Imperial Palace, inside the Butterfly Pavilion.

Die-kun's face itched so hard that she kept scratching it. When the itching on her face eased a little, she felt that her neck was itching again, so she scratched her neck again. After a while, red and bright scratches covered Diejun's fair and delicate skin.

"Oh my God, sister, don't catch it! If it goes on like this, it's going to break the phase! Xiangjun held down Diejun's hand and didn't let her touch her face.

"I don't know what's going on, my face has started to itch inexplicably in the past two days, and it seems to be getting worse and worse." At first, Diejun didn't take it seriously, but today it was so itchy that she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Shall I go and ask my sister to have a doctor? It looks like I'm allergic. Xiangjun was about to ask for a doctor, but was stopped by Diejun.

"Don't bother the doctor, it's probably because I accidentally ate the wrong thing and am allergic, you can just help me get some ointment and apply it." Diejun didn't want to make a fuss about this little thing.

"How's that going to work? What if it's serious? Xiangjun knew what she was worried about. Since the holy car left Beijing, without the protection of the emperor, they have borne the brunt of the bullying of the harem, and even the subordinates don't pay much attention to them, not to mention the snobbery of the Tai Hospital?

"No, it won't. If the ointment doesn't work, it's not too late to call a doctor tomorrow. In the end, Diejun finally persuaded Xiangjun and did not mention the matter of the imperial doctor again.

However, things are not as simple as they think.

The day after taking the medicine, Diejun did not feel better, and her face was still itchy and unbearable, and it was accompanied by redness and swelling. Diejun was afraid that Xiangjun would worry, so he did not tell the true situation, but continued to apply the ointment in vain. When it itched uncomfortably at night, Diejun couldn't help but scratch it, but he didn't know that his face was scratched.

When she got up in the morning on the third day and looked in the mirror, Die-kun was startled by her appearance! Instead of scabbing over the wound that was scratched last night, it showed a tendency to fester, and now Diejun couldn't sit still.

"Xiangjun! Xiangjun! My face...... My face! Butterfly screamed.

Xiangjun, who heard the movement, immediately rushed to Diejun's house, and was also frightened by Diejun's scarred face on the spot.

"No, I'll go and ask for a doctor! Sister, you wait! Xiangjun didn't say a word, and ran all the way to the hospital.

When I entered the Imperial Doctor's Office, I saw a few scattered Imperial Doctors lazily nestled in their chairs, and some even leisurely folded their legs on the table.

Xiangjun didn't care so much, and ran straight to a doctor closest to her, pulling his sleeve and pulling it out.

"Oops! Where did the girl come from, so ignorant of the rules! Is there such a tugging with the official? Quickly let go, let go. Imperial Physician Sun impatiently pushed away the pair of plain hands that were pulling him.

"My beg, my lord, come with me! I can't wait for my little master's illness! Xiangjun was so anxious that the top of his head was sweating, and tears were about to come out.

"Which palace is the little master? What symptoms, you briefly describe. The official has to make a record first. Doctor Sun opened the record book unhurriedly, Xiangjun described it concisely, and Doctor Sun quickly recorded it.

Finally waited for Imperial Physician Sun to enter it, Xiangjun impatiently pulled him and wanted to leave, but Imperial Physician Sun sat back easily. Xiangjun was angry and anxious, and couldn't help but ask loudly: "What are you doing here?" Why don't you come with me to Caidiexuan to save people! ”

"What's the noise? The symptoms of Butterfly Beauty are clearly allergies, just rub some medicine. There's a bottle of 'Gyokuro Cream' in the cabinet over there, you can just take it and rub it on for your master." After finishing the sentence, he made a "don't bother me" gesture.

Xiangjun ran to get the jade dew cream, opened it and sniffed the smell, which was obviously similar to the ointment that Diejun used himself! It doesn't work at all!

