Chapter 11 False accusations
Empress Feng, Su Zong, and the Qi clan hurried towards the East Palace after getting the news in Fengxiang Palace. After they arrived, Liu Yuanju of Tai Hospital had already finished taking the pulse for Jiang Xuanjun and Yan Jingnian.
"Court Liu, how is Jun'er?" Before Empress Feng arrived, tears flowed down her eyes.
"Empress Yu," Liu Yuan bowed back, "The prince's poisoning is not deep. β
"Why isn't it deep?" Empress Feng retorted, "Jun'er vomited a lot of blood, and you still say that he was not poisoned deeply?" Just outside the door, Ning Juan gave a general report about Jiang Xuanjun's poisoning.
"Your Majesty, your majesty, the crown prince is really not deeply poisoned. Liu Yuanju continued to reply, "Thanks to vomiting blood, I didn't drink much poison." β
"You mean," Empress Feng's eyes lit up, "Jun'er is okay?"
"Nope. Liu Yuan shook his head, "Weichen just said that the prince's poisoning is fine, but his body bones are weaker, I'm afraid it ......."
"I'm afraid of what?" Empress Feng anxiously urged, "Say it quickly!"
"Your Majesty, the Queen, the crown prince may not live to be the age of a weak crown. The reason why he said this was because they had treated the prince before, and as long as he took care of it well, he should be able to live past the age of a weak crown. Married at the age of sixteen or seventeen, maybe you can stay behind. But now the prince is only fifteen, but his body and bones are already in tatters.
"Impossible, Jun'er...... Jun'er, he will definitely live a long life. Of course, Empress Feng couldn't accept this reality, "Is it because of this poisoning?" she looked at the remaining pastries on the table with a suspicious expression.
"Back to the queen, these pastries are indeed poisonous. β
Although there had been this speculation before, once it was confirmed, Empress Feng turned her head to look at the small group in Qi's arms, "Zhiwei, what is going on?" The tone was a little stern, not as amiable as she had been before.
Cui Zhiwei's heart sank, and he hurriedly got off the ground from Qi's arms, standing in place and replying: "Queen Mother, it is indeed Zhiwei's fault." At this time, she was not naΓ―ve enough to continue to call Empress Feng her aunt. But before she could finish speaking, she began to cry in frustration. If it weren't for Qi Shi pressing her shoulder, she would have the heart to kneel and kowtow to admit her mistake.
She never thought that Jiang Xuanjun would not live to the age of a weak crown because of poisoning and vomiting blood, and it was even more strange why her induction could go wrong? This has never happened before.
In her last life, her perception has always been very accurate, and she cultivates as she pleases, and she can predict some things in advance. Although there is no systematic cultivation in this life, the divine consciousness is still there, and that feeling is still there. I wanted Jiang Xuanjun to eat pastries before, but it was also because she had a feeling after seeing the pastries that she had to do it. But who would have thought that after he swallowed the pastry, the scene of him vomiting blood flashed in his mind.
"Don't cry, little chubby. I don't know when, Yan Jingnian stood beside Cui Zhiwei.
"Aunt," after reassuring her, he said to Empress Feng again, "Don't blame Zhiwei, it was I who thought the pastry was delicious, so my cousin could taste a piece of it." β
"No," Cui Zhiwei choked up, "If I don't bring these pastries, Brother Prince will be fine, and it won't affect you." β
"It's not you, it's me who let my cousin taste it. He explained to Empress Feng again, "If Zhiwei hadn't found out in time, let us vomit, and let us drink egg whites, my cousin and I wouldn't know what would have happened?" β
"I don't blame Zhiwei, but why is this pastry poisonous?" After calming down, Empress Feng looked at Ning Juan, "Say, what's going on?"
Ning Juan knelt on the ground with a "poof", "The slave really doesn't know!"
"I don't know?" Empress Feng sneered, "You prepared the pastry, and you held it along the way, not your poison, who is it?"
"The pastries were prepared by the slaves in front of a large number of people, and there was no chance of poisoning. Ning Juan argued for herself, "After coming to the East Palace, the pastries were handed over to Miss Cui again, and the slave didn't know what was wrong during this period." β
Qi Shi asked coldly: "You mean that after handing over the pastry to Zhiwei, Zhiwei will be poisoned?"
The slave didn't say that. β
"Then why did Zhiwei save the prince and the prince after being poisoned?
"Maybe Miss Cui is here to invite credit?"
"How old is Zhiwei? How can there be such a scheming to wait? If the old body is not mistaken, you mean that the old body instructed her to do this, right?"
"No, no, no, the slave doesn't dare to doubt Mrs. Tai. β
Qi snorted coldly, "You don't dare to doubt the old body, but every word shows that you suspect a child who is only five years old." Regardless of whether you did this today or not, just because you have this mind, it is enough to show your viciousness!"
Qi was angry, and Su Zong hurriedly appeased: "Mrs. Tai, don't be angry. Then he shouted and ordered, "Come on, drag this who is climbing and biting indiscriminately down and beat her to death!"
"The emperor spares his life!" Ning Juan knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, "The slave really didn't do anything, and she didn't say anything!"
"Your Majesty," Empress Feng hurriedly said to stop, "Although this offends Mrs. Tai and Zhiwei, please spare her life before the matter is investigated." "After speaking, I don't look at Su Zong, but look at Qi Clan.
Empress Feng's face still has to be given, and Qi Shi followed: "The queen is right. Although this is punishable, before the matter is investigated, let her life be spared. She also wants to return the innocence of her little granddaughter.
Su Zong nodded, "Since the queen and the lady said so, then spare this's life first." However, you will explain the 1510 you know clearly, if you bite indiscriminately, you will definitely be severely punished!"
"Yes. Frightened by this, Ning Juan no longer had the composure she had before. Her eyes were rolling around, and she wanted to cry without tears. If she doesn't do what she just said, then what can she say?
"By the way, maybe it's poisoned by the pastry cook. Ning Juan found an excuse again.
Hearing her say this, Cui Zhiwei asked Qi in a milky voice: "Grandmother, do you say that the person they want to poison is not the prince's brother, but Zhiwei?"
Qi Shi restrained his anger towards Ning Juan, lowered his head and asked, "Why did Zhiwei ask that?"
"Because these pastries are all Zhiwei's favorite food!" It is no secret that she eats pastries every time she goes to Fengxiang Palace. If, according to Ning Juan, the pastry was poisoned when it was made, it is self-evident that the person who wants to be poisoned is self-evident.
"Empress, could it be that the people of Fengxiang Palace saw that the little granddaughter of the old body was not pleasing to the eye, so they poisoned the pastry, in order to murder Zhiwei?" Qi Shi threw the question to Empress Feng.
"Then why is Zhiwei okay?" the queen asked Cui Zhiwei again, "How did Zhiwei find out that the pastries Jun'er ate were poisonous?"