time to time, and the blood was dark black.

The man is so dumb that he can't speak.

Everyone in the cold palace avoided her, and everyone was saying that Concubine Ying was about to die.

All the concubines in the palace were secretly happy. The once glorious Concubine Ying was now infected with an epidemic in the cold palace and her later years were miserable. They felt very relieved.

All palace maids who contracted the epidemic were to be isolated, and given some herbal medicine to fool them, leaving them to fend for themselves. Only the nobles in the palace would be treated by imperial physicians.

Therefore, the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs simply threw a package of herbs and dry food into the isolated courtyard of Concubine Ying from a distance and left in a hurry, for fear of contracting the same serious disease as Concubine Ying.

The news that Concubine Ying had contracted the epidemic also reached the ears of Emperor Qingning and the Empress Dowager.

Upon hearing this news, Emperor Qingning sighed, "Noble Concubine Ying's fate is truly tragic. I, remembering the late emperor's favor for her and the affection he had for her for over twenty years, allowed her to languish in the cold palace. I never expected that."

The late emperor treated Xin Yingshu as his own daughter, and before his death, he instructed Emperor Qingning to live happily with Xin Yingshu.

Empress Dowager Yu sipped her tea contentedly. "She's finally dying of her illness. We previously confined her to the cold palace and refused to allow the imperial physician to treat her. I didn't expect her to be so tenacious and live for almost two months."

"God is going to take her away. What's the point of resisting?"

"I heard that the bodies of patients who died of the plague were all cremated, and in the end, she couldn't even keep her body intact."

Emperor Qingning thought again about the poison that Princess Jin had given Xin Che. The poison would slowly devour the internal organs of the victim. "This is the fate of the Xin family who oppose me. They will die without a complete body."

At this moment, Peng Yongfu, the empress dowager's personal eunuch, hurried in: "Your Majesty, Empress Dowager, news just came from the Chengyang Marquis's mansion that the Chengyang Marquis has contracted the plague!"

"What?!"

When the Queen Mother heard the news, the teacup in her hand fell to the ground with a bang and shattered into pieces.

The Chengyang Marquis Mansion is the Empress Dowager's maternal home. The Empress Dowager's eldest brother Yu Shengping inherited the title. Yu Shengping is now nearly sixty years old and is not in good health.

When Emperor Qingning heard the news that his uncle was ill, he hurriedly asked, "Has the imperial physician gone yet?"

Peng Yongfu hurriedly said respectfully, "The Imperial Hospital has received the news, and the Left Court Judge has brought two imperial physicians with him."

Emperor Qingning comforted the Empress Dowager: "Don't worry, mother. Uncle is a lucky man. The royal dragon energy will protect him."

The Queen Mother rubbed her brows tiredly: "I hope so."

However, two days later, Marquis Chengyang's condition not only did not improve, but became even worse, and he even vomited blood.

The eldest grandson of the Marquis of Chengyang also contracted the plague, and the entire Marquis of Chengyang's mansion was in danger.

All the experts from the Imperial Hospital went there, but they were all helpless and could only use some mild tonics to keep the patient alive.

Emperor Qingning deliberately did not let the Empress Dowager know this news, for fear of upsetting her. However, the Empress Dowager missed her brother so much that she found out anyway and collapsed, throwing things around in the palace.

When Emperor Qingning rushed to the Empress Dowager's Shoukang Palace, it was already in a mess and the palace maids and eunuchs had all been driven out.

Emperor Qingning had never seen the empress dowager so out of control, so he hurried in to comfort her.

"Mother, your health is the most important thing!"

"My brother..." The Queen Mother clutched her chest in pain. "My son, you know that your uncle has made an indelible contribution to our journey to this point."

"My son understands! The Imperial Hospital is a bunch of useless people..." Emperor Qingning held the Empress Dowager's hand, then called his personal eunuch: "Zhou Jushan, hurry up and get in here!"

Zhou Jushan came in quickly, bowing his head and asking respectfully, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

"Pass on my decree and have the Ministry of Rites issue an imperial edict. If any talented and ambitious person can offer a method to cure the epidemic, he will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold and granted a fifth-rank official position!"

The palace is currently filled with an atmosphere of sickness, and officials in important positions in the court have also been infected with the epidemic, causing chaos.