"Imperial Doctor, this can't work! My little master has already used ointment, and it doesn't work at all! Now the wounds on my face are red and swollen and festering! You'll have to see for yourself! Xiangjun begged and begged, but he had to kneel down for him.

"You girl, what a trouble! That's it, I'll go with you. Doctor Sun muttered disgustedly, packed up the medical box, and followed Xiangjun.

Xiangjun was overjoyed, and he was almost grateful to Imperial Doctor Sun. However, she didn't know that this Imperial Doctor Sun had already been approved by Mu Zhu.

Qizhou Palace, Yanjiao Pavilion.

Yesterday, Luo Yiyi handed over a post to the little masters, and held a banquet to entertain everyone in the Yanjiao Pavilion where she lived at noon today. Its purpose is twofold, one is to apologize to Rui Concubine for the unpleasantness that happened a few days ago; The second can enhance the friendship between the harem sisters.

The concubines who got the post, except for the protagonist Deng Zhenxuan, everyone else readily agreed. Deng Zhenxuan didn't believe that Luo Yiyi invited him to make amends, it must be a weasel to give the chicken a New Year's greeting - not well-intentioned! She wanted to refuse, but learned that among the invitees were Zhaoyi and concubines with higher status than her. When she first arrived, her posture should not be too high, so she only agreed to go to the banquet against her will.

Before noon, in the West Flower Hall of the Yanjiao Pavilion, all the guests had arrived.

"Now that the sisters are here, let's have a feast, shall we? What do the two sisters of Concubine Ke and Tian Zhaoyi think? Luo Yiyi first asked Luo Zixiao and Li Shutian, who had the highest median score in the seat.

Li Shutian was about to agree, but Luo Zixiao spoke one step ahead of her: "Then let's have a banquet." Although the tone is not condescending, it also exudes an indescribable sense of superiority. Li Shutian suddenly lost the desire to speak again, and simply nodded at Luo Yiyi.

Luo Yiyi gestured to Bang Xin, and Bang Xin shouted outside the door: "Pass the food!" After a while, one after another exquisite dishes were served.

As soon as the dishes were served, Luo Yiyi enthusiastically supported the cloth maid to pick up the dishes for each concubine.

"Let's try this donkey meat roasted wheat, I heard that it is a special snack in Qizhou!" Luo Yiyi glanced at the little pity of the cloth vegetables, and the little pity was about to give Deng Zhenxuan the roasted wheat.

Deng Zhenxuan blocked the maid in disgust, and pretended to be polite: "No need." I appreciate the kindness of the noble people, but I have not been able to eat fishy donkey meat since I was a child. I'm really sorry, I can only live up to this delicacy. ”

"Well, that's a pity. Xiao Xi, don't bring donkey meat dishes to Rui Concubine, and pay attention to the dishes when you distribute them for a while. The leader of Xiao Xi's jaw ordered to put the "antidote" that was originally going to be given to Deng Zhenxuan into Jiang Lianhuan's plate. Luo Yiyi nodded with satisfaction, personally served a bowl of miscellaneous mushroom soup, and brought it to Deng Zhenxuan: "This is the miscellaneous mushroom soup made by the concubine herself, Concubine Rui can't refuse this time, otherwise she will not accept the concubine's apology." She couldn't help but tremble nervously as she spoke, but she managed to restrain herself.

Deng Zhenxuan stared at the bowl of brightly colored soup, the corners of his head and mouth twitched, revealing a disdainful smile that others could not see. When he raised his head and looked at Luo Yiyi again, there was no strange expression on his face, he took the soup bowl with a smile, and tasted it immediately: "It tastes good." The moment he lowered his head to taste the soup, the contempt in his eyes leaked out again, but it was well concealed.

"It's good if Concubine Rui likes it." Luo Yiyi saw that she drank the soup, and then she breathed a sigh of relief. But soon she began to get nervous again, because she had to keep an eye on Deng Jixuan's reaction.

