Chapter 156 Can this break the prince's blood curse?
"This sachet was soaked in the medicinal soup."
Gui Liu sniffed the sachet again, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said with certainty, "It is a medicinal soup made from toad venom and schizonepeta."
Shen Cong raised an eyebrow.
Is it harmful to the human body?
"Nepeta cataria is harmless to the human body, while toad venom can reduce inflammation and relieve pain. However, excessive consumption can cause nausea and vomiting."
However, soaking the sachet in the medicinal soup, with such a small amount of medicine, would not cause any discomfort to the human body.
Shen Cong took the sachet from Gui Liu's hand, placed it in his own, and gently twirled it between his thumb and forefinger.
He takes medicine regularly, so he is particularly sensitive to the smell of medicine.
When he found the sachet, he smelled a strange fishy smell. Later, he learned that it belonged to Li Nanke, so he brought it back.
"Have you found out who made the sachets?"
Erfeng quickly replied, "It's the Han family of the Left Prime Minister. Madam Han heard that many families brought their children there, so she specially ordered the imperial physician to prepare medicines for epidemic prevention."
He also ordered his household servants to make a batch of sachets, which he gave to the children to wear.
"The Left Prime Minister?"
Shen Cong was somewhat surprised.
Erfeng nodded, "I was also surprised. I've heard that the Left Prime Minister's wife is aloof and doesn't like to get too close to people."
I never expected such thoughtful and considerate arrangements.
After pondering for a moment, Shen Cong gave instructions to Er Feng.
"Send someone to the Left Prime Minister's residence to inquire about this batch of sachets."
"yes."
Just then, a servant came to report.
"Your Highness, Miss Ke'er is requesting an audience outside!"
Shen Cong was surprised.
What is the little girl doing here at this time?
Before he could speak, the snow eagle, which was lazily lying on the grass sunbathing its belly, perked up its ears and jumped up.
"Woof woof".
The snow eagle, as swift as the wind, vanished instantly at the courtyard gate.
Next to disappear was a dusty, wind-like figure with messy hair sticking out in the wind.
It looked like a person was running in front, and their hair was chasing after them.
It was Guiliu.
Erfeng laughed as his shoulders shrugged.
"It seems that Mr. Guiliu and Xueying are very welcoming to Miss Ke'er. Why doesn't Your Highness go out to greet your little lucky star? Perhaps she can bring good news again."
Shen Cong glanced at him sideways.
"People with free time really do talk a lot. Did Xueying manage to clean up yesterday's mess?"
Erfeng's smile suddenly froze, and he silently made a gesture to seal his mouth.
"Uncle Erfeng."
Li Nanke's crisp voice rang out from the doorway.
The mouth that Erfeng had just sealed immediately opened up again.
"Miss Ke'er."
Li Nanke raised her hand, which was wrapped in white cloth, and waved it at Chen Cong.
"Your Highness."
Even though her little hands were wrapped up like rice dumplings, the smile on her face was still so bright.
Shen Cong shifted his gaze from her face to the person and dog that were following her around happily.
As Xueying walked, she rubbed her head against Li Nanke's skirt, her sycophantic behavior was unbearable to watch.
On the other side, Guiliu, with his messy, unkempt hair, was holding a wooden box, his mouth stretched so wide it almost reached his ears.
Gui Liu only gets this excited when he encounters medicinal herbs or his illness.
Shen Cong's heart stirred slightly, and his gaze fell on the box in his hand.
Li Nanke walked into the pavilion and pointed to the stone table, saying, "Sir, please put the box on the table."
Gui Liu put down the wooden box and rubbed his hands together excitedly.
"Little girl, is this the thing you said might be useful in breaking the prince's blood curse? What is it?"
Li Nanke smiled slightly, revealing two sweet dimples.
"Open it and you'll see."
Gui Liu eagerly opened the wooden box, and a cool, rich fragrance wafted out.
Inside was a white, almost transparent paste, about the size of a palm.
