Su Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then looked down and realized that she was having a nosebleed.
The next moment, her body went limp and she collapsed.
The entire place immediately descended into chaos.
He Ying quickly helped Su Wanwan up, and promptly ordered the palace servants to surround her. She also sent people to fetch the imperial physician and the emperor.
Zhou Wanxiu noticed that the situation was not right, but she did not panic or feel disappointed.
Instead, he calmly took out something he had prepared beforehand from his purse and ate it.
Before long, when the imperial physician arrived, her whole body was covered in red rashes, her throat was swollen, and she was having difficulty breathing.
Fortunately, several imperial physicians arrived, and one of them was assigned to Zhou Wanxiu.
...
Lu Xingjian remained in the Qing Palace.
These days, he has canceled the usual practice of receiving ministers in the Imperial Study, and even when he attends the morning court, he only makes a brief appearance and then leaves, staying in seclusion.
The poison in the teacup in the imperial study forced him to be extremely cautious.
The one who poisoned the tea was the young eunuch who served it.
The young eunuch's family had recently received a large windfall, but the trail ended there.
If Maggie hadn't come in and interrupted him from reading the memorial, if Maggie hadn't accidentally drunk that cup of tea...
He himself is the one who got poisoned!
These days, Lu Xingjian put aside his current affairs and carefully reflected on his recent actions.
He couldn't help but admire Su Wanwan's extremely high level of vigilance.
Children who grow up in the palace are indeed much more sensitive to danger.
A palace maid rushed in to report: "Her Majesty the Empress has fainted!"
Lu Xingjian threw down the memorial in his hand and strode out.
Chief Steward Li hurriedly called out, "Your Majesty, your boots!"
The Emperor, who usually pays great attention to his appearance and demeanor, was now so engrossed in his socks that he didn't even bother to put on his boots.
Lu Xingjian ignored him completely and strode towards the Meridian Gate where the banquet was being held.
Steward Li had no choice but to chase after them, clutching his boots.
Su Wanwan had been moved to the lounge next to the banquet hall. Her face was ashen and her eyes were closed.
The imperial physician was intently administering acupuncture to Su Wanwan.
Lu Xingjian's face was ashen, his brows furrowed, and his voice trembled: "What happened?!"
He Ying was sweating profusely with anxiety, but dared not relax for a moment, her voice growing increasingly calm:
"The imperial physician says it's poisoning and is administering acupuncture to induce vomiting!"
In reality, Su Wanwan didn't eat much at the banquet, and she only drank a little wine to be polite, which was already extremely cautious.
Recently, special personnel have been assigned to test the food and tea at Kunning Palace for poison. It is quite difficult to successfully poison the food.
Lu Xingjian's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion:
"Physician Qin is most skilled at detoxification, but what about the others?"
"If the Empress suffers even the slightest mishap, I will have the entire Imperial Hospital executed!"
The imperial physician, who was administering acupuncture, remained silent and focused.
The imperial physician assisting nearby hurriedly knelt down: "Imperial Physician Qin is here at Yongshou Palace to detoxify Miss Ma on His Majesty's orders."
Lu Xingjian's sharp eyes seemed to want to kill, and he was about to speak.
At this point, the imperial physician, who had completed one stage of the acupuncture treatment, finally had time to reply:
"Her Majesty the Empress is not in immediate danger, but she is weak and needs to rest for a while."
Lu Xingjian's tense expression did not relax; instead, he asked, "Are you sure you're alright?"
The imperial physician paused, then spoke the truth:
"Her Majesty the Empress must have taken some kind of antidote to protect her heart. The amount of poison she ingested was not large, so there is no serious problem."
Lu Xingjian then remembered that she had taken an antidote beforehand at the laundry department last time and escaped disaster.
His tense body relaxed slightly, and he said to the imperial physician, "Take good care of the Empress. There can be no mistakes. I will reward you handsomely."
The imperial physician expressed his gratitude.
Between being buried alive with the imperial physicians and receiving numerous rewards, the imperial physicians naturally knew how to choose.
Lu Xingjian then instructed Steward Li, who had just arrived:
"All palace staff and those involved in today's banquet in Kunning Palace shall be subject to rigorous interrogation by the Palace Justice Department, with the assistance of the Eastern Depot. No clue shall be overlooked!"
Manager Li's heart skipped a beat, his eyes flashed, and he quickly went to make arrangements.
The empress is the face of the emperor.
If the Empress is poisoned to death on the day of the Empress's birthday celebration, the whole country will suspect that the palace is unstable and disloyalty will arise.
Even the ladies of official rank who came to the palace to offer birthday greetings today were detained and questioned.
The palace was suddenly filled with unease and panic.
Even Zhang Yong, the commander of the 12th Battalion, returned to the palace from the outskirts of Beijing, leading his trusted guards to ensure its safety.
...
Su Wanwan woke up late at night.
Just to be on the safe side, Lu Xingjian still called over Imperial Physician Qin, who was skilled in detoxification, to confirm that everything was correct before he felt at ease.
Lu Xingjian was using a soft, damp gauze to moisten her lips.
His dark eyes were bloodshot as he asked gently, "Is anything bothering you?"
Su Wanwan was extremely weak, her eyes looking at him listlessly, without a trace of spirit.
Lu Xingjian's brows furrowed with a jumble of emotions as he looked down at her and asked, "Are you hungry? Want some porridge?"
Su Wanwan had no strength left. After a long while, she finally mustered the strength to squeeze out a sentence:
"don't want……"
Lu Xingjian initially thought she didn't want to drink the porridge, and his brows furrowed even more.
He suppressed the throbbing pain in his heart and leaned down to bring his lips close to hers.
"Don't... by yourself, charge, charge, ahead..."
Her broken, weak, and strained words were like a thunderclap.
The explosion left him dizzy and numb, unable to move.
My eyes instantly felt sore and swollen.
It felt like my heart had been punched hard.
Feeling down.
I feel dizzy.
It looked like it was about to explode.
I feel terrible.
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