Chapter Seventy-Nine
The palace maid who was the inner response polished the ink and walked away quickly, without staying long.
Lu Hui knew her worries, so she found a few palace people to pour tea and water, and adjust the candlelight, so as not to make the queen suspicious of the palace maid.
Coughing lightly to cover his lips, Lu Hui tore the dry steamed buns into pieces, and swallowed the steamed buns little by little by covering his lips.
There is no need to doubt who this palace maid is, she can only be a single person.
I have to admit that if there is still someone in the world who remembers her, it can only be, and it will only be a single visit.
However, since he knew that the queen was tricking her, everything was fine, and Lu Hui couldn't leave easily.
If she leaves, according to the queen's temperament, all the palace maids here will die.
Mei Wanzhi has always preferred to kill by mistake rather than let go, if she suddenly changes her mind, then she will definitely wonder if someone has leaked the news.
The others are just that, for the sake of this steamed bun, Lu Hui has to save the life of the palace maid.
Anyway, as long as Hengzhu stays for three days, after three days, the queen has no reason to stop herself from leaving the palace.
It was already night, and Lu Hui looked at the half-lit candle, picked up the pen again, and continued to write. Accompanying her, there is only the green smoke in Dingzhong, and the compassion of the ancient Buddha in the hall.
LΓΌ Hui sped up, and only in the afternoon of the third day did he finish copying the scriptures five times.
The queen stared at her for three days. Sometimes she couldn't sit still, and often went out to ventilate, and when Lu Hui got up on the third day, she could barely stand up.
What is surprising is that the queen's face is not much better than Lu Hui. Even her face was pale, and only her movements were quite free.
Lu Hui thought, probably because the queen's confinement has not yet sat down, running around looking for trouble, relying on her physique to be stronger than ordinary people, after all, she still eats the consequences.
However, she no longer has the spirit to think about the queen, and she herself is still a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect herself.
Lu Hui, who returned to the Taishi Mansion, almost lost half of his life. Fortunately, she was in the house in response to the greetings, and she was waiting to pick up the other half of her life.
Unlike usual, Ying Zhiwen, who had a lot of words, didn't say a word, but just opened his mouth lightly, asking Lu Hui to rest more and eat lightly.
With that, he left.
Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has some opinions with Shan Shulin.
However, Shan Shulin didn't say anything, just ordered Cangcang to cook a big pot of porridge and stare at Lu Hui to finish drinking.
"What's wrong with you?" Lu Hui thought about it and asked directly.
Clear-eyed people can also see that there is a contradiction between Shan Shulin and Ying Zhi's question.
"Nothing." Shan Shulin said, "Do you want to drink another bowl of porridge?" β
Lu Hui shook his head, slowly put down the bowl, and lowered his hand: "The queen let me enter the palace this time, and it was too easy to come out." β
Although she didn't have a good time, compared to the queen's methods, these are trivial.
She took great pains to let herself enter the palace, it shouldn't be as easy as just starving for a few meals and sleeping less.
"Don't overthink it just yet." Shan Shulin wiped the remaining rice soup from her lips for her, "Sleep for a while." β
It's okay if he doesn't say it, but when he mentions sleeping, Lu Hui is really a little sleepy.
Lying down along the bed, but after half a moment's effort, Lu Hui fell into a deep sleep.
When Shan Shulin left, Lu Hui didn't know, but she could feel a chill on her body. Maybe it was because she was hungry for too long to eat a full meal, which made her belly very warm, but her body was faintly cold.
This uncomfortable feeling caused her to have a bunch of messy nightmares.
She dreamed of the day she was burned to death.
There was still no way to struggle, only to see the fire outside through the eyelids. Because it was a dream, there was no pain at the time.
But compared to the scene in her memory, she seemed to hear something else.
"Shan Shulin, you're crazy!"
Someone roared, the voice was familiar, but Lu Hui couldn't tell who it was.
It's strange that she still had acquaintances other than Shan Shulin at that time.
There is no second sentence.
Lu Hui woke up.
She felt that she had no strength in her whole body, but her mind was unusually clear.
Lu Hui remembered that during the three days of copying scriptures, she didn't feel too tired. This would never have happened if it had been left unattended.
She has always been in poor health, sitting in place for a long time, don't say that she still has to copy books, she can't bear it just by sitting. But in the past few days, it is obvious that she has been in a lot of energy.
This is definitely not a normal situation.
Lu Hui raised his hand and found that his arm was trembling violently. But she didn't feel anything else, she just felt extremely tired.
The exhaustion of the body and the sobriety of the spirit made Lu Hui very uncomfortable.
She felt like she wanted something.
The spices that the queen lit in the Buddhist hall suddenly flashed in his mind, which made Lu Hui's whole person more and more bad. She wanted to smell that scent, and she needed it so badly now!
I don't know where the strength came from, Lu Hui got up and ran barefoot towards the door.
She crashed headlong into Shan's arms.
"Get out of the way!" Lu Hui shouted. She couldn't see anyone clearly, and she just wanted to go out.
She needs to go back to the Buddha Hall, she needs that incense.
"Rhetoric." Shan Shulin sighed, "You calm down first." β
Lu Hui couldn't calm down. She felt as countless worms were biting at her gut, clamoring for something like that.
It's just that what that thing is, Lu Hui doesn't know.
However, Shan Shulin's reminder made her a little clearer.
Lu Hui knew that during the three days he stayed by the queen's side, something went wrong.
I should have been poisoned by her.
It's just that he didn't eat anything from the queen, and he didn't even drink a sip of water, how did he get poisoned?
That's right, that mouthful ding.
If everything else is fine, then the only thing that is problematic is the scriptures and the incense.
Thinking of the various abnormalities at that time, Lu Hui was almost certain that the problem was in that mouthful of incense.
His fingers were a little sticky, and Lu Hui lowered his head and saw that his fingertips were smeared red. She scratched Shan Shulin's arm, and blood soaked through her clothes and stained her fingertips.
"I'm sorry." Lu Hui withdrew his hand, feeling a little out of breath more and more.
Shan Shulin asked, "Let him come in and take a look." β
He, of course, was referring to the question.
The reason why Lu Hui dared to enter the palace to see the queen without fear was mostly because he had this hole card in his hand.
She had no reason to object.
Putting down Lu Hui's wrist, Ying Zhi's expression was particularly solemn. He said, "Do you want to hear the truth or do you want to hear falsehoods?" β
"Truth." Lu Hui and Shan Shulin said at the same time.
Lu Hui thought, no matter how serious it is, she will never die in half an hour.
"You can go and prepare the coffin directly. There is no antidote to this kind of thing. Ying Zhi asked the sorrow between his eyebrows, and he could see it clearly, "I haven't seen such a harmful thing for a long time." β
"No solution?" Shan Shulin twisted his eyebrows, as if he didn't believe it.
Ying Zhi snorted, "Are you questioning me?" The medicinal powder made from poppies can replace hemp boiling. But at the same time, users will have a huge dependence on it. β
"Just like she is now."