The king's health seems to be getting worse and worse.

The people in the palace were talking about it.

Zhengwang's cough has not been cured, although the symptoms are not serious, but after all, the time has been long, and he has been sick in bed for a long time, and if he drags on, he may become a serious illness.

Although the king didn't feel that there was anything wrong, he still handled government affairs the same, but he also felt that he was a little powerless, and after staying in the study for a long time, he would be dizzy, and when he stood up suddenly, he felt that it was dark in front of him.

It's just a small symptom, why bother too much, the man has some minor pain, just drink the medicine.

The only thing that he was a little worried about was that his stubborn illness lasted a little longer than when Ning Zeqing was sick.

"It's just that my throat is uncomfortable, and there are still political affairs that have not been dealt with today, so I won't be troublesome."

The king was still sitting in the study, refusing to move for half a minute, and there was still a stack of unfinished pieces in front of him.

Although the king kept saying that there was nothing wrong, Ning Zeqing was still relieved.

When the king stood up and staggered a few steps, and seemed unable to act, Ning Zeqing still couldn't help it through some ghosts.

Although he was still standing in the palace and listening to orders, he asked someone to go to the palace to invite Wu Qingsheng to come over and treat the king.

When Wu Qingsheng entered the palace, the political king was still instructing his courtiers, and when he saw her coming, he couldn't be kind, so he dealt with political affairs while sitting down for Wu Qingsheng to investigate, and by the way, he also smiled at Ning Zeqing.

Wu Qingsheng had also heard of the symptoms of the political king before, although he had been sick for a long time, it was just a cough, but the palace medicine practitioners did not dare to use too much medicine, so they were so consumed.

But after she began to diagnose and treat, her originally friendly face froze: "May I ask what kind of decoction Your Majesty is drinking now?" ”

Seeing her ask such a question, the king also chuckled in his heart, and sent someone to find the prescription of the palace physician and let her look at it.

After reading it, Wu Qingsheng was even more puzzled, on top of this prescription, as she expected, it was all mild medicinal materials.

But in King Zheng's body, there are faint signs of hot and cold medicine clinching against each other, which leads to poor energy.

Why is that?

"What do you see?"

Wu Qingsheng gestured to the Zhengwang's eyes, and the Zhengwang knew what she meant, and after withdrawing everyone, Wu Qingsheng said that it was inappropriate.

"I suspect that Your Majesty has been poisoned by some chronic disease."

"Poison?!" King Zheng and Ning Zeqing were surprised together.

"It's not a strong poison, it should be that some medicinal properties collide in the consumption and accumulate in the body for a long time to form this toxicity."

"You mean, Your Majesty inadvertently ate food with different medicinal properties, which caused the poisoning?"

Wu Qingsheng nodded and said, "It should have been caused unintentionally, otherwise, Your Majesty's condition would not be less toxic than usual." ”

The king coughed for a while: "Does the doctor know what this medicine is in conflict with?" ”

Wu Qingsheng shook his head: "The folk girl doesn't know what His Majesty has eaten, so she doesn't dare to make a judgment." It's just that if the toxicity accumulates, I don't know what the consequences will be. For the sake of His Majesty's well-being, I implore the maidens to observe His Majesty's side for a day, and to look at everything they should eat, so as to find out the crux of the problem. ”

Wu Qingsheng stayed in the palace temporarily, and at the invitation of Princess Yuanping, he lived in her palace.

From the meals that the king had used in the morning, to the snacks and tea, Wu Qingsheng stood by and watched.

At the end of the day, there is nothing wrong with it.

So he stayed for a few more days.

As a result, rumors arose in the palace again, saying that His Majesty had taken a fancy to another medical girl, who was also in General Ning's mansion, and he liked her so much that he left her in the palace all day long, afraid that he would have to set up another queen.

Wu Qingsheng naturally didn't care about these and didn't take it to heart.

But in the ears of some people, it is very intolerable.

On this day, the king was meeting some courtiers in the palace, and the queen suddenly came.

"Your Majesty, your throat has been bad for a long time, I specially boiled a bowl of sweet soup for you, so moisturizing, you don't have to be so uncomfortable."

She came in with such a smile on her face, and the ministers also avoided her, not daring to look at her.

Since entering the palace, she has become more and more adept at dressing up.

When the king saw her coming, he did not welcome her warmly, and he did not have a cold face.

Last time, I donated myself for military use, but I lost most of my rewards, but I didn't complain. With this intention, the king can't be harsh on her.

"I remember you haven't brought some sweet soup to this king for a few days. Why did you remember it today? The king asked her with a smile, and sent the ministers away for the time being.

After being aggrieved, she felt distressed: "I heard that Your Majesty has a new lovely person, and I am afraid that she will not know Your Majesty's appetite for a while, so I came to care." ”

She used this method to attract the attention of the king, and she thought that everyone else was like this.

"It turned out to be jealous." King Zheng smiled.

There are rumors in the palace, and he has heard some of them.

After being ashamed, he looked ashamed, as if he had been broken by the Tao.

The two talked sweetly for a while, and when they saw the palace people looking at the door, they thought that the ministers were in a hurry to call.

"Okay, this bowl of sweet soup has been accepted by the king, and I also know your intentions. Recently, the state affairs have been busy, and I will see you when I have time. ”

After that, he said goodbye and left.

When the king and his ministers continued to talk about state affairs, they felt that their throats were dry, so they took a sip of sweet soup, and sure enough, they felt that their throats were very moist.

At the end of the discussion, the bowl of sweet soup was also at the bottom.

In the evening, the king still ate his meal under the attention of Wu Qingsheng, and the dishes were as usual without any outstanding features.

But as he ate and ate, the king felt unbearable in his throat, and there was even a smell of rusty iron.

Suddenly, as soon as he swallowed the food in his mouth, he coughed violently, his hand on the table, and his palm was clenched tightly, looking very unbearable.

This time the cough was not at all normal, and even more than ten times more violent.

Wu Qingsheng hurriedly asked people to help him to the collapse and clean up the obscurity that should be spit out before he began to check.

But at this time, the king could only lie on the bed weakly, his expression was confused, and he fell into a coma in his weakness.

Wrong! The meals of the past few days are all under her eyes, and there is no way to go wrong.

Why did the king's illness come so suddenly!

"Did Your Majesty eat anything else today?" Wu Qingsheng hurriedly asked the palace man on the side.

The palace people thought for a long time before they remembered the bowl of sweet soup.

Because he was discussing with the ministers at the time, Wu Qingsheng was not around.

"Today, the queen mother sent a bowl of sweet soup to Your Majesty. I've drunk it before, so I guess there's nothing wrong with it. "In the end, the palace people are a little uncertain.

Wu Qingsheng hated such slurred speech the most, and immediately asked people to bring the bowl of sweet soup.

Fortunately, the discussion was late, and the bowl had not been cleaned, and there was some base soup left, which was brought to Wu Qingsheng.

Wu Qingsheng dipped his fingers in some soup, tasted it himself, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, as if he was still unsure, dipped a few more dips, and smelled for a long time.

Finally, with a look of certainty and disbelief, he said, "It's her!" ”

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