The intense itching on her fingers made her cry out.
"What's going on? My hands..." the Empress Dowager said, extending her hands.
Her ten fingers are now covered with large areas of redness and swelling, and there are small bumps on them.
If you look closely, you can see her subtle trembling; as she gets older, her biggest fear is that her body will become unwell.
Zi Teng immediately shouted to the palace maid, "Quickly summon the imperial physician!"
Sang Ruo stared at the Empress Dowager's hand for a long time, her brows furrowing slightly. She was very close to the Empress Dowager and could see it clearly. If she wasn't mistaken, the Empress Dowager had been poisoned by nettles.
However, nettles are not common in the palace. She had only seen them in the countryside. Moreover, Sang Jiang had just finished doing the Empress Dowager's nails when the Empress Dowager got nettles on all ten fingers. Isn't that too much of a coincidence?
The Empress Dowager was so itchy that she wanted to scratch, but before her hand could even touch her fingers, Sang Ruo pulled her back.
The Empress Dowager looked up at Sang Ruo with displeasure.
"Your Majesty, you mustn't scratch this, or it will get worse. You've scratched the nettle and it might spread." Her tone was somewhat grave.
If nothing unexpected happens, it's definitely someone framing Sang Jiang.
Han Yingying, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up: "Sang Jiang, how dare you! You actually dared to poison the Empress Dowager!"
Sang Jiang, who had been squinting and watching the show: ? ? ?
Is this woman still half asleep? Did she poison the Empress Dowager?
Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze swept over Sang Jiang and Han Yingying several times before they all looked at Han Yingying with blank expressions, clearly not understanding why she would say such a thing.
Sang Ruo turned around and glared at Han Yingying: "Han Yingying, you can eat whatever you want but you can't say whatever you want. How did you know that it was my fourth sister who poisoned you?"
Sang Jiang nodded, then silently added, "You can eat shit too."
Everyone: ...
Hearing her serious tone, Consort Lan coughed twice, covering her mouth to hide her smile.
Han Yingying wasn't afraid of her at all, and looked directly at the Empress Dowager, saying, "Miss Sang just finished doing this... manicure for the Empress Dowager, and the Empress Dowager's fingers are like this because of nettles. Moreover, how did the Imperial Concubine know that it was nettles? Could it be that this was instructed by the Imperial Concubine?"
She was the Empress's cousin. Her Han family had been relying on the Empress for the past few years. She entered the palace because the Empress saw how she was losing face with Long Jingchen and, in order to consolidate her position, she sent her to the Emperor.
She was the angrier and the most protective of the Empress when she was confined to her quarters.
Sang Jiang chuckled when she heard this.
"What are you laughing at?" Han Daying looked at Sang Jiang with a slight puzzlement.
Logically speaking, shouldn't she be kneeling down and begging for mercy right now?
"It's nothing. I've just learned something new. So this is how someone can be convicted just by opening and closing their red and white teeth."
Han Yingying was clearly surprised by her words. She paused slightly before continuing, "Then you are the most suspicious one!"
She then turned to the maids beside her and said sternly, "What are you waiting for? She dares to frame the Empress Dowager! Why don't you arrest her right now!"
The young palace maid was about to get up when she heard Sang Ruo's slightly angry voice: "Let's see who dares!"
The moment she opened her mouth, the little palace maid froze, unsure whether to move or not.
"Enough!" The Empress Dowager shouted at them, "I'm not dead yet, what's all this noise about! Where's the imperial physician? Why hasn't he arrived yet!"
"We've arrived! This old minister has arrived!"
The imperial physician, who had just reached the door, immediately quickened his pace and walked inside. He had deliberately slowed down because the two empresses were fighting, for fear of harming innocent people.
"Quickly, come and see for me, what's wrong with my hand!"
"Your humble servant obeys."
The imperial physician held a handkerchief as a pad, examined the Empress Dowager's hands for a long time, and then took her pulse before speaking tremulously, "Your Majesty the Empress Dowager..."
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