Chapter 386: Becoming a Sick Xishi
The emperor summoned all the doctors on duty at the Imperial Medical Bureau.
And Tang Bo has been temporarily detained.
Gao Peng has been imprisoned, and the newly appointed head of the Imperial Medical Bureau, Doctor Zhang, is waiting in the palace with a dozen other doctors.
The injuries all over the Second Prince's body showed that he had just been severely beaten.
But these are not their business.
Imperial Doctor Zhang took Zhao Xiao's pulse tremblingly, his brows furrowed more and more tightly. After the other imperial doctors took his pulse in turn, they all looked confused.
Murong Xiao thought to himself: What can these imperial doctors see?
After being poisoned, he secretly sought out famous doctors in the capital, but none of them could diagnose the cause.
Even Gao Peng was confused at first.
After everyone finished reading, Concubine Liang asked anxiously, "How is it?"
"Reporting to the emperor," Doctor Zhang kowtowed, "the second prince's pulse is weak, which seems to be a symptom of deficiency of both qi and blood, but..."
"But what?" Concubine Liang asked.
"I indeed found no signs of poisoning." Imperial Physician Zhang said this reluctantly, and the other imperial physicians behind him echoed him.
Concubine Liang took a step back suddenly: "Absurd! Xiao'er was clearly poisoned, but no one in the Imperial Hospital could diagnose the poison? Someone must be secretly instigating this!"
After saying this, she glared at the prince.
The prince's eyes flashed with coldness: "Princess Liang, you think too highly of me. There are more than a dozen doctors here. Can't I bribe them all?"
After the imperial doctors retreated tremblingly, the hall suddenly fell into deathly silence.
The green smoke rising from the gilded incense burner stagnated in the air, as if it was also frightened by the depressing atmosphere.
The emperor sat upright on the dragon throne, tapping the armrests with his fingers from time to time, staring intently at Concubine Liang who was kneeling below.
"Princess Liang, at this point, do you still want to quibble?"
His voice was neither hurried nor slow, but it caused the temperature in the hall to drop suddenly.
Liang Fei clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white from the force.
She raised her head suddenly, her eyes flashing with unwillingness: "Your Majesty, this just proves that Yuan's methods are more sophisticated than we thought!"
She knelt down and took two steps. "It was Lu Jiangnian and his wife who exposed Xiao'er's impotence. How did they know such a private matter?"
Her voice suddenly became sharp: "Because they are the ones who poisoned you! Your Majesty, I beg you to summon Yuan Shi to the palace. I want to confront her in court!"
The prince stood to one side, his face expressionless, but his heart was already in turmoil.
He lowered his eyes to hide the sharpness in them, and caught a glimpse of his father's thoughtful expression out of the corner of his eye.
The emperor stroked the jade ring on his thumb. He had always been suspicious about how Yuan Wanru was able to escape unscathed after rescuing Sun Haining alone last time. Now was a good opportunity for him to test it.
"It is said that Yuan Shi has entered the palace."
The prince lowered his eyelashes to hide the sarcasm in his eyes.
He remembered what Lu Jiangnian once said: "My wife looks gentle, but in fact she is a soft sword tempered with poison."
In today's game, he can only wait and see, hoping that this soft sword will break the impasse.
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Ever since Aunt Shen poisoned her that day, Yuan Wanru has invited several doctors to come to her house for treatment.
Because she had given everyone tea containing detoxifying ingredients in advance, the remaining poison was not very toxic, and it was quite easy for the doctors to treat them.
Now, everyone in the mansion has gradually recovered.
The only exception is Old Madam Lu, who is still bedridden due to her greed for cherry flesh and anger. She looks pale, coughs from time to time, and even speaks weakly.
After checking her pulse, the doctor shook his head and sighed, "The old lady has been seriously injured this time. She needs to rest for a while, otherwise..."
Yuan Wanru stood aside with an indifferent expression and did not respond.
She knew it very well in her heart - in the original book, Madam Lu was one of the people who killed the original owner.
Ever since she came here, the old woman had been making things difficult for her and had never treated her well. Now she could hold back from poisoning him in revenge, only for the sake of Lu Song and Lu Jiangnian.
