His heart sank, thinking Xie Jingrun was hiding his injuries, so he asked worriedly, "How are your injuries?"
Xie Jingrun bowed to him before replying, "It's nothing."
"If it's nothing serious, why do you still need to take medicine?" Emperor Zhaojing frowned.
"Imperial Physician Lin always likes to make a mountain out of a molehill; he insisted on prescribing medicine for me," Xie Jingrun said with some helplessness.
Dr. Lin, who was being blamed, suddenly sneezed.
Chang Lin, who was waiting by the door, was speechless. Could he testify for Doctor Lin that it was his master who asked Doctor Lin to make his injuries worse?
Emperor Zhaojing was still somewhat worried. "Since Doctor Lin has prescribed medicine for you, then you should take it carefully."
"Yes," Xie Jingrun replied calmly.
After sitting for a while, Emperor Zhaojing asked with some suspicion, "Why did you suddenly faint?"
Xie Jingrun closed his dark eyes slightly. "I'm not entirely sure either, but everything is fine now."
Emperor Zhaojing examined his complexion and, seeing that he was indeed alright, felt relieved. "Since you are alright, I will go back now. You should rest well. I have nothing to do here, so you don't need to come over."
Remembering Rong Qingqing's reminder from last night, Xie Jingrun stopped him and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to report."
"What is it?" Emperor Zhaojing asked, puzzled.
Xie Jingrun took two steps closer and discussed it with him.
Night fell quickly.
Xiangzi followed Haifu's instructions and stood guard by the stove, watching the medicine cup on it.
Today, His Majesty was frightened in the dense forest, and the imperial physician prescribed him a calming medicine.
He looked no different than usual, but in reality, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
After all, what he was about to do was something that could cost him his head.
He looked around to make sure no one was around before taking out a small paper packet from his sleeve.
This paper packet was given to me by Granny Hong. It contains some medicinal powder, which is said to be colorless and odorless, and cannot be detected even with a silver needle. Moreover, this poison will not kill a person immediately after drinking it. It is a slow-acting poison. After drinking it, there will be no abnormalities, but it will slowly seep into the body's internal organs. Once the internal organs are infiltrated by the poison, even a great immortal cannot save the person.
Although he had been mentally prepared, his hands still trembled a little when the moment came.
Poisoning the emperor was a deadly task.
But for the sake of his future, Xiangzi gritted his teeth, opened the paper packet, and poured the powder into the boiling medicine.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the powder dissolve into the boiling broth.
He put the lid on, wiped his sweat, and stood there for a moment as if nothing had happened. Once his emotions had calmed down, he poured the medicine from the medicine cup into a bowl, then carried it on a tray and walked towards the emperor's bedroom.
Unbeknownst to Xiangzi, as he poured the medicine powder into the medicine bowl in the kitchen, Emperor Zhaojing on the rooftop had already witnessed everything.
He was so angry that his face turned ashen. Situ Jin was such a vicious woman!
"Your Majesty, we should head back now," Xie Jingrun reminded him from the side.
"Alright." Emperor Zhaojing snapped out of his reverie and nodded.
Under the cover of night, the two of them quietly returned to their dormitory before Xiangzi.
Xiangzi was Haifu's godson. He was loyal and never made a mistake. Haifu trusted him and wanted to promote him. So he often spoke well of him to Emperor Zhaojing. In addition, Xiangzi was indeed reliable. Emperor Zhaojing also trusted him.
Haifu would directly instruct him to do tasks like brewing medicine.
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