The atmosphere at the banquet has been tepid, no matter how the host Luo Yiyi enlivens the atmosphere, Deng Zhenxuan doesn't buy it much, so he eats and drinks soup by himself.

"As the saying goes, 'the dragon food in the sky can't be enjoyed, and the donkey meat in the world is fragrant', this donkey meat can be regarded as a great delicacy in the world! Rui Concubine really doesn't want to taste it? At this time, Wang Zhiying suddenly said such a sentence, and everyone only felt strange, only Luo Yiyi's cold sweat ran down her back, and the hand holding the chopsticks clenched unconsciously.

"Nope. Sakura concubine likes it, just eat more by yourself. Deng Zhenxuan looked at the roasted wheat and frowned slightly.

"Concubine Rui doesn't like donkey meat, so don't force her! It's a pity, quickly fill the soup for Rui Concubine. Luo Yiyi saw that Deng Zhenxuan's soup bowl had bottomed out, and hurriedly asked people to fill it up, for fear that the amount would not be enough to poison her.

"Don't patronize and greet guests, you eat your own food! Look at how much this roasted wheat is left, what a pity it was! Bang Xin, quickly put a few more clips on your little master; And that soup, it's really delicious, and it also serves a big bowl for your little master. Wang Zhiying noticed that everyone except Deng Jixuan had eaten a piece of roasted wheat, and then began to help Luo Yiyi eliminate the evidence according to the plan.

After being full of wine and food, this gift was also lost, and the feelings were almost "exchanged", and the concubines said goodbye one after another. Soon there was no one left.

Luo Yiyi, who had been nervous and busy all afternoon, was finally able to loosen the nerves that had been tense, and was so tired that she sat down on the Taishi chair.

"The humble man has worked hard today, but his body can still bear it?" Wang Zhiying did not rush back to her bedroom, but stayed and chatted with Yiyi again.

Shibazakura didn't say that Yiyi didn't think so, but after she reminded Yiyi, she really felt uncomfortable in her chest. Could it be that my heart is too tense all day today, and my heart is a little overloaded? Yiyi deliberately ignored this discomfort and asked, "Deng Zhenxuan obviously drank the soup, why didn't she react?" Did you poison the soup? Luo Yiyi suddenly thought that Wang Zhiying had the possibility of playing tricks on herself, so she stared at her suspiciously.

"Of course. It will take a few hours for this drug to attack, otherwise it will be troublesome to attack on the spot. You're just waiting to see the show tonight. Luo Yiyi just wanted to ask Wang Zhiying why she didn't tell her the time of the poison, so she stuffed a lot of roasted wheat and poured several bowls of soup! Wang Zhiying smiled at her secretly, and her hairs stood on end. For some reason, she felt that Wang Zhiying in front of her was particularly terrifying.

At night, I didn't wait for the news of Deng Jixuan's accident, but my heart ached. Luo Yiyi was tortured and sweated profusely, but she didn't dare to ask the imperial doctor easily, so she stayed aside and was in a hurry.

"Bang Xin, medicine...... In the cupboard...... There is medicine. Quick, bring it to me! Luo Yiyi was so painful that she couldn't get out of bed, trembling and pointing to the cabinet at the foot of the bed, signaling Bang Xin to get a heart pill for angina.

Bang Xin hurriedly rummaged through the cabinet and turned it upside down, but turned the cabinet upside down, and there was no white porcelain bottle that Yiyi said, and the master and servant panicked. Luo Yiyi was in a hurry, and there was a sharp pain in her heart, which made her faint in pain. Seeing that the master was already unconscious, Bang Xin didn't dare to delay anymore and ran out to ask for a doctor.

Wang Zhiying, who heard the movement, sat comfortably under the window, pushed the window open a gap and observed the situation on the other side. She played with a thin-necked white porcelain medicine bottle in her hand, and the corners of her mouth provoked a trace of arc of unknown meaning.