Chapter Fifty-Six: Strange

Looking at the person standing on the side, Zhuo Chen had a thought in his heart. If this person is allowed to leave, Concubine Shu will definitely notice it, and this person will definitely suffer here. In this way, there will be some trouble in the future.

After a while, Zhuo Chen called the housekeeper and placed the man in the mansion for the time being. In this regard, Mo Shihuan had no opinion, so Zhuo Chen did so.

In the palace, the emperor had doubts about this matter, so he quietly ordered someone to investigate the reason. Concubine Shu's eyeliner reported the matter to Concubine Shu, and Concubine Shu, who was sitting in her bedroom, clenched her hands slightly, a little worried.

After a while, Concubine Shu got up and walked out of King Wu's mansion, King Wu happened to be in the study to deal with some matters, Concubine Shu simply lifted the corner of her skirt and walked in.

Seeing Concubine Shu, King Wu stepped forward and asked. Concubine Shu glanced at the guard who was about to go out on errands, and immediately pulled down her face, with a black line on her forehead.

"Recently, the emperor must be suspicious, and you must not act rashly in the past few days, so as not to provoke the emperor's investigation, do you know?" Concubine Qingyue's voice sounded in the ears of Wu Wang Zhuoyi.

After listening to it, although Zhuo Yi was a little unwilling, he was probably also a person with brains, knowing that what his mother said was reasonable, and bowed slightly. It was inconvenient for Concubine Shu to stay longer, and after a few simple instructions, she returned to the palace.

After Concubine Shu left the mansion, Zhuo Yi ordered the guards to inform him that the next things should be postponed and that he must not act rashly. When the guards were given orders, they went down to do their errands.

Although the real culprit of this matter has been ascertained, Mo Shihuan has made other small calculations. The special composition of the poison on the wounds of the two people aroused Mo Shihuan's interest in the Royal Medicine Garden.

At noon, Mo Shihuan led Bai Ling to the Tai Hospital. After all, he is also one of the many doctors in the Tai Hospital, and it is beyond reproach that he wants to see the medicine garden.

After a while, the carriage stopped steadily outside the palace gate, and Mo Shihuan got out of the carriage and walked all the way along the long corridor in the palace. After a cup of tea, I arrived at the Tai Hospital.

Mo Shihuan entered the Tai Hospital, grabbed a Tai doctor and asked where Liu Hanyu was. Due to his identity, the imperial doctor briefly said where Liu Hanyu came from and left.

Seeing this, Mo Shihuan followed what the imperial doctor said to Liu Hanyu's location. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Liu Hanyu half-kneeling on the ground, his hand on an eight-year-old emperor dressed in fine clothes, and his brows were tightly locked.

Liu Hanyu listened to the movement, glanced sideways at Mo Shihuan, and continued to inspect the emperor's condition. A few imperial doctors around stood aside, and when they saw Mo Shihuan, they just nodded slightly, and there were no extra words.

After a while, Liu Hanyu stood up, stretched out his hand and stroked the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and stepped forward to ask Mo Shihuan why he came this time.

Mo Shihuan has been watching this hall from the side, pursing his lips slightly, there are two princes lying in the hall, the expressions on their faces are the same, and they are still young. Mo Shihuan saw the symptoms of the prince and felt that this matter was a little strange.

"Imperial Doctor Liu, do the two princes have any diseases, can you let me come forward and take a look?" Mo Shihuan came back to his senses and asked softly.

Liu Hanyu saw that he had just informed Mo Shihuan of the results obtained from the pulse, but Liu Hanyu himself didn't quite understand what kind of illness the prince was, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Shihuan.

Mo Shihuan took a step forward and wanted to check on the prince's illness, but suddenly, a figure stood in front of him. A bearded imperial physician who looked like he had passed the age of confusion blocked Mo Shihuan's way.

The old doctors of the Tai Hospital couldn't see why, so Liu Hanyu also came to take a look, but if they wanted to say what the yellow-haired girl in front of them could see, they absolutely didn't believe it.

"The safety of the prince is related to the prosperity and stability of our country in the future, how can you be a fledgling girl." A slightly bold imperial doctor stepped forward and taunted Mo Shihuan.

Liu Hanyu on the side didn't speak, watching the quarrel for a few days. After a while, Mo Shihuan glanced at the embarrassed look on Liu Hanyu's face, then took a step back, stopped talking to those imperial doctors, and left first.

Subsequently, the imperial doctors also left. Liu Hanyu was the only one left in the hall, and after thinking for a while, although he still hesitated, he still quietly brought Mo Shihuan back to the palace.

"The prince's illness, even I can only see a few points, you can come forward and take a look." Liu Hanyu stepped aside, and Mo Shihuan took advantage of the situation to the prince's side, half-squatting to check the pulse.

After a cup of tea, Mo Shihuan straightened up, opened the prince's eyes and looked at the white pupils, frowned slightly, and thought about it.

"How?" Liu Hanyu saw that Mo Shihuan seemed to have a conclusion, so he asked. Mo Shihuan wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and the expression on his face was reflected in Liu Hanyu's eyes, and his heart couldn't help but pinch up.

Mo Shihuan coughed lightly and explained, "As Imperial Physician Liu just said, the princes do have such symptoms. As he spoke, Mo Shihuan squeezed the prince's hand lightly and motioned for Liu Hanyu to look.

The blood is pale in color, and it seems to be a little purple, and the same is true when you look at your eyes. Mo Shihuan speculated that the princes were by no means ordinary, and they also used sharp weapons to block the meridians.

After hearing this, Liu Hanyu bowed slightly, and Mo Shihuan saw that there seemed to be a dark shadow outside the door, so he stopped and didn't continue. Before leaving, he leaned over and whispered in Liu Hanyu's ear, "Imperial Doctor Liu, after I leave, carefully inspect the princes to see if there is anything blocking their meridians." ”

After speaking, Mo Shihuan deliberately raised his voice to say goodbye to Liu Hanyu, and sure enough, the black shadow outside the door heard the sound, and disappeared in a corner.

After Mo Shihuan left, Liu Hanyu had doubts about what Mo Shihuan said, so he stepped forward to recheck the pulse of the princes, and the result was the same as Fang Cai, so he believed Mo Shihuan's words a little.

found out in this way, Mo Shihuan was worried that this matter was also done by Concubine Shu, and human life was a matter of heaven, Mo Shihuan didn't think much about it, and he didn't have the intention of going to the medicine garden, so he turned around and left the palace with Bai Ling.

An hour later, Mo Shihuan returned to the Liangwang Mansion. Zhuo Chen knew early in the morning that Mo Shihuan had gone to the palace, and at this time he heard some panicked footsteps outside the door of the study, and only raised his eyes slightly and glanced at it.

Mo Shihuan entered the study as soon as he took a step, stood in front of Zhuo Chen, took a few breaths, and then opened his mouth to tell Zhuo Chen about today's affairs in the palace.

After hearing this, Zhuo Chen put down the scroll in his hand and looked up at Mo Shihuan, who was shaking his hand lightly on the side to fan himself. After a while, he heard Zhuo Chen's warm voice sound, "Is this true?"

Mo Shihuan glared at Zhuo Chen, but still nodded. Zhuo Chen knew in his heart, waved his hand, and let Mo Shihuan go down first. Mo Shihuan felt bored, so he turned around and left.

It seems that Concubine Shu's ambition is really obvious. It's really the same as the method used to frame this king over the years. Zhuo Chen muttered in his heart and snorted coldly.