After some tossing, it was already approaching evening.

The little prince was suddenly poisoned without warning, and the dinner was ordered to be canceled by the emperor, and the concubines and officials went home.

Yu Qing did not leave the bed an inch, the medicinal power began to take effect, and the red spots on the little prince's body had gradually begun to shrink, although it was not as fast as when it spread, but fortunately, the situation was improving.

The two of them have moved to the Qianqing Palace, the incident happened suddenly, the poison, the pulse, and the medicine were all in the Taihe Palace, although the hall was solemn, it was not as comfortable as the dormitory.

After the little prince's condition stabilized, the emperor said that he would move the little prince to the Qianqing Palace, Wenhua Palace was indeed too far away, and Yu Qing was afraid that the wind would blow on the path, and his condition would deteriorate, so he did not refuse.

The emperor spoke, and he was the only prince, even if he did not conform to the rules of the ancestors, no one dared to put his beak.

Since the war on the frontier, the government has been busy, and batches of songs have been sent to the Qinzheng Palace.

Because of the little prince's 100-day ceremony, the emperor has a day to spare, and the folds have been piled up, and he has just ordered someone to move the folds to the Qianqing Palace, which is being reviewed outside at this time.

Yu Qing looked at Feng Jingyuan, the red spots on his body had shrunk to the size of soybeans, and his condition was stable, and he was still shocking to look at.

There may still be some itching, and the little chubby hand occasionally raises it to scratch on the body.

Xiyue had already rushed over from Wenhua Palace after receiving the news, and when she came, the little prince had already passed the dangerous period.

Yu Qing understands Xiyue's state of mind, this little bean bag has grown under his nose since he was born, when the little prince refused to drink grandma's milk, Xiyue was not less anxious to worry, even crying on weekdays, would change the way to make him happy, not to mention this kind of unwarranted disaster.

Yu Qing asked Xiyue to hold down the little prince's hand, and she took a cool and anti-itching ointment and gently applied it to the red spots.

The heart is a little settled, and only after the sun is there time to think about other things.

"Xiyue, you go, Imperial Doctor Meng called." Yu Qing commanded.

Meng Qingxuan boiled the medicine himself, and Yu Qing never let him go, and was in the side hall at any time, waiting for the summons in case the little prince had any emergency.

After all, children are young, the amount of medicine, and their own physique will have an impact on the treatment effect.

Meng Qingxuan was summoned to enter the main hall, and when he passed by the outside to salute, the emperor thought that the little prince's condition had deteriorated, and asked anxiously.

"Minister, see the noble people." Meng Qingxuan saluted respectfully.

"Imperial Physician Meng, you and I are old acquaintances, so there is no need to be so formal." Yu Qing said.

Meng Qingxuan stood tall, although he was young, he had his own style and bones, and he had helped him many times, Yu Qing had a very good impression of him.

"I don't dare." Meng Qingxuan abided by the rules and didn't take Yu Qing's words seriously.

In fact, Meng Qingxuan also remembered that when he first entered the hospital, he often sat on a cold bench.

Each palace concubine has a doctor who is familiar with or trusted, and every time it is summoned, it is the other imperial doctors who are busy with each other, leaving Meng Qingxuan alone in the hospital.

I remember that day too, the rest of the imperial doctors were invited away, and suddenly a little eunuch came, saying that Concubine Zhen of Qinghua Garden was unwell, and then he knew that there were still concubines who did not live in the harem, and it was also on that day that he saw Yu Qing, who was still a palace maid.

When treating a doctor for Concubine Zhen, in line with the medical ethics of a doctor, he focused on the patient, and he did not pay attention to other things.

It wasn't until the time of prescribing the medicine that the little girl next to Concubine Zhen suddenly spoke, asking to cover up the true therapeutic effect of the prescription, that he raised his eyes to look at the palace maid beside Concubine Zhen, who had never paid attention.

The eyes are large, the whites of the eyes are clear, and the dark eyes are full of agility. The key is that Concubine Zhen did not object after hearing this, but agreed very much.

As soon as he thought about it, he understood the secret, although he was a doctor, he had also heard of the deceit between the harem, the open and the covert.

Looking at the little palace maid's gaze again, there was a hint of appreciation, she was loyal to the lord, smart and intelligent.

As soon as his compassion moved, he agreed to help them hide it.

The news of Concubine Zhen's death spread all over the harem, and he was a little shocked when he first heard it, but he didn't expect that under the protection of the little palace maid, he still died of incense.

Fortunately, the little prince born to him was saved and handed over to a noble person to raise.

When he saw her again, it was in Wenhua Palace that day, but he didn't expect her to change and become the emperor's woman, and what surprised him even more was that she was the woman who raised Concubine Zhen's child, a noble person.

Seeing that he was polite, Yu Qing didn't care, and said, "I just have some questions for you." ”

"Your Excellency, please speak." Meng Qingxuan said.

"How can this poison be inflicted on the person to be poisoned?" How could he receive gifts from hundreds of officials in a dignified manner, and suddenly became poisoned?

Yu Qing looked down at Feng Jingyuan, reached out and stroked the fluffy fetal hair on his head, and finally fell asleep after a night of trouble.

"I mean, how can I be poisoned, whether I can take it, or I can touch it, or the smell is ......" Yu Qing was afraid that Meng Qingxuan didn't understand, so she added.

"Qing Guiren also understands poison?" Meng Qingxuan was a little surprised, if he didn't understand, how could he know such a method of poisoning.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't know how to use poison, it's just that medicine and poison are of the same origin, just guess." Yu Qing explained.

Poison is also medicine, and naturally it is only in those few ways that it can be used.

