"Just do as the Queen says. Eunuch Wu, send someone to summon Ye Xingchen to the palace." the emperor ordered.
"yes."
Ye family.
A young eunuch came and said, "Your Majesty has ordered Ye Xingchen to enter the palace."
The Ye family members were immediately frightened and looked at each other, at a loss as to what to do.
"Eunuch, I wonder why His Majesty is looking for my Xingchen. Could you give me some advice?" Madam Ye said as she stuffed a gold ingot into the young eunuch's pocket.
The young eunuch smiled and said, "Mrs. Ye, you are too polite. His Majesty summoned Miss Ye to the palace because someone poisoned the ointment used by the concubines in the harem. His Majesty thinks Miss Ye is a blessed person and wants her to go and have a look."
Ye Xingchen frowned: "Someone in the harem poisoned someone, can't we just ask the imperial physician in the Imperial Hospital to detoxify it?"
The young eunuch looked embarrassed and said, "It is said that the imperial doctors can't do anything either."
"The imperial doctors can't do anything about it, so isn't the poison very serious?" Ye's father asked with a serious expression.
"My sister doesn't know how to detoxify either." Ye Xiaosha was extremely worried.
"Your Majesty, have you made a mistake? Your sister really doesn't know how to detoxify." Boss Ye looked at him suspiciously.
The young eunuch sighed and said, "I heard it right. Your Majesty is Ye Xingchen from the Xuanye family who entered the palace."
"Why did Your Majesty think of me?" Ye Xingchen asked the key question.
"I was guarding the door at the time, and vaguely heard the Queen mention Miss Ye." The young eunuch replied.
"Empress, our Ye family has not offended you, right?" Ye's father said subconsciously.
Mother Ye immediately glared at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense, don't be offended, sir. It's true that our Ye family has never dealt with the Queen before. I'm terrified that the Queen suddenly mentioned my daughter."
"Madam Ye, Lord Ye does not need to worry. Even the doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau are unable to detoxify Miss Ye. She should be fine even if they cannot detoxify her. It's just a formality." The young eunuch explained kindly.
"Thank you for your advice, eunuch." Mrs. Ye stuffed another gold ingot into his hand.
The young eunuch immediately tucked his sleeves in and said, "Thank you, Madam Ye. Miss Ye, please go ahead. I can't delay you any longer."
"In that case, I'll go with you." Ye Xingchen said.
Although I don’t know why the queen mentioned me, I’ll go and see what the queen is up to.
"Be careful, daughter." Ye's mother warned.
"Don't worry, mother. I'm fine." Ye Xingchen said and followed the little eunuch.
The Imperial Palace.
Seeing the emperor, Ye Xingchen immediately saluted: "I pay my respects to Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty."
"Stand up. I asked you to come here today because I want you to help the concubines in the harem and find out what's wrong with the wounds on their bodies. Concubine Xiang and Yu Ronghua, come here." The emperor said quietly.
Ye Xingchen raised his eyebrows. The emperor was testing him. The young eunuch said it was poisoning, but the emperor did not say it clearly, which showed that he had some thoughts.
Just these two names, why do they sound so familiar?
Ye Xingchen suddenly thought of the two emperors' concubines in the storybook, who had skin ulcers for many days due to poisoning, and the imperial doctors were unable to cure them, and eventually died.
The person who poisoned was Concubine Xuan.
She tampered with the medicine of the concubines in the harem, and put more than one kind of poison in it. Not only did it cause skin ulcers, it also made women unable to get pregnant. It was extremely vicious.
"Yes." Ye Xingchen answered respectfully.
Xiang Guiren and Yu Ronghua immediately came over, took off their coats, and turned their backs.
Ye Xingchen looked at their red, swollen and festering backs and couldn't help but frowned: "How could it be so serious?"
"Please help us, Miss Ye." Concubine Xiang and Yu Ronghua said immediately.
"Haven't you seen the imperial physician? If the condition is so serious, the imperial physician should be able to prescribe medicine or help with the treatment, right?" Ye Xingchen asked deliberately.
As expected, the emperor's face turned colder, and he was immediately furious: "The Imperial Hospital is full of rubbish. They can't even treat a superficial wound. What a bunch of good-for-nothings! Ye Xingchen, can you see what's wrong with them?"
Ye Xingchen looked at their backs carefully and asked subconsciously, "Could it be that you two don't take a shower, so your skin has become smelly after a long time?"
The emperor frowned. Did he really overestimate Ye Xingchen?
Xiang Guiren's face darkened instantly: "Miss Ye, what are you talking about? We take a bath every day. It's really rude."
"That's right. It's so hot today, so of course you should take a shower." Yu Ronghua was also displeased.
Originally, she was thinking of asking Ye Xingchen to help them, but after hearing this, Yu Ronghua couldn't help but suspect that Ye Xingchen was a waste.
Ye Xingchen smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I said something wrong. Since you didn't not take a bath, then you took too much?"
Xiang Meiren was furious: "Can you see it or not? We are poisoned."
"Oh, so it's poisoning. Why didn't you tell me earlier? If it's poisoning, do you know what kind of poison it is? Did you eat something or use something? It will be difficult to deal with it if you are not sure what kind of poison it is?" Ye Xingchen analyzed carefully.
The emperor looked at Eunuch Wu and nodded slightly. Eunuch Wu immediately took the ointment and said, "Miss Ye, the two nobles were poisoned by using this ointment."
Ye Xingchen took it, opened the lid and smelled it: "This ointment smells so good."
The emperor's hawk-like eyes stared coldly at Ye Xingchen, not missing any expression on her face.
When Yu Ronghua saw Ye Xingchen getting so close to smell it, he immediately stopped her: "Miss Ye, don't smell it too much. The imperial physician said that this ointment contains musk and blood glutinous flower. Long-term use will make women infertile and cause skin ulcers."
Ye Xingchen was startled and dropped the ointment in his hand in panic.
The round box of ointment fell to the ground with a clang and rolled towards the door.
"Your Majesty, the Dali Temple Minister Su Qianmian requests to see you!" Outside the door, the little eunuch shouted in a hoarse voice.
The emperor's frown relaxed slightly: "Let him in."
Su Qianmian walked in, and the box of ointment rolled right in front of him, hitting his official boots and then stopped.
Ye Xingchen originally went to look at the box, and then he saw the person coming in through the box.
He was dressed in black official attire, with an emerald green jade belt around his waist, and he moved in a calm and composed manner.
He has delicate eyebrows, a high nose bridge, red lips and white teeth, especially his bright eyes, which are like stars in the night, shining through the ages and handsome and extraordinary.
He has an elegant temperament, a gentle face, and a peaceful scholarly air.
Ye Xingchen looked dazed. Unlike the cold and bloodthirsty Regent, he was more like a gentle and amiable man.
[This is Su Qianmian, the Minister of the Dali Temple.]
【She is really pretty. 】
Su Qianmian froze when he walked in. A woman's voice came to his ears, clear and pleasant, with a hint of laughter.
But when he looked around the hall, he didn't see anyone talking, which was really strange.
However, he noticed that Ye Xingchen was looking straight at him. Could it be that the voice just now was hers?
But she didn't say anything.
[Elegant and calm, handsome and handsome, really good. 】
[It's a pity that he followed the wrong person and died miserably in the end. ]
Ye Xingchen thought so in his heart and shook his head instinctively.
Su Qianmian froze. He was already very sure that the voice belonged to Ye Xingchen, but he didn't know why he could hear her thoughts.
And what did she mean when she said that she followed the wrong person and died a miserable death?