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Wen Wan's eyes were plated with a light red layer of the setting sun, adding more solemnity and inquiry, frowning and wanting to say goodbye.

She motioned to her personal maid to stay outside, not mentioning Fang Cai's stubble first, but pulled Murong Wei to her side, and whispered, "Don't worry, I remembered another important matter." ”

The gentle and light tone of words gently crossed Murong Wei's ears, and although her voice was low, she asked carefully: "Ah Wei, do you remember that Your Majesty was poisoned back then, and there were several times when it was obviously extremely dangerous, and the imperial doctors all asked the queen to prepare for the future, but Your Majesty survived it again, why?"

In the past, Emperor Chongming's poisoning was also a sharp thorn in Murong Wei's heart, and there was no result after several investigations. If it is said that Mama Luo was framed, there is already a basis for it, but there is no clue about the poisoning of Emperor Chongming.

Emperor Chongming's side was heavily guarded, and the chief manager Xuan Shuang was personally responsible for his every drink and food.

Xuanshuang was originally the secret guard left by the first emperor to Emperor Chongming, and his loyalty has been tested for two lifetimes, and it is impossible to be like Mama Bai, a dormant poisonous snake by Emperor Chongming's side.

With such an iron bucket-like vigilance, who is the poison and when it came down to Emperor Chongming, Murong Wei still can't find a clue.

Wen Wan has been thinking about her previous life these days, and through the former concubine Du Fang borrowed a quenched woodblock to hurt people, her heart suddenly brightened.

On that day, they only believed that poison came from the mouth, and Wen Wan and Murong Wei paid more attention to the imperial dining room and those who were waiting for them, but they never thought that clothes and utensils could become things stained with poison.

The poison in Emperor Chongming seemed to be different from Qin Heng on the surface, but in fact, it had the most fundamental thing in common, that is, a poison was not enough to kill it, and it was always going back and forth.

Either the poisoner really can't figure out the properties of the drug, or the person is too proficient to control the symptoms of the poisoner in small amounts. There is another situation, that is, the poisoner obviously wants to be ruthless, but there is no chance to kill him, perhaps because the amount of poison in their hands is insufficient.

Wen Wan is actually more inclined to the latter in her heart, since Qin Huai dares to kill his father and usurp the throne, he must not have half a brotherly affection for his brother Qin Heng, who is the crown prince. If he could kill with one move, he would never let Qin Heng linger on the sickbed for months.

After Qin Heng was poisoned, his sanity was confused and clear. For a period of time, the heat was unbearable, and Wen Wanli overrode public opinion and moved to another courtyard with him to escape the summer. During that time, Qin Heng was obviously in good spirits, and his face was also ruddy and full.

It was after returning to the East Palace of the Imperial City that Qin Heng's condition suddenly worsened.

In this way, it can be boldly assumed that the poison is most likely to be cast on the utensils that Qin Heng usually uses. The courtyard was clean and clean, and Qin Hengda was in a state of recovery, which naturally made Qin Huai, who was a wolf, unaware.

Qin Huai didn't dare to wait until Qin Heng recovered, he used the excuse that the country could not be without a king for a day, and united several ministers in the court, nominally to invite the prince to return to Beijing to sit in the East Palace, but in fact, Qin Heng was in danger again.

As long as I think about the past, I still can't help myself.

Every time she remembered the broken liver and intestines when she was separated from Qin Heng, big tears suddenly welled up on her gentle eyelids, and then rolled down on her moon-white plain palace clothes, impregnating the proud cold plums.

Murong Wei gently hugged her arm and said softly but firmly, "Sister Wan, don't be sad. The past is already a cloud of smoke. Now that he is on his way to the imperial city, I want to congratulate my sister in advance on the revisit of the mandarin dream. ”

Her eyes washed with tears were particularly clear, and her gentle gaze was as bright as the brightest stars in the sky, she nodded her head and stretched out her hand to shake Murong Wei: "It will definitely be." In this life, I will not only be the mistress of Prince Qin Heng's East Palace, but also accompany him to the throne of Jian'an and trample Qin Huai into the dirt. ”

The channel for transmitting things inside and outside the Xixia Palace has been found, that is, there is a mystery hidden under the thick and rugged golden laurel tree outside the Shoukang Palace. And where the omission of Prince Qin Heng's East Palace is, it needs to be found slowly by Wen Wan in the future.

The gentle eyes that have always been gentle and distant are full of firmness and confidence: "Let Qin Huai be insidious and cunning, the enemy of this world is in the light and I am in the dark, if I don't pull him down under the horse, I will write the word gentle and gentle upside down." ”

Qin Heng and Wen Wan in their previous lives were not not smart enough, but they lost because they were too kind, so they repeatedly fell into Qin Huai's trap of using family affection as bait. In this life, if Qin Huai still dares to follow the trajectory of his previous life to kill his father and usurp the throne, Wen Wan will plan and trap him in the game he has set up.

The most urgent thing now is how to prevent that poison. If it has already flowed into the palace, you must find a way to catch it.

Speaking of the master of using poison, Murong Wei and Wen Wan talked about the Mai mother-in-law in their previous life.

Wen Wan once seriously asked Mai's mother-in-law for advice, but there is that kind of poison that can't even be tested with silver needles?

Mai's mother-in-law thought for a while and said, I have indeed heard that there is such a herb that can be colorless and tasteless, and can also avoid the test of silver needles.

Seeing that Wen Wan was emotional and frustrated, Mai's mother-in-law comforted: "Everything has advantages and disadvantages, since this herb can not be tested by the silver needle, there must be other flaws that can be distinguished." It's a pity that the old body hasn't seen it in person, otherwise I can try it hard. ”

Or the smell is special, or the dosage is strange, even if this poison is rare in the world, there must be something that restrains it.

Mai's mother-in-law taught Wen Wan a lesson, and clearly pointed out that the most likely place for such a strange poison to appear should be in Miaojiang.

Miao Jiang herbs are hard to find, Wen Wan boldly deduced that the murderer put poison on the clothes or utensils that Emperor Chongming and Qin Heng used every day, because the amount of follow-up maintenance is not enough, the illness of the two people is always repeated.

When he was sent back to Xixia, Qin Heng was already sick and broken. His crown prince's East Palace was all Qin Huai's hands, and whether he died of poison or directly at Qin Huai's hands in the end is no longer possible for outsiders to verify.

As for Emperor Chongming, because there is a chief manager around him to take care of him, the poisoner is naturally very jealous. Perhaps because of this, Emperor Chongming had the opportunity to withstand the deadly poison and survive, but in the end he was hated by Su Duhan.

Murong Wei listened to the gentle research, a glimmer of light gradually penetrated the suspicious heart, suddenly became bright, and slapped the table heavily and said: "Exactly, if Guo Shanggong is the black hand behind it, Sister Wan can make sense when she says this." ”

Although ordinary palace people are not allowed to enter and leave Emperor Chongming's bedroom and imperial study, the clothes on Emperor Chongming's body, the night covers and curtains, mattresses and pillows are all from the hands of the Shanggong Bureau.