Zhao Nanyu asked the Sixth Prince to borrow a room and carried Song Luan, who was sweating profusely due to stomachache, to the bed. She had been enduring well, but she could no longer bear it when Zhao Nanyu held her. Two low sobs escaped from her lips, she clutched his clothes tightly and refused to let go, tears streaming down her face, unable to stop.
Zhao Nanyu looked at her dry lips and was about to get up to pour her a glass of water. The person on the bed stretched out trembling fingers, holding the corner of his clothes tightly without much strength, and said with a weak breath, "Don't go."
This kind of dull pain is so unbearable that the more it tortures people, the more awake they become.
Although Song Luan was usually terribly afraid of Zhao Nanyu, he was now the only one in the entire palace who could give her a sense of security. Song Luan's eyes were glistening with tears, and the area around her eyes was red like a rabbit, looking quite pitiful.
Zhao Nanyu sat back down, held her hand and whispered, "Okay, I won't leave." His back was tense, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was grim. He turned his head and said earnestly to the Sixth Prince behind him, "Please, Sixth Prince, please help me get a doctor."
After a pause, he added two more words, "As soon as possible."
The Sixth Prince saw how Zhao Nanyu treated Song Luan tonight, and immediately ordered someone to go to the Imperial Hospital to invite the imperial physician over.
Song Yu stood outside watching, she was extremely nervous and kept twisting the handkerchief in her hands. Her face looked very ugly, frighteningly pale.
Song Yu had to admit that there was indeed poison in the wine glass on Song Luan's table. She had gone to great lengths to find that poison before entering the palace. The poison had no other harmful effects except for causing stomachache. Although she hated her sister, no matter how much she hated Song Luan, she was still her sister and she didn't dare to take her life.
But tonight, she sat opposite Song Luan and stared at her all night, so Song Yu knew that Song Luan didn't drink at all! The wine glass was not touched from beginning to end!
Then how could Song Luan be poisoned? ? Song Yu gritted her teeth and even began to suspect that Song Luan had seen through her and was just pretending. But Song Luan's speechless look of pain didn't seem like she was pretending. For a moment, Song Yu was confused and didn't know what was going on.
The imperial physician was quickly invited over from the Imperial Hospital. Since the Sixth Prince had spoken personally, he did not dare to delay and hurried forward to take the patient's pulse. After a careful diagnosis, he heaved a sigh of relief and turned around to ask his apprentice to go to the Imperial Hospital to get the antidote.
Zhao Nanyu had a gloomy face, his jawline was cold and hard, and he exuded a gloomy aura from inside to outside. He asked in a hoarse voice: "Imperial Physician, what happened to my wife?"
He clenched his five fingers, his fingertips turned white, and at that moment he almost thought Song Luan was about to die.
The imperial physician said slowly, "Madam has eaten green radish by mistake, so her stomach aches. She will be fine after taking the antidote."
"Qingluo?"
The imperial physician hurriedly explained, "This is a poison that came from southern Xinjiang. It's not that toxic. It won't kill you, it will just make you feel pain."
The Sixth Prince was the first to react. He waved his hand and said, "Go check where the poison came from."
Song Yu's heart suddenly rose to her chest. She prided herself on having done a perfect job and was not afraid of being investigated. The wine glass had passed through the hands of so many people and there was no way it could be traced back to her. Song Yu forced herself to gradually relax.
The Imperial Hospital had a ready-made antidote, and the young disciple quickly brought it over. Zhao Nanyu helped Song Luan up, gently fed the antidote into her stomach, and carefully fed her some water.
Song Luan's back was already wet. She kept biting her lips due to the pain, leaving many small wounds.
"Don't bite yourself." Zhao Nanyu couldn't bear it.
Song Luan buried her head in his chest and sobbed. Zhao Nanyu took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off her face, and put his finger to her lips, "Bite me."
Song Luan didn't bother to be polite with him. He opened his mouth and bit it, leaving two wounds immediately.
Fortunately, the antidote took effect quickly, the pain in the lower abdomen gradually eased, and slowly the surging pain disappeared, and Song Luan loosened his teeth.
