Wen Hemian was puzzled: "I didn't go anywhere."
Xie Lang asked sourly, "What's that smell on the Grand Tutor?"
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Wen Hemian was taken aback by the question, but after realizing what it meant, she raised her hand to smell it and laughed: "When I came out, I ran into Alina. Her fragrance was so strong that I might have picked up some of it."
Xie Lang frowned: "That barbarian princess?"
"Hmm." Wen Hemian nodded, then looked at the imperial physician who had finished examining the wine and was standing silently to the side. "Is there a problem with the wine?"
Everyone in the palace knew that Lord Wen had a good temper. Since he wasn't facing the emperor alone, the imperial physicians were much more relaxed: "Lord Wen, the wine is laced with a hallucinogenic poison, but it's not fatal. Even if someone drinks it, they will only be in a daze for half an incense stick's time. If the person who makes the medicine isn't careful, they might not even notice it themselves."
How strange.
"Going through all this trouble just to poison me?"
Wen Heming was puzzled.
But if it's useless, why go through all that trouble to administer this poison?
etc……
Her body reacted faster than her brain; Wen Hemian quickly took a large step back, her tone somewhat urgent: "The scent, it's my scent."
Everything in the universe has its counterpart, and some seemingly unrelated things can produce unexpected effects when combined. This applies to both medicine and poison.
Otherwise, even if it was Xie Lang from the original book, who grew up in an environment full of dangers, he should have been trained by now. How could he have fallen for the attack so easily?
The moment Wen Heming finished speaking, Xie Lang realized something. He was about to speak when Wen Heming spoke first: "No rush. I'll go to the side hall to bathe. Your Majesty, find another imperial physician to see if it's as I suspect. He can also examine you."
It doesn't necessarily have to be drunk; the aroma evaporates into the air, and nobody knows if it will have the same effect.
In any case, Wen Hemian dares not continue to have contact with Xie Lang rashly.
Xie Lang understood this principle, and although he was still a little worried, he nodded: "Okay."
He gave instructions and secretly sent more people to keep an eye on Alina.
Seeing that things were proceeding in an orderly manner, Wen Hemian did not delay any longer and quickly went to the side hall to bathe. There was a natural pool there with a constant temperature all year round, so there was no need to prepare water on the spot.
One must be careful in everything in the palace, especially since Wen Hemian is concealing his identity.
Fortunately, she occasionally stayed overnight in the palace and had prepared several sets of clothes. She ordered one of her guards to fetch them and had the rest of her guards keep watch around the area before she felt at ease taking off her clothes to take a bath.
It's such a pity that this perfectly good official robes suffered such an undeserved disaster after only being worn for one day.
Wen Hemian sighed, lamenting his ill-fated destiny.
She didn't dare to relax and carefully washed herself to make sure there was no lingering smell before changing into the clothes brought back by the guards.
The time lost is enough for Xie Lang to get results.
As it turned out, her intuition was right. The combination of the two really did produce some unpleasant results, and Xie Lang, as the only unlucky one who had been in close contact with both, unfortunately fell victim to it.
Fortunately, because the dosage was very light, one dose was enough to cure the problem.
"It seems they went to great lengths to keep us from finding out."
The scent lingering in the air is the hardest to guard against. Once Xie Lang touches alcohol, even if he realizes there's something wrong with Alina when he comes into contact with her, it will be too late.
Xie Lang also took a bath.
They only needed to show their faces; there was no need for the foreign envoys to be personally entertained throughout the entire process, and they had no intention of returning to the front hall.
"But I feel that Princess Alina doesn't seem to be on their side."
Wen Hemian was still a little puzzled when he recalled Alina's strange behavior at the entrance of the palace.
Xie Lang sat down next to Wen Hemian and, after listening, said, "Perhaps, but if they dare to lay a hand on you or me, they cannot be allowed to live."
A faint killing intent brewed in Xie Lang's eyes.
“I know.” Yun Qing didn’t refute his words, but calmly thought about it. “I just think that Alina can be used.”
If a normal person were to poison someone, they wouldn't make themselves smell so sweet that it could be detected from a great distance. Wen Hemian had a premonition that Alina did it on purpose.
The world is constantly changing, and Wen Hemian never expected the future development to be exactly the same as the original book. Now she is even more certain that something unexpected happened in between that she was unaware of.
Thinking it over, Wen Hemian glanced at the Emperor, who had been mostly silent since returning from his bath, and suggested, "Your Majesty, why don't you pretend to be sick?"
If the emperor has an accident at the banquet, everyone present will be a suspect, not to mention the foreign envoys. Wouldn't it be logical to keep them under surveillance?
The imperial physician was still watching the decoction being prepared. Perhaps due to the effects of the poison, Xie Lang inexplicably felt a fever. It wasn't until Wen Hemian looked over that he spoke, "Hmm."
The voice was low, and upon closer listening, it had a slightly hoarse quality.
Wen Hemian immediately noticed the abnormality in him, and her expression became complicated: "To be honest, it's not exactly faking illness."
Xie Lang gave a wry smile: "Grand Tutor, please stop teasing me."
Wen Heming remained expressionless: "I'm just stating the facts."
The defense was tight tonight, and Huo Ping rushed over here after finishing his own business.
He was still unaware of what had happened. Upon arriving, he saw that both of them had changed their clothes, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Your Majesty, Lord Wen."
Wen Hemian dropped a bombshell: "His Majesty has been poisoned?"
"What?!"
Huo Ping reacted quickly. As someone who had been by Xie Lang's side from the beginning, he was bolder than others. He looked at Xie Lang for a long time but didn't find anything wrong. However, he wisely didn't ask any questions.
Xie Lang paused for a moment, then finally turned his gaze to him: "I want you to take men and surround the post station."
Huo Ping understood immediately: "Your humble servant obeys!"
His Majesty and the Imperial Tutor must have discussed something again. Huo Ping doesn't need to worry about it; he just needs to do what he's told. They've already given him all the reasons.
Commander Huo was sharpening his sword, looking like he couldn't wait any longer.
Xie Lang waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
The palace banquet concluded smoothly, with both guests and hosts enjoying themselves. Everything seemed calm and peaceful, and everyone went home after the banquet.
But no one expected that news of the emperor's poisoning would spread from the palace that very night. The commander of the Imperial Guards was ordered to investigate and immediately surrounded the post station with his men.
The envoys were terrified. Although most dared not speak, some hot-tempered ones couldn't help but question, "Is His Majesty the Emperor of Dazhao so unreasonable? We have a clear conscience, so why are we being guarded?"
"Whether I have a clear conscience or not, we'll know when the results come out."
As the torchlight flickered, someone emerged from behind the Imperial Guards, dressed in black with a curved sword at his waist, exuding a fierce aura.
His hawk-like gaze slowly swept over them, and Huo Ping gave a forced smile: "It's just a routine investigation. If you're not guilty, why are you yelling?"
The sharp sound of a sword being drawn reached their ears, and everyone immediately fell silent.
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