Gui Liu was greatly disappointed. "Isn't this just borneol? What's so special about it?"
Shen Cong stared at the dragon brain in the box for a moment.
"This is camphor that the Kingdom of Champa presented as tribute last year."
Li Nanke said, "I think so. This morning His Majesty sent someone to give me a box of trinkets, saying they were tributes from foreign countries."
I found this piece of borneol in a corner; I guess a palace servant accidentally slipped it in.
Gui Liu frowned. "Little girl, you're saying that dragon brain can break the prince's blood curse?"
Li Nanke shook his head.
"Although it cannot cure the disease, making it into sachets and carrying it with him should help the prince recover."
Gui Liu shook his head subconsciously.
"Bambusa textilis has a refreshing aroma and is cooling in nature. Your Highness has long been sensitive to cold, I'm afraid..."
He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly remembered something, and his eyes widened in surprise.
He grabbed Chen Cong and asked urgently, "I stopped giving you your tonics three days ago. Have you been feeling particularly unwell these past three days?"
Shen Cong shook his head.
Erfeng chimed in, "Your Highness does feel cold, very cold, but the number of times he coughs up blood has clearly decreased."
Gui Liu released Chen Cong, grabbed his hair, and paced back and forth in the pavilion, muttering to himself.
"This is unbelievable, how could this be?"
"So, I've been going in the wrong direction all along?"
"But there's nothing wrong with using warming tonics to counteract coldness!"
Seeing that his messy hair was getting messier and messier as he tried to fix it, he suddenly turned around, bent down, and looked at Li Nanke expectantly.
"Little girl, what else do you know about this damned blood curse?"
Li Nanke shook his head.
A few days ago, she reminded Shen Cong to get more sun, exercise more, and eat more, and not to always wear a cloak and hold a hand warmer, because she was thinking of the scene in her dream.
By then, she had been lurking by Shen Xu's side for almost three years. Shen Cong's coughing up blood had become extremely severe; he would cough up blood almost every few minutes.
Shen Cong secretly went to the capital and arranged to meet her.
She was startled when she saw Shen Cong. Despite his pale face and the snow falling outside, Shen Cong was only wearing a single layer of clothing.
Even though her lips were turning blue from the cold, she didn't wrap herself in a cloak or hug a hand warmer as usual.
She offered him her hand warmer, but Shen Cong refused.
Unable to contain his excitement, Erfeng whispered to him.
"Mr. Guiliu said he has found a way to break the blood curse and is rushing back from Miao territory. He said that gentle tonics are ineffective against the blood curse."
The more tonifying the medicine, the more severe the blood curse. Now that the prince has stopped taking the tonifying medicine and is no longer holding his hand warmer, his vomiting of blood has noticeably decreased.
As Erfeng spoke, he took out a piece of camphor that had been pressed into thin slices from his bosom and replaced the original agarwood in the room.
"Since the prince started using this borneol incense, his health has improved significantly, and he is no longer so sensitive to the cold."
Today, as she was counting the box of gifts bestowed by the emperor, she suddenly remembered this matter when she saw the dragon brain in the corner.
"Borneol is cold in nature. Frequent fumigation can counteract the coldness caused by the blood curse. That's all I know."
Gui Liu's eyes were full of disappointment, and he scratched his head in frustration.
"It seems I'll have to make a trip to Miao territory."
Li Nanke's eyes darted around, and he nodded seriously.
"Go ahead, you're sure to find a way to break the blood curse in Miao territory!"
Her certainty stunned Guiliu.
Shen Cong's lips curled slightly, his words carrying a hint of amusement.
"You predicted it again?"
Li Nanke chuckled and lied through his teeth.
"Of course, the prince was right again."
Shen Cong gritted his teeth and turned to instruct Er Feng.
"Replace all the incense in the house with camphor incense from now on."
Li Nanke suddenly leaned closer, her eyes sparkling.
"Your Highness, I have a request..."
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