She looked as if she had just been pulled out of the water, looking disheveled and pitiful.
The fact that she was poisoned did not alarm many people. On such a good day as today, no one would report such a matter to the emperor and make him unhappy.
Therefore, only a few people who were at the lakeside at that time knew about it.
Soon, the Sixth Prince's men also returned, bringing back the wine glass on Song Luan's table. "Your Highness, the wine has been poisoned."
"Got it, back off."
Zhao Nanyu didn't seem surprised to hear this, he had seen a lot of dirty things in the palace. He put on a sarcastic smile and directly poisoned the teacup, which showed that the man's methods and mind were very ordinary.
Because it’s so easy to find out.
Song Luan had no strength in her limbs. She was too tired. She fell asleep peacefully in Zhao Nanyu's arms and did not hear these words.
Zhao Nanyu covered her with the quilt, stood up and said to the Sixth Prince: "Thank you for your help, Your Highness."
"Why so polite?"
Zhao Nanyu's eyes swept over Song Yu intentionally or unintentionally, and he carelessly rubbed the ring on his hand. He said lightly: "The time is almost up, and the emperor will soon arrive at the Imperial Garden."
The Sixth Prince said, "You stay and take good care of her. I will naturally speak for you on the side of the Emperor."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Now that the Sixth Prince has left, it is naturally not appropriate for others to stay here.
But the young eunuch beside the Sixth Prince was still unwilling to leave. She was still too young and had just been frightened by Song Luan's appearance. Her eyes were red and she grabbed his clothes, "How is she? Is she okay?"
The Sixth Prince patted her head and said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. Nothing will happen." He took her hand and said, "Don't you want to see the fireworks? Come, I'll take you there."
The little girl was coaxed into spinning around by him in just a few words, and was taken out by him in a daze.
Most people had left and the hall soon became quiet. Zhao Nanyu stayed by Song Luan's bed, his thumb lingering on her pale face.
Song Luan felt dizzy, and her body seemed to be floating in the air. Her dreams were always strange and bizarre, with many bizarre images flashing through her mind one after another.
Zhao Nanyu lowered his eyes and saw her slightly frowning face. The person in his arms had a steady chest rise and fall, but her breathing was very weak and her lips were still pale.
Zhao Nanyu found a set of suitable clothes for her, and without changing his expression, he helped her take off her clothes that were already soaked with sweat, and helped her put on new clothes without even looking away.
Song Luan couldn't sleep even in her dreams. There was a voice in her ear all the time, low and hoarse, which kept her awake.
Zhao Nanyu stroked her face tenderly, "I was watching you so closely, how come something happened? I really can't let you out of my sight for even a moment."
"It seems that I have to let you stay at home in the future, so that you don't have to suffer so much. It must have been very painful just now. I feel heartbroken just watching." He kissed her forehead lightly, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer in vain."
Song Luan was awakened by his voice. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the man beside her. She had regained some strength after her sleep. She opened her mouth and asked, "Did you find out anything?"
She wanted to know what had happened more than anyone else. The book said that the wine the original owner drank was poisoned, but she really didn't touch the wine, so why did she get poisoned?
The strangest thing is that Song Luan didn’t see He Run in the hall just now, so why did he suddenly appear in the palace? She was so careful to avoid the plot of the original book, so why did it all happen in the end?
"Someone put green radish in your wine." Zhao Nanyu didn't intend to hide it from her and told her the truth.
In an instant, the little bit of blood color that had finally appeared on Song Luan's face disappeared again, leaving her face pale and scary. Her body was still limp, and she could only sit steadily by leaning on him.
Song Luan continued to ask, "Isn't there any in the food I ate?"
Zhao Nanyu shook his head, "It's not in the food."
Song Luan's heart sank. She really didn't drink any alcohol. The thing she ate the most after entering the palace was pineapple cakes, but Zhao Nanyu also ate some.
