Outside the empty hall,
The wind swirls and swirls.
Qi Huang tucked the letter of repentance into his waistband.
He slowly turned around, picked up the lantern, and walked outside.
A tall figure stood in the courtyard.
He wore a ferocious, crimson-gold mask on his face.
Red-armored Guard, Red Forest.
Qi Huang felt a chill run down her spine.
Even though the Emperor Emeritus was so ill, he was still constantly paying attention to everything happening in the palace.
He must have seen everything that Mo Yunzhao did.
Is it that they can't manage it, or that they don't want to? If they really don't want to bother with this, why did they send Akamori over?
While pondering.
She had already reached the courtyard.
He nodded slightly, holding a lantern.
Who are you?
Akamori stared at her.
A hint of suspicion flashed between his brows.
The coldness in his eyes deepened.
Suddenly, he pushed off with his feet and attacked Qi Huang without saying a word.
His offensive was fierce.
But it's not a killing move.
Even so, Qi Huang couldn't catch it.
Only passive defense is possible.
The black and gold talisman in his hand exuded a chilling coldness.
It's completely different from the warm, pure gold of the past.
After trying it a few times, Akamori noticed the problem.
The moment he withdrew his hand, a hidden weapon suddenly flew out.
Qi Huang had just withdrawn her defensive formation and didn't have time to release it again.
The veil was blown away by a hidden weapon and embedded hard into a stone pillar.
The pearls on it collided, making a crisp sound.
Qi Huang feigned anger and questioned,
What are you doing?
“I am an alchemist personally appointed by the Emperor. How dare you commit such a heinous act?”
His face was covered with hideous scars resembling black tentacles, spanning both cheeks.
Ugly and terrifying.
Akamori was stunned.
He then cupped his hands in greeting and said, "By order of the Emperor Emeritus, prepare elixirs properly for the Emperor. Anyone who harbors disloyalty shall be executed without exception."
Qi Huang snorted coldly in his heart.
But he obediently curtsied.
"yes."
Seeing that she was not suspicious, Akamori turned around and quickly disappeared into the night.
After everyone left, Qi Huang pulled her veil off the stone pillar, retied it around her face, and returned to the inner room with her lantern.
After searching for a long time, nothing was found.
It was almost dawn.
Only then did she sit cross-legged and begin to refine and absorb the few scattered pieces of bone stone.
Early the next morning,
The Inner Court sent over a palace maid and a eunuch.
It was said that the chief eunuch had ordered him to stay by her side and take care of her.
In addition, they also sent a lot of food, as well as some clothing and utensils.
The palace maids and eunuchs were all quite young.
After the people from the Inner Court left,
They all knelt on the ground.
"Greetings, Alchemist Feng Jiu!"
Qi Huang had no interest in guessing who was behind these two.
Are they here to monitor us, or are they simply here to serve us?
Some things are better than her doing them herself.
She raised her hand slightly with a nonchalant expression.
"Get up, everyone."
"I made do last night. Now that you're here, you should thoroughly clean the inside and outside of this palace. Apart from the main hall and the sleeping quarters, you can stay wherever you like. Oh, don't touch the notes left by the former Grand Preceptor; I find them quite interesting."
The two agreed and set up a table and chairs in the courtyard to prepare a simple breakfast.
Perhaps it was because of her status as an alchemist,
The clothes prepared by the Inner Court were all extremely brightly colored.
When put together, they resemble a clucking pheasant.
Qi Huang rummaged around for a long time, but couldn't find anything suitable.
But it's still better than the overly revealing dress she's wearing.
With this in mind, she casually chose a set of clothes, changed into them, ate a few bites of food, and then went to the Imperial Hospital.
The foundation of elixir refining is still herbs.
The morning court session had just ended.
The Imperial Hospital was unusually busy.
Several imperial physicians gathered together, arguing heatedly about something.
The other apprentices all kept their distance, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Qi Huang was stopped as soon as she entered.
"Which palace are you from? Do you need a medical check-up or is there an urgent matter? If it's just for a medical check-up, let's give the noble lady a break. There's been flooding in Dongzhou, and many people have fallen ill. His Majesty is worried about a potential outbreak of plague and has ordered all the physicians in the Imperial Medical Bureau to urgently research ways to prevent it."
The floods in Dongzhou are coming on strong.
The dragon energy of Xuanling Mountain is dissipating, which will surely bring natural disasters.
Qi Huang was not surprised by this.
She didn't make things difficult for the young apprentice who was stopping people.
He took a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it over.
"My name is Feng Jiu. I was newly appointed as an alchemist by the Emperor last night. I need these medicinal herbs. Do you have them all at the Imperial Medical Bureau?"
The young apprentice was taken aback.
He reached out and took the paper.
"An alchemist? Someone who refines pills? So young?"
After he saw the list of medicinal herbs, he was immediately surprised.
"Ginseng, Rehmannia, Poria... how come they're all a hundred years old? Do you know how precious these medicinal herbs are?"
At this moment, the head of the Imperial Medical Academy looked over upon hearing the sound.
"Who dares to touch my century-old medicinal herbs?"
Everyone else also looked over.
The young apprentice hurried forward and respectfully handed over the list of medicinal herbs.
"Your Excellency, this person claims to be an alchemist personally appointed by the Emperor. He needs these to refine elixirs for the Emperor..."
Before he could finish speaking, the judge brushed him aside.
The other party coldly sized up Qi Huang.
He looked disdainful.
"An alchemist? Back then, the Imperial Advisor devoted himself to refining elixirs for the Emperor, and the necessary medicinal materials were all procured by the Imperial Medical Bureau. You, a mere alchemist, so young, ask for century-old medicinal materials. You only know that century-old medicinal materials are potent, but do you know that such potent medicinal materials are not suitable for the Emperor's constitution? If the Emperor's body is damaged as a result, can you bear the responsibility? Moreover, it will implicate everyone in the Imperial Medical Bureau, causing them to suffer along with you!"
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