Meng Qingxuan nodded, Yu Qing was indeed smart, and replied: "Hui Qing noble, the use of this poison is indeed in it, but it is also a little special. ”

Meng Qingxuan patiently explained that this poison is soluble in water, colorless and tasteless, and can poison people when swallowed or touched.

However, this is only a prerequisite for poisoning, and poison hair also needs another medicine, that is, the aroma of geraniums.

If it is only touched or eaten, it is only to let the poison temporarily hide in the body, if you have never been exposed to the medicine in your life, you can also have no worries for a lifetime, once you come into contact with geraniums, you will be poisoned in less than a cup of tea.

Hearing this, Yu Qing closed his eyes for a long time, and the scenes in front of him flashed in front of him.

Knowing that the process of the 100-day ceremony is complicated, before going out in the morning, Yu Qing was afraid that the little prince would cry hungry halfway, so he deliberately boiled some milk porridge, fine and thick milk porridge, and the little prince drank a small cup.

Yu Qing confirmed that during this period, the little prince had never eaten anything, so only physical contact could be poisoned......

Recall carefully, after a while, with a ding, the picture in Yu Qing's mind stopped beating, which was a blessing!

Yu Qing clearly remembered that the Queen Mother dipped the mulberry branch in the dew and dusted it on Feng Jingyuan's forehead, clicked it, and the palace people sang a salute, and it was ten sentences, and the salute was completed.

Could it be the Queen Mother? The traces are too obvious.

No, although the queen mother is not the emperor's biological mother, she also really cares about the inheritance of the royal heirs, and her verbal concern and praise for the little prince several times does not seem to be a fraud.

If it's not the Queen Mother, who will it be?

What puzzled her even more was the scent of geraniums.

Not to mention the concubines in the palace today, the aroma of fat powder has always filled the nose, even the dragon robe on the emperor's body is smoked with ambergris incense every day, and the smell of the hall is mixed, and no one can distinguish the smell of geraniums from it.

Yu Qing couldn't help but raise her hand and rub her temples, even if she knew the method of poisoning, she couldn't confirm who the murderer was, could it be that Jing Yuan was going to suffer this sin in vain, no, Yu Qing didn't allow it.

"Doctor Meng, I'll ask one more question."

Yu Qing decided not to think about the murderer for the time being, after all, it is not something that can be easily concluded for a while.

"It's okay to ask." Meng Qingxuan replied.

"Once the poison is poisoned, what will happen to the poisoned person if the drug is not used in time to detoxify?" Yu Qing asked carefully, she didn't want to hear the answer at all, but she had to ask.

Meng Qingxuan looked at Yu Qing steadily, his eyes were deep, he thought twice, and said: "If you don't detoxify in time, within an hour, the red spots will spread all over your body, and at that time, the poisoned person will bleed to death through the seven holes." "Da Luo Immortal also lacks the skills to return to the sky.

Oh, Yu Qing smiled, she really smiled, but there were tears in the corners of her eyes, tears that were lost and recovered.

It turned out that her Jing Yuan had already walked around the Ghost Gate once, but fortunately, someone pulled him back, otherwise, even if she died, Yu Qing would not have the face to see Concubine Zhen.

Yu Qing looked at Meng Qingxuan, and knelt on the ground with an ordinary voice, "Ilgen Yu Qing is here, and I thank Imperial Doctor Meng for saving his life for Jing Yuan." ”

knelt without warning, but frightened Meng Qingxuan, and Meng Qingxuan also quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to bow down to Yu Qing.

"It's all the responsibility of Weichen, and you don't have to be like this."

Xiyue hurriedly pulled Yuqing up.

Knowing that the little prince always reached out to scratch because of the itching, Meng Qingxuan stepped forward and applied a few injections to Feng Jingyuan to stop the itch.

And instructed Yu Qing to soak in water with mulberry leaves and mint later, and bathe or wipe it for the little prince, which can help detoxify and relieve itching, Yu Qing nodded and wrote it down.

After Meng Qingxuan stepped back, Yu Qing sat back on the couch.

"The little prince is so small and so cute, how can anyone bear to do this to an infant baby."

Xiyue stood beside Yu Qing and also looked at the little prince, but when she looked at it, tears fell again.

The corners of Yu Qing's mouth pulled up a bitter smile, Xiyue, this stupid girl, you like the little prince, naturally there are people who don't like it.

Some people use him as a stumbling block and deal with him quickly, or because she ......

"Xiyue." Yu Qing was stunned.

"Well, what's the matter, little master?" Xiyue wiped her tears and asked.

"You say, will it be, I hurt Jing Yuan."

The emperor is currently such a prince, if it is said to be removed as a stumbling block, he will be in a hurry. I'm afraid it's not because some people think that Jing Yuan is their own protective talisman, so in order to get rid of her, they have to get rid of Feng Jing Yuan first!

"Little Master ......"

Xiyue was about to say something, but Yu Qing continued: "You said, if it was the queen or the queen mother who raised Jing Yuan, would Jing Yuan's situation be much better?" "At least no one will do it so easily.

"Little master, you can't think so!"

Xiyue was shocked, is the little master's idea to give the little prince to others to raise? How can that be!

"Although the little prince is not your own child, but you treat him as your own and take care of him in every way, who can be as good to him as you are, little master, you must not have stupid thoughts!"

Xiyue is so anxious to die, if only Wanhe's illness had been cured, she must know how to persuade the little master, she is clumsy, and she doesn't know what to say at all.

"Let me think about it." Yu Qing leaned her head against the bedpost, closed her eyes and stared, and said no more.