She had a bold guess in her mind. All the things that had happened before were strung together into a line in her mind. She showed weakness and tried to please Zhao Nanyu, but Zhao Nanyu still attacked her. She avoided Huai Jin and He Run, but Zhao Nanyu still believed that there was something unclear between them and her. She was careful this time but still could not escape the frame-up. Indeed, she tried very hard to avoid the path taken by the original owner in the original book, but the outcome of everything did not change.
In other words, the plot of the book has changed because she is a time traveler, but her ending will not change. There are always other reasons that lead to the ending of the original book.
The future of everyone else in the book can be changed, except for her, who is a book traveler.
It doesn’t matter if her personality collapses, her destiny will still be pulled back by an invisible hand.
The more Song Luan thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case. Her heart kept sinking. She still remembered the original owner's ending clearly. After the poison penetrated into her bones, she was stabbed and then burned to death in a fire.
Song Luan's eyes became extremely complicated when she looked at Zhao Nanyu. Now Zhao Nanyu more or less liked her a little bit. Since he liked her, would he really be willing to kill her?
Are you really willing to stab her to death?
Song Luan didn't quite believe it. She forced herself not to think too much. Maybe what happened today was just a coincidence.
Song Luan doesn’t know yet that there will be no punishment for her ruining her character, but if she continues to follow her character, her body will be much healthier than it is now. The collapsed side quest will gradually erode her vitality, which is why she felt a sudden pain in her heart last time.
Even though she was poisoned by Tianqing, it was still a long way from the time when the poison would take effect.
Seeing her grim expression, Zhao Nanyu asked, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Song Luan moved her lips and said in a crying voice, "No."
Zhao Nanyu wanted to laugh but couldn't. She was shaking with fear but still pretended to be brave and said she was not afraid. He hugged her tightly and asked, "Do you want to know who did it?"
"Yes." She tried to hold back her tears and asked, "Who is it?"
"The Powerful Minister" does not mention who did it. We only know that the original owner embarrassed the male protagonist at the banquet, causing Zhao Nanyu to become even more unlucky.
"Your sister, Song Yu."
"Ah? How could it be her?" Song Luan was shocked. This sister seemed timid and submissive on weekdays. She would play with whoever was doing well. She had no opinion of her own and had an ordinary appearance.
How could he be so cruel as to attack his own sister?
Although Zhao Nanyu didn't understand the twists and turns between girls, she could see the unwillingness in Song Yu's eyes at a glance, and her methods were too childish, and the Sixth Prince's people would be able to find out easily.
The reason why I didn't say it in front of everyone just now was that I wanted to wait for Song Luan to wake up and ask her what she wanted.
"What do you want to do? To be ruined or something else?"
Song Luan didn't have the heart to think about these things at the moment, and she really didn't fall for Song Yu's trick, but if she told Zhao Nanyu that she didn't care, it would seem too naive, so she said, "It's up to you."
Zhao Nanyu nodded, "Okay, then follow me."
Needless to say, his methods will definitely not make life easy for anyone.
Song Luan's mind was in a mess, and the previous guess was still lingering in her mind. She raised her eyelids, and her beautiful eyes stared at Zhao Nanyu. She opened her mouth and was about to ask him something.
The palace door was pushed open from the outside, and Song Heqing rushed in from outside, his handsome face full of anxiety, "Aluan, I heard that you fainted?! Huh? What happened?"
Song Luan tried to smile at him, "Brother, I didn't faint, I just had a stomachache."
Song Heqing rushed forward with big strides, pushed Zhao Nanyu away, and looked at his sister with concern, "Why do you have a stomachache for no reason?"
He was almost scared to death on the way here. He originally came out to look for Song Yu who had disappeared. He captured a palace servant and asked him. The palace servant not only told him the whereabouts of Song Yu, but also told him about Song Luan.
He was horrified when he heard this, fearing that Song Luan would have died of pain by the time he rushed over.
Song Luan didn't want to tell her brother about Song Yu's evil deeds against her. Song Heqing was a ruthless person in the court, but he was very naive in front of his sisters at home and believed everything his sisters said unconditionally.
