Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Death of Murong Ripple (2)
"Say what you just said again!"
The palace maid's words were not finished, but Wei Qingguan had already made her stop screaming, and after the palace maid stopped holding the hand of the makeup, she looked at Wei Qingguan as if she was frightened, and then said, "The slave said that the little master began to feel unwell soon after getting this box of cream!" β
She remembered clearly that the little master was happy for a long time when she got this ointment, and then she took it back to show off to the other little masters, and then she never left day after day, but her body was always sad after that, and she often said that her heart hurt. The literary network has you all the way
Wei Qingguan always felt that something was wrong, holding the hand of the ointment, she couldn't help clenching it, and suddenly she remembered that she also had a sudden high fever on the day she got the ointment, and together with Dongfang Yan, it was said that she had been subjected to witch Gu......
Concubine Ying frowned and did not speak, but she had already taken the grease in the lacquer box from Wei Qingguan's hand, after opening the grease had a faint aroma, the paste was stripped of a corner, and she saw that it was used a lot, she sniffed it carefully, and did not smell any strange smell, and personally took a silver hairpin at hand, and took a small piece, wanting to put it on the back of her hand to identify it carefully, but let Wei Qingguan beat her hand, as if there were poisonous snakes and beasts in it.
She looked at it carefully for a long time, but she couldn't see any clues. She also had this golden flower balm before, at that time, Annan paid a lot of tribute, and she liked it, Dongfang Chen rewarded a box, smell, color, there was nothing wrong with it, I just felt that Wei Qingguan was not wrong.
"This frenthus cream is rare, and it is a tribute, who can make up their minds on this, it is a matter of friends between the two countries, this joke cannot be made." Concubine Ying couldn't help but hesitate to express the doubts in her heart, doubting.
Wei Qingguan was thoughtful, pursed his lips and shook his head, "Just because it is a tribute, who would have thought that someone would do something to this thing, there are too many people who handle this thing, and in the end, even if you want to check, you won't find out who did it, and you can kill people invisibly, and you can let the murderer get away with it!" β
Wei Qingguan sneered, if this is the case, then Murong Ripple has just become his own scapegoat, and the coldness on Dongfang Chen's face is even worse, "Go to the Tai Hospital, and personally call the Sui Imperial Doctor to come over." β
Instructed Li Mo, who had just come back, and Li Mo hurriedly trotted out of the palace gate after listening to the words.
After a while, the two doctors who hurried with the medicine box on their backs knelt respectfully in front of the three of them, Dongfang Chen ordered another one to check Wei Qingguan's lower back injury, because it was the lower back, so the imperial doctor was followed by a medical woman, the medical woman obeyed the instructions of the imperial doctor, touched the lower back injury for Wei Qingguan, and then asked Wei Qingguan how the pain was, and the imperial doctor considered prescribing.
The injury was not serious, it was not a major problem, and the medicine was taken to make a medicine bag, and a hot compress was fine.
And Imperial Physician Sui followed Li Mo all the way over, still panting, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, which was very difficult.
This Sui Imperial Doctor is very much valued by Dongfang Chen since Li Zhaoyi's miscarriage, and now he is a leading figure in the Tai Hospital, Dongfang Chen took the lacquer box and put it in front of him, and said coldly, "You may see what is in this?" β
Imperial Physician Sui carefully took the lacquer box paste in Dongfang Chen's hand, then put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, picked out another piece, wiped it evenly to distinguish it, and frowned, "Can the emperor let Wechen take this item back, study it carefully, Wechen is not easy to say at the moment." Imperial Physician Sui was very cautious and said respectfully to Dongfang Chen.
Dongfang Chen bowed slightly, and then said, "The two of you personally went to see the body of Yun Wanyi, I will allow you to conduct an autopsy, personally inspect, and see what the cause of Yun Wanyi's death was, if it is an accident, needless to say, if it is man-made, you keep your mouth shut about today's events, I don't want anyone else to know except for the people present, understand?" β
After hearing this, the imperial doctor and the imperial physician Sui who examined the injuries of Wei Tingcheng knelt down together and said, "The minister obeys the order." Then the two of them surrounded Murong Lianyi, who had not yet entered the coffin, and carefully examined it.
Wei Qingguan was curious, and stretched his neck while holding on to his painful lower back, only to see Imperial Physician Sui take out two silver needles from the medicine box on the side, and the slender needle tip with cold light was pierced from the upper third point of Murong Lianyi's right hand, and after a short time, after slowly taking it out, the tip of the silver needle was actually blackened.
The blackened needle tip was very eye-catching in the full light, Concubine Ying stood beside Wei Qingguan and took a deep breath, while the other imperial doctor also pierced the silver needle in his hand at the position of the inner guan acupoint two inches upwards on his wrist, and the result was the same as Sui Imperial Doctor, the silver needle was black.
The doctor girl obeyed the instructions of the imperial doctor and faded the clothes that Murong Lianyi had put on at the right time to the back waist, and the imperial doctor needed to avoid taboos, so she stood outside the screen, and the doctor girl probed the position between the two inches of the shoulder blades on her back through her slender fingertips, and found that there were two black spots between the two inches.
The blackened place was eye-catching, as if two pieces of dog skin plaster had been pasted, and the maidservant in a blue palace dress couldn't help but be surprised, "What is this?" The master has never had such a thing on him? β
The medical woman truthfully told her inside, although she carefully helped Murong Lianyi put on the clothes she wore when she was buried, she was very respectful, and her face was calm and abnormal.
