Dingxiang didn't actually know how to prepare an antidote for this.
However, Song Xibai does not want to reveal her medical skills to others yet, even if the other party is the Crown Prince's most trusted eunuch.
So we have to let Dingxiang take the blame for now.
Song Xibai poured out several kinds of medicine, fed them to the prince with a spoon, and then remembered to take off his clothes.
In his haste, the prince kicked over the table, inevitably getting some soup and meat juices on his clothes.
When Song Xibai took off her clothes, she could smell alcohol.
However, the wine has a very strong osmanthus fragrance, which is too overpowering and overpowers the main flavor, clearly indicating a problem.
Thinking about it this way, the slight pity Song Xibai had felt for the Crown Prince vanished in an instant.
Should!
I'm asking you to drink.
Song Xibai muttered to herself, and her actions became less gentle.
After throwing her clothes on the ground, Song Xibai asked Wei Hong to bring hot water. She washed her hands carefully, gave the two a few instructions, and then went to sleep on the couch in the north side room.
The crown prince woke up in the early hours of the next day.
His mouth was dry, he felt weak all over, and his eyelids seemed to be glued shut; it took him a long time to open them.
His gaze shifted to the familiar furniture, and then he looked down to see Feng Jia sitting on the footstool by the bed, dozing off. The Crown Prince suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
The slight noise startled Feng Jia awake.
Upon seeing the Crown Prince awaken, Eunuch Feng was overjoyed.
"Your Highness, you've finally woken up!"
The prince opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but his throat felt like it was on fire, making it difficult to utter a sound.
Feng Jia hurriedly ran over and brought over a cup of warm tea.
The prince drank the tea and felt his throat was better.
"What's the situation now?"
"His Highness was given the antidote and instructed me to watch over him. His Highness said that the medicine would not harm the body, but it would take a long time to work out. He will be fine once he gets through it. His Highness had a fever all night, but he has finally woken up now."
Feng Jia was on tenterhooks all night, fearing that something might happen to his master. As dawn broke, he couldn't stay awake any longer and managed to doze off briefly on the bed.
The prince glanced at the sky outside the window and guessed that it was probably around 5 a.m., so he propped himself up on his arms to get out of bed.
But after only getting halfway up, he felt weak and sore all over, and immediately fell back down.
Feng Jia couldn't catch him. Seeing the Crown Prince fall backward and hit his head on the bed with a loud "thud," his expression changed drastically.
"Your Highness, are you alright? Your Highness! Your Highness!"
After calling out twice, he hurriedly ran to the outer room.
Song Xibai was awakened by his shouts. She immediately got off the bed, her hair still uncombed, and hurried to the bedroom in her slippers.
Wei Hong only had time to drape an outer garment over her shoulders.
As soon as Song Xibai entered the bedroom, she saw Feng Jia looking like she was about to cry.
"What's wrong? The effects of the medicine should be almost gone! Could there still be residual poison?"
Song Xibai asked.
Feng Jia shook his head: "No, His Highness just woke up, but accidentally bumped his head."
Song Xibai hurriedly stepped forward, ignoring the Crown Prince's expression, and gently touched the back of his head.
"It's nothing, there's no swelling."
She exhaled and casually took the prince's pulse.
"The poison has been neutralized, but the weakness and fatigue will persist for some time. Conservatively speaking, it will take at least a day! Your Highness, please feign illness!"
The crown prince frowned deeply and nodded with difficulty.
Feng Jia tentatively asked a question.
"Then... what should we say to outsiders?"
"What else can we say? We can only say that His Highness caught a cold. Can we say that someone drugged him?" Song Xibai rolled her eyes and shook off the Crown Prince's hand. "Wei Hong, call the people outside in. I need to wash up."
Wei Hong curtsied and replied, "Yes," before stepping back.
Song Xibai sat down on the edge of the bed without any politeness: "Does Your Highness intend to stay here, or go back to the Crown Princess's place to recuperate? My place is small, and I'm afraid Your Highness won't be used to it."
The Crown Prince felt less pain in the back of his head, and his vision had returned, allowing him to clearly see the impatience on Song Xibai's face.
He felt uneasy.
"Since I have caught a cold, I should not move around too much. I will stay here and recuperate for now! I am tired, Consort Xi, please leave!"
He said it curtly, then turned around, his back to Song Xibai, refusing to look at her.
Song Xibai was so angry that she laughed.
You slept in my bed, and now you want to kick me out?
You clearly caught something wrong without thinking, and instead of finding the root cause, you're giving me attitude?
Hmph! You're so spoiled!
Song Xibai snorted, didn't reply, and got up and walked out.
The maids brought in hot water and other things. Fu Liu helped Song Xibai wash her face and hands, and then found clothes for her to change into.
Juqing went to check the charcoal brazier and added charcoal in time.
Wei Hong was instructed by Song Xibai to go and call Dingxiang.
Half an hour later, Song Xibai sat down at the round table.
When Dingxiang entered, the palace maids were setting out the meal.
"Wow! This breakfast is so delicious!"
Dingxiang yawned, but her eyes lit up when she saw the food on the table.
Song Xibai hummed in agreement: "Your Highness is having breakfast here, so the kitchen will naturally prepare it carefully. What would you like to eat? I'll have someone inform the kitchen."
"No need for that. You can't possibly finish all of this. Just leave some for me. I don't mind eating your leftovers."
"What leftovers? It's like I've wronged you. Sit down and eat with me!"
Song Xibai remained silent.
Dingxiang didn't refuse and sat down next to Song Xibai with a smile.
The two were already used to their intimacy.
Two palace maids came forward to serve the dishes, and Song Xibai and Dingxiang ate until they were stuffed.
After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, and in a better mood, Song Xibai waited for the palace maids to clear away the dishes before whispering to Dingxiang about what had happened the day before.
While the two were whispering to each other, in the bedroom, the Crown Prince stared at the top of the tent, listening to the rumbling of his stomach, and he was extremely annoyed.
Has this woman forgotten that I am still hungry?
The prince was so angry that he slammed his fist on the bed.
Song Xibai and Ding Xiang, who were on the other side, heard the sound and immediately shut their mouths.
Dingxiang glanced at Song Xibai.
Has that person woken up?
Song Xibai returned the look.
Ignore it!
The crown prince has his pride, and he has to maintain his noble and dignified status in front of outsiders!
Therefore, even though his stomach was growling with hunger, he forced himself not to speak.
Dingxiang immediately stood up after Song Xibai finished speaking.
"Alright, I'll go prepare the medicine now. You go about your business." She paused, then lowered her voice to remind him, "That's enough. After all, he's the Crown Prince!"
As her best friend, Dingxiang could easily tell that Song Xibai was angry.
However, she was unsure whether Song Xibai was angrier or angry that the Crown Prince had been drugged, or that he had gone to Consort Zhu's room last night...
But Dingxiang felt it was best not to get involved in their personal affairs.
After Dingxiang left, Wei Hong came in carrying a small food box.
"Master, this was prepared by the kitchen according to your instructions."
Song Xibai responded and got up to go to the bedroom.
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