Chapter 9: Poisoning
Huanyi knelt in front of the bed and looked at the weak people on the couch with tears in his eyes.
Jiang Yu has been in a coma for nearly four days, and Wu Yi comes to Changle Palace every day, and the criticism is to let her father-in-law move to Changle Palace.
"Ahem...... Ahem......"
The people on the couch suddenly spoke, and Huan Yiji shouted in surprise: "Niangniang! ”
Unexpectedly, after Jiang Yu coughed a few times, she fainted after a mouthful of blood sprayed on the blanket.
"! Empress! Huanyi was so frightened that he shouted loudly, "Imperial Doctor—"
Wu Yu was even more frightened when he heard the news, and went straight to Changle Palace as soon as he got out, and hurriedly arrived, the imperial doctor in the palace had already knelt on the ground, Wu Yu trembled across the curtain, the blood in front of the bed was bright red, Jiang Yan's miserable white face was as white as paper and that year, and the memories of the past came like a tide, but Wu Yan endured it but still had red eyes.
"Quacks! It's been two days, and you've only now found out that she's poisoned! Wu Yu was extremely angry, and his words were excited, "Waste! Pull down the misdiagnosed Imperial Physician and cut it down."
The imperial physician of a place could not say anything other than "forgive sins" and "forgive lives".
Wu Yu forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, his clenched fists were soaked with anxious sweat, and he walked to Jiang Yu step by step, and Huanyi retreated, even though he couldn't cry anymore.
Wu Yu opened his mouth to call Jiang Yan's name, but found that his throat had already become shriveled and weak, extremely jerky, and the blood in front of the couch and Jiang Yan's face were stark like a sharp knife into his heart.
Like falling into an ice cellar, hopeless and helpless.
"Girl, you are not allowed to sleep ......"
The personal guard once asked him how many women there were in the world, why just Jiang Yu took away this world that he had no intention of fighting for with a single word. I only remember that Wu Yu smiled indifferently and replied: "She is worth it." ”
The young pear nest is like the peach blossoms in spring and March, and Jiang Fei is holding a fan, her eyes are like silk, with a little gentleness, how good.
Even though there are a hundred charms and thousands of colors in the world, only you are my favorite.
Wu Yi's trembling hand gently stroked Jiang Yan's bloodless face, and called softly: "Girl, I heard that there was no ......"
I have worked hard for ten years, just to give you one step at a time, but if you don't have you, what is the meaning of this world to me?
Jiang Fei is arsenic poison, originally there was a medicine to cure the hospital, but after careful investigation, it was found that a small amount of strychnine and poison arrow wood juice was added to the poison, so it seems that someone swore to Jiang Yan's death.
The imperial doctor studied for several hours but could not make an antidote, the poison was mixed with poison, and they were not sure of the amount of the drug, and the antidote to strychnine and arsenic was blindly and conflicting, and Jiang Yu was afraid that it was...... In the end, the imperial doctors pushed each other for a long time before they reported to Wu Yu tremblingly, and sure enough, Wu Cheng was extremely angry, and the knuckles of his hands were pinched by him and gurgle: "A bunch of waste, what's the use of raising you!" ”
Now there are only three days left, and if there is no antidote after three days, then the woman......
Wu Yu was extremely angry mixed with sorrow, and Gonggong Zhang quietly signaled the trembling imperial doctor to go out, and at the same time bowed forward respectfully, before the words were spoken, Wu Yu shouted angrily: "Get out!" ”
A trace of helplessness flashed between Zhang's eyebrows, but he also retreated obediently.
There is no cure for the poisoning of the imperial concubine, and the emperor is angry and sad that the news of the palace has not been out for half a day, and the news has spread all over the backyard, and some people are happy and some are worried.
Jiang Yan's usual meals, clothes, people and items touched by Wu Yu have all been carefully examined, and there is nothing unusual, where did the poison come from, Wu Yu was puzzled.