Needless to say, Wei Qingguan already knew that this Yun Wanyi had obviously become his scapegoat, Dongfang Chen was cold and unusually cold at the moment, his calm face became more and more ugly, Wei Qingguan said directly, "Poisoned? β
"Neiguan acupoint and Hegu acupoint are respectively for the heart, Weichen and others have verified it on Lu Wanyi's body, and found that the two silver needles are blackened, which is obviously caused by the accumulation of toxins, and Lu Wanyi applied to take chronic drugs that slowly atrophy of the heart, resulting in the so-called palpitations, so it will be so, but the effect of this medicine comes slowly, coupled with the relief drugs prescribed by the imperial doctor, it will be like this!"
Imperial Physician Sui knelt down and bowed carefully, Wei Qingguan pointed to the lacquer box he was carrying in the medicine box, and said lightly, "You go back and see, is it the thing in the ointment, this is the end of today's matter." β
After hearing this, Imperial Doctor Sui heard yes, and then the two of them took the medicine boy and the doctor and the girl to retreat separately, Wei Qingguan couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart after they went out, and his back was still aching faintly.
"I'm really sorry, I lost your life in vain!" Wei Qingguan cast his eyes on Murong Ripple, who was lying straight on the ** couch, and said silently in his heart.
"Let's go back and rest first, although this matter can't be publicized, I will give you a satisfactory explanation in the end!"
The problem lies in the goldenrod cream paid by Annan, if it is investigated with great fanfare, it will inevitably add a layer of suspicion to the relationship between friendly countries, so as early as the beginning, Dongfang Chen asked the two imperial doctors to shut up and not to be redressed.
Wei Qingguan knew that such a thing was like a ripple on a calm lake, which would disappear in a short time, and he couldn't make a splash.
Wei Qingguan didn't speak, but he already had a thought in his heart, and left the Qihua Hall by Banxia sitting in a soft sedan chair.
Concubine Ying looked indifferently from the side and did not speak. The weak eat the strong, this harem is like this, the palace maid and eunuch are the most trivial characters in this palace, and it is not uncommon to die ten times, not to mention that you should not know it.
After dealing with the palace maids, Dongfang Chen gave Concubine Ying a relieved look, and left the Qihua Hall directly, leaving Concubine Ying to order Lilac to call in the grandmother who was waiting outside to enter the funeral and the eunuch who carried the coffin, and put Murong Lianyi's body into the coffin.
After the summer of this year, it seems that this kind of thing has been done no less than three times, practice makes perfect, and the corners of his mouth sneered, like self-deprecation, in this palace, there is a clear and secret fight, and I am cheating, this one has become a ghost for the dead, so what about the next one? And who will it be?
After returning to the palace, Wei Qingguan was supported by Banxia and lay on the low couch on the side, and the hospital had already prepared the medicine and sent it warm, and after Banxia took off the outer blouse, he put the waist bag on Wei Qingguan's back waist that pretended to be in pain, and the warm medicine bag instantly took away the piercing pain, and Wei Qingguan sighed comfortably.
"Banxia, do we have a lacquer box in our warehouse that is similar to that goldenrod cream?" With his hands folded on top of his chin, Wei Qingguan pondered.
Banxia sat on the edge of the low couch, her hands did not stop, and she thought carefully in her mind, "Yes, it looks very similar from a distance, but you can't take a closer look, why does the queen want this thing?" β
Wei Qingguan was cautious, turned around and said, "You go and find it for me, put the same grease in it, and then call Jiang Hai, just say that there is something in the palace to find him, go!" β
The final foothold of the tribute is in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, such a precious thing can not be touched by others, except for the chief eunuch, others can't look at it, this year's fat cream only has this box, naturally the most expensive, the thing was sent by Jiang Hai personally that day, Wei Qingguan just wanted to defraud this Jiang Hai.
He is an old man in the palace, and the masters in the palace have changed wave after wave, but he can sit firmly in the position of the chief eunuch of the Internal Affairs Office, left and right, which shows that he has his own wrist, but if this wrist is used to harm people's lives, then Wei Qingguan can't keep him today!
After about a stick of incense, Jiang Hai trotted all the way in from outside, and the middle-aged fat body bowed slightly, looking a little difficult.
"The little one has seen the mother, I don't know why the mother is in a hurry to summon the little one?" β³mio.*bi(.*)gβ³οΌ
Wei Qingguan injured his waist, and he was lying on the low couch as usual, and his body was covered with a thin silk blanket, Jiang Hai knew that Wei Qingguan had injured his waist before he came, so it was not surprising.
When the news came from the Qihua Hall in the morning, he carefully watched every move there with his heart. Soon after Wei Qingguan came back, he called himself here, although he was a little uneasy in his heart, but there was not enough expression on his face.
"It's not about to be the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet, the small kitchen of the palace has made a new pastry, let you taste it, if you think it's good, then I'll hand it over to you to make it, if it's not good, I'll talk about it separately."
Wei Qingguan still leaned on this without raising her eyebrows, faintly, as soon as her words fell, Bang Chun came in from outside with a plate of snow-white glutinous rice balls.
Jiang Hai wondered in his heart, but he knew that the queen's master had always been uncertain, so he carefully picked up a glutinous rice cake and ate it, the taste was sweet and soft, the smell was fragrant, and it was very pleasant......
"Vomit ......"
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Hai, who had just swallowed the glutinous rice balls, was so frightened that he bent over in a hurry, wanting to spit out the glutinous rice balls in his mouth......