"Madam, there is an envoy from the palace. Please come in immediately."
Yuan Wanru's eyes flashed, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
——It’s finally here.
Before Lu Jiangnian left the capital, the couple had an in-depth discussion about what happened after Concubine Liang and the others were captured.
If the emperor becomes suspicious, Yuan Wanru will probably have a tough battle to fight.
"Okay, I'll change my clothes and go right away."
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Yuan Wanru gently stroked her cheek, and her fingertips paused on the celadon powder box on the dressing table.
The bronze mirror reflected a face as smooth as jade, and the complexion was so good that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it. This was not acceptable.
"Liuyan, bring me that box of pearl powder."
The corners of her lips curled slightly, and a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.
Yuan Wanru dipped her delicate jade fingers into the snow-white powder and rubbed it in her palms. Facing the diamond-shaped mirror, she pressed the powder little by little on her cheekbones and under her eyes. Her originally rosy cheeks gradually lost their color, and even her lips were covered with powder to make them pale.
Finally, she lightly swept the dark blue pen across the ends of her eyes, which immediately added a bit of sickly and haggard look.
"Madam's craftsmanship..." Liu Yan held the copper basin in his hand, staring in amazement.
In just half a cup of tea, his master seemed like a different person.
The Crown Prince's wife, who had been full of energy just now, now looked as pale as paper in the mirror, with even her lips having an unnatural bluish-white hue, like a frail lady who had been ill for a long time.
Yuan Wanru blinked at the mirror and coughed twice deliberately: "How is it? Is it still presentable?"
"Same! Too much like her!" Liu Zhi gasped, "She looks even sicker than the old lady!"
"That's good."
Yuan Wanru gathered up the loose hair at her temples with satisfaction, pressed lightly with her fingertips on the secret compartment of her makeup box, took out a green jade hairpin and pinned it in her hair.
The jade color was cold, making her look even more bleak.
When she stood up, she deliberately shook her body, which frightened the two maids so much that they hurried over to help her.
"Madam, be careful..."
Yuan Wanru waved her hand and smiled weakly: "It's okay."
Quartz looked up at the sky in silence.
They are all a bunch of drama queens.
Someone outside the window urged her, so Yuan Wanru held Liu Yan's hand and walked slowly out.
The sunlight cast mottled shadows on her pale face, and anyone who saw her would exclaim, "What a sick beauty."
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Wang Min was entertaining the palace messengers in Wangchun Hall. When she saw Yuan Wanru walking slowly towards her with a pale face, her heart suddenly tightened.
But because of the presence of palace servants, she could not say anything. She could only tightly clutch the handkerchief with worried eyes.
Yuan Wanru noticed her worry, raised a gentle smile at the corner of her lips, and said in a brisk tone: "Mother, if you go to the palace at this time, I don't know if you can make it in time. Go home for dinner."
"I want to drink fish soup today. Please remember to ask the kitchen to prepare it."
Wang Min's eyes became hot and she almost cried.
She suppressed her surging emotions, forced back her tears, and forced a smile.
"Okay, Mom will ask them to make it stronger and fresher, and wait for you to come back and drink it."
Yuan Wanru nodded, turned around and left with the palace messenger.
Wang Min looked at her small figure and prayed silently in her heart: God bless Wanru and let her return safely.
The carriage rolled along the road, the sound of its wheels dull and slow, like a deliberately prolonged countdown to death.
Yuan Wanru raised a corner of the carriage curtain with her fingertips. In the distance, the vermilion palace gate stood tall in the twilight. The glazed tiles on the eaves reflected the cold light, like a dormant beast with its bloody mouth wide open, waiting for its prey to fall into its trap.
The corners of her lips were slightly raised, but there was no smile in her eyes.
People like Concubine Liang are as vicious as snakes and scorpions. Even when they are about to die, they will not be kind enough to let others go.
He brought the matter to the emperor's presence only because he wanted to use her as a scapegoat before he died.
Unfortunately, she is not a soft persimmon that can be bullied by anyone.
She is living well and will continue to live well.
Want to plot against her?
We have to see if they have the ability to do so!
Yuan Wanru's eyes darkened and the smile on her lips became colder.
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