"Jieyu, please go back, the emperor doesn't see anyone now." Gonggong Zhang stretched out his hand to stop Xiang Jieyu, who was anxiously coming.
Xiang Jieyu was anxious, she had this antidote.
The doctors all thought that the antidote to such a mixed poison must be complicated, but they didn't know that there was something in the world that could be cured no matter what poison was.
When Emperor Jing raised troops to overthrow the previous dynasty, the great reason was to find three major civil and military generals to assist, among which the military general was the general of the dynasty, the Wen general, that is, Xiang Jieyu's maternal grandfather Jiang Chang. Everyone in the world knows that Jiang Chang is the person who the first emperor sincerely invited back in the paradise, and his true identity is rarely known, and Jiang Chang is good at refining pills in addition to being proficient in arts and sciences. Xiang Jieyu's mother is Jiang Chang's pearl, and Xiang Jieyu is her mother's only daughter, Jiang Chang loves this granddaughter, so when Xiang Jieyu was elected to the palace, Jiang Chang gave her a pill that can cure all the poisons in the world, so that when needed, this medicine is a poison pill.
"Get out of the way of Hongu!" Xiang Jieyu, who had been repeatedly blocked, moved her breath, brushed away her father-in-law's hand and walked into the hall quickly.
The scene that caught her eye surprised Xiang Jieyu - scattered all over the place, and a bright yellow hand supported her forehead and sat on the dragon chair.
Suddenly pantothenic acid in her heart, Xiang Jieyu paused slightly and stepped forward as if nothing happened: "Your Majesty ......"
Unexpectedly, before the words could be spoken, they were interrupted by Wu Yu: "Who let you in!" Get out! ”
Under the rage, Wu Yu was like a wounded and crazy beast, and it didn't seem that people were holding the teacup and throwing it over.
The tea cup passed by Xiang Jieyu and fell to the side of the pillar, Xiang Jieyu's breathing suddenly stopped, and she spoke again in half a voice: "Concubine ......"
"I told you to get out!" Wu Yu was extremely furious.
Xiang Jieyu was stunned on the spot, and the inexplicable emotions in her heart became more and more intense.
Wu Yi's joys, sorrows, and sorrows are all moved by only one person, she has been saving most of her life with affection, and she is no match for Jiang Yujiao's shouting to make him feel distressed.
The embankment in Xiang Jieyu's heart has collapsed, she holds the small brocade box in her hand tightly, and the bits and pieces of getting along with Wu Yu in the past appear repeatedly in her mind, and in it, it seems that she is inseparable from the word Jiang Wei. Xiangjiexiang resented and annoyed, it should be said that there is no woman in the world who is not jealous and resentful of Jiang Yan, jealous that she was born with a good skin, and jealous that she had to be made by the emperor to allow her to smile. Everyone wants to ask, what is she?
For a moment, Xiang Jieyu's evil thoughts grew wantonly in her heart, thinking that if there was no Jiang Yan, I was afraid that all women in the world would be able to breathe a sigh of relief, she squeezed the brocade box tightly, and resolutely turned away.
No, no, no.
The Buddha said that the five aggregates and six poisons are delusional, and the cause and effect are all thought of as obstacles, and there are 80,000 words in the world, but only love words are the most hurtful.
It wasn't until sunset that the emperor in the Yangxin Palace stepped out: "The order goes down, and all the concubines in the harem go to the Baohua Hall to pray for the imperial concubine, and as for the maids, they all go to kneel outside the hall and bow down." ”
"Your Majesty, this, this is not polite......" Gonggong Zhang bent down, retorted but did not dare to speak out.
Wu Yu didn't seem to hear anyone's words, he let go of his clenched fist, and his palm was embedded with blood from his fingernails, and the scarlet was piercing.
"I am the emperor, the world is mine, and I have the final say on the number of rites! Those who violate the order will be killed—"