Song Heqing was truly impartial and loved every one of his sisters. After just a few times of spending time together, Song Luan also felt his genuine love for her. So now she felt a little reluctant to let him know about these confusing things.
"I ate too much cold food and got an upset stomach."
Song Heqing didn't know what to say to her, and poked her forehead hard, "When will you grow up? Girls should not eat cold food." He turned around and scolded Zhao Nanyu, "You too, why did you let her do whatever she wants? If she wanted to eat, wouldn't you stop her? Don't do whatever she wants."
Song Heqing felt a little guilty after he finished speaking. He knew that his sister was a "little playboy" with such a bad temper that no one could persuade her.
Zhao Nanyu was furious the moment he pushed her away. Seeing him poking Song Luan's face, she became even angrier and her face turned dark. Even if they were siblings, they shouldn't be so close.
Zhao Nanyu said coldly, "Brother, it's my fault."
Song Heqing felt better after scolding him. He coughed twice and asked Song Luan in a low voice, "Does it still hurt now?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
I'll be fine after taking the antidote.
Song Heqing raised her hand and touched the back of her head, thinking that her sister was so adorable for being so well-behaved and innocent. It would be great if she could be so obedient all her life, which would save her a lot of worry!
A few days ago, the young waiter she kept was so bold that he found him on the street and talked nonsense, saying that Alua was living in dire straits all day long, and asked him to take Alua out of the Zhao Mansion.
Song Heqing laughed at that time because he was angry. He kicked the ungrateful young waiter away.
"I have said this many times. Don't be willful in the future. You are already a mother, so there is nothing you can't get along with." He said this in Song Luan's ear.
"I really changed it!" Song Luan grumbled dissatisfiedly.
"It's best to change it."
Seeing that the brother and sister were ready to continue their conversation until dawn, Zhao Nanyu fake coughed several times.
Song Heqing was very considerate and knew that he was disturbing the couple's life. He stood up and did not change his style. Since he did not bring a purse today, he gave her all the valuables he had.
Girls are pampered.
If you really did something wrong, just say a few words.
Song Luan carefully put away the gold and silver jewelry he gave her, holding them tightly like a money-grubber. She pointed at the bag in her arms and asked curiously, "How much are these worth?"
Zhao Nanyu glanced at it and said, "A few hundred taels, maybe." He reached out to take it, "I'll help you put it away."
Song Luan knew that she would never be able to get her things back after he took them away, so she quickly hid all her things behind her and said softly, "Why are you still stealing my money? I don't believe you are that poor."
Zhao Nanyu certainly had this in mind, but it was his possessiveness that was getting in the way. He couldn't bear to see her using things given by others, and it annoyed him to watch. Moreover, he couldn't let Song Luan hide too much money on him.
Once a rabbit gets fat, it starts to run away.
Zhao Nanyu teased her, "If others saw you looking so ignorant, they would definitely laugh at you."
Song Luan didn't feel embarrassed and said openly, "As for money, everyone doesn't like it."
"You really don't want me to help you put it away?"
"I can do it myself."
"Okay." He shrugged, seemingly giving up the idea.
Zhao Nanyu was not in a hurry. He would wait until she fell asleep and then take it away if he wanted to.
Song Luan hid the package in her arms and blocked it with her hands, fearing that Zhao Nanyu would pounce on her and snatch it.
"Are you tired?" Zhao Nanyu asked her.
"Not too tired."
"Then we will leave the palace and return home."
The palace is a place of trouble. If you stay there for a while longer, you never know what might happen.
Song Luan didn't want to stay in the palace any longer. The place closest to power was also the most depressing. Her legs were still a little weak, and Zhao Nanyu didn't intend to let her walk by herself. He stepped forward and picked her up by the waist.
Song Luan hooked her hands around his neck and looked up at his delicate profile, which was flawless. Song Luan thought of many things, and for a moment she was distracted, and blurted out the question in her heart, but her voice was very small, "Will you kill me?"
Just like in the books.
He took the dagger and stabbed it directly through her heart.
Will it?
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