As soon as Ji Xiangying left, the two people who were originally on edge sat back at the dinner table and continued eating as if nothing had happened.
Su Man picked up a piece of pork belly for Feng Jun and said, "Thank you for your hard work. You have to act with me."
Feng Jun tucked his messy sideburns behind his ears with dignity, "Your Majesty, this is too serious. Your Majesty is just trying to be fair."
Su Man raised her eyebrows. "Why are you so considerate today?"
"My father said that gentle men are the most beautiful."
Su Man: “…”
My father-in-law, please stop your useless teachings.
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When Su Man came out of Fengqi Palace, she was furious and went straight back to Qinzheng Palace.
Nong Shuang was a little surprised to see Su Man like this, "What's wrong with your Majesty?"
Wu Xia whispered, "His Majesty had an argument with His Highness Feng Jun today and was very angry."
Nong Shuang was lost in thought. Just as she was about to ask something else, Su Man's voice suddenly rang out from inside the hall, "Someone come!"
"Oh, sister, I won't talk to you anymore. I'll go in and serve you first." After saying that, Wu Xia left in a hurry.
Inside the palace
Wu Xia brought the tea to Su Man, "Your Majesty, please enjoy."
Su Man picked up the teacup, and hot steam gushed out from the gap in the lid, bringing with it bursts of tea fragrance.
"Have you told her?"
"I did."
Wu Xia lowered her head, her lips moving only slightly. She glanced outside, then lowered her head again and whispered, "I've already investigated Cui'e's background. She entered the underground palace two years ago and spent some time in the laundry department before being transferred to the Qinzheng Palace."
Laundry...
Su Man finally understood how they were able to pass the message on without anyone noticing in the heavily guarded palace.
The first link is Nong Shuang. She follows Su Man every day and easily grasps Su Man's every move.
The second link is Cui'e. She is a maid who does chores. She is timid and inconspicuous, and no one pays attention to her.
As for how she sent the news out of the palace, it had something to do with her clothes.
Su Man acted on impulse today, and neither Nong Shuang nor Cui E knew about it. However, the clothes that Nong Shuang took out were indeed stained with blood.
At first she thought it was a coincidence, but now it seems that this is actually the third ring.
The clothes of the palace maids were all sent to the laundry bureau for washing. After Cui'e received the letter, she hid the letter in her clothes and then sent it to the laundry bureau. It was then transported out of the palace along with the clothes that were damaged or could not be washed.
This method is not only inconspicuous, but no one will pay attention to the whereabouts of a piece of dirty clothes. In this way, they can pass the message on without anyone noticing.
Similarly, if there was news coming in from outside the palace, this method could also be used to send it back via washed clothes.
If we trace the root cause in this way, the rest will be easy.
Su Man ordered Wu Xia to find out who handled the clothes sent out of the palace, intending to wait and see.
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As he was speaking, a palace maid from Yangui Palace came to report that Di Zixiao was not well.
The person who came to report the news was an unfamiliar palace messenger. Looking at his pale and thin face, one could tell that life in the Yangui Palace was not easy.
Su Man asked, "Tell me what you mean by bad."
"Your Majesty, Lord Di suddenly developed a high fever last night and vomited continuously this morning. I'm afraid he's not getting well."
Su Man raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you ask for a doctor?"
"Yes, but the two doctors on duty today were invited by Ji Cejun. The remaining doctor is for His Majesty's personal use, so..."
Although he didn't finish, Su Man also understood the ins and outs of it. She thought for a moment and said, "Go to the Imperial Hospital to ask for the imperial physician. Wu Xia, come with me to the Yangui Palace to take a look."
...
Yan Gui Hall
If it was just a little cold last time, now it is extremely depressed.
In such a huge palace, there was not even a single servant.
Su Man asked Wu Xia to wait for the imperial physician outside and walked into the hall alone.
As soon as I entered, I smelled a musty smell.
The source was the leftovers on the table, a plate of steamed buns, and a plate of vegetables.
The leaves were yellow, and there was a musty smell. The steamed buns were also black and yellow, and Su Man frowned as to whether they were dirty or rotten.
Even servants wouldn't eat like this.
Suddenly I remembered that Diman had traveled thousands of miles to invite Bantu’s chef to please Di Zixiao.
Not only that, no matter where the tribute came from, it would be sent to Di Zixiao first to taste. Even so, Di Zixiao would often pick and choose, and ask the imperial kitchen to send him food in different ways. It was really different from the past.
“Cough cough cough…”
A burst of rapid coughing sounded from the inner hall. The sound was heart-wrenching and extremely tragic.
Su Man stepped into the inner hall and saw Di Zixiao lying on the bed coughing violently. Most of his body was sticking out of the bed, his collarbone was protruding, and he looked disheveled.
He didn't notice Suman, but reached out to the medicine bowl a few steps away.
But he was too weak and even getting out of bed was difficult.
"Boom"
With a dull thud, he fell to the ground.
But he didn't care anymore, he crawled towards the table while coughing.
He reached for the edge of the table to gain leverage to stand up, but after trying for a long time he was unable to get up.
At this moment, a hand with a golden ring picked up the medicine bowl and handed it to him.
Di Zixiao didn't even say a word. He took the bowl of medicine and drank it in gulps.
I drank too fast and choked myself, and I coughed for a long time before I stopped.
"Help, help me back."
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