152 Transfiguration
Lu Mingfeng looked at Mei'er's face for a while with an inquiring look, "You go out, I'll drink the medicine later." ”
Merr didn't hesitate, turned around and went out.
When she walked out, Lu Mingfeng called her back again, because she was sure that this was the real Mei'er.
"You brought the medicine here just now, did you see any living people or people who behave strangely?"
Mei'er thought about it for a while, nodded and said: "There is one, but it's not a living person, it's just a sprinkler maid in our palace, the slave maid can't remember what her name is, she only knows that she is a third-class maid."
Hearing Lu Mingfeng's strange question, Mei'er suddenly reacted, how did she come to the inner hall with a sweeping maid, did the master see it?
Lu Mingfeng shook his head, "No, you have already sent the medicine once just now, and the bowl is still here." ”
Mei'er was shocked, looking at the identical bowl on the table, her heart was filled with an ominous premonition, she took the bowl, approached her nose and smelled it, and a faint smell of medicine wafted into her nose.
"The master is about to vomit, there is something wrong with this medicine!"
Mei'er stretched out her hand to pat Lu Mingfeng's back, but saw the girl looking at her calmly and smiling, Mei'er was stunned, "Master, this medicine is poisonous!" ”
"What's the poison, you tell me first, anyway, I didn't drink this medicine, I'm not afraid."
Mei'er was relieved at this time, and the heart that had soared to her throat just now finally let go again.
"Miss, this medicine has safflower added to it, no, it also smells of musk......"
Lu Mingfeng suddenly realized, stood up, and asked Mei'er to look at the window, a not very obvious footprint, which made Mei'er instantly vigilant.
"Master, someone has been here." Mei'er glanced at the footprints again, "The footprints are very light, he is a person who knows martial arts, but such light footprints are still there, which means that this person has just been here." ”
Lu Mingfeng agreed with Mei'er's analysis very much, and nodded: "Indeed, this matter is not simple, you said that there is still a smell of musk?"
Mei'er nodded, sniffed her nose, and walked into the bed, on the azure curtain, there were sachets hanging in the four corners, and Mei'er stopped alone in front of the sachet at the head of the bed.
"Master, there's something wrong with this sachet."
Lu Mingfeng took a closer look, these sachets were all seen by her, they were sent by the Si Maker Room, and there were only some soothing incense wood in them at that time, but this sachet exuded a different fragrance from usual.
"It's musk."
Mei'er nodded, this is indeed musk, musk is used too much at one time, it is easy to be found, if it is made into a sachet, the taste is not so strong, and after a long time, pregnant women will be exposed to it for a long time, and it is inevitable that they will have a miscarriage.
"The master goes out first, and the slave and maid check the house first to make sure that everything is okay, and then you come in."
For the sake of the child in the womb, Lu Mingfeng followed Mei'er's words and left the dormitory.
Not long after, when Mei'er came out again, she was holding a lot of things in her hands, including the sachet that Lu Mingfeng had seen just now, and the carved wooden comb she used to comb her hair.
"There's a problem with this wooden comb too?"
"Yes, this has been replaced, the one before was not oleander, and the wood was the powder of oleander branches and leaves, which was extremely poisonous."
Inside the wood? Lu Mingfeng looked at the wooden comb that couldn't see where the oleander powder was hidden, and wondered in his heart.
Mei'er saw Lu Mingfeng's doubts, walked outside the palace gate, and stayed away from Lu Mingfeng, this stretched out her hand and pulled it hard, the wooden comb broke in half, and the brown powder in the middle floated out.
It turned out to be hollow, Lu Mingfeng took two steps back to the inner hall, and only then did he relax when he saw that Mei'er had personally dealt with these things.
When Mei'er came back, Lu Mingfeng was sitting in front of the Luohan couch she was sitting on just now, wandering out of the world, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Master, but tired?" I looked down and saw that the fetal medicine she brought in just now was still there, "Why didn't the master drink the medicine, although these poisons were found today, it was inevitable that they were not affected, and the master was still careful." ”
Lu Mingfeng understands the truth, but when she thinks of the person who appeared just now who is exactly the same as Mei'er, she feels palpitations, if she didn't refuse just now and drank the bowl of medicine, then at this moment, I don't know if she has lost this child.
Mei'er will also be disposed of as the culprit, and she will lie in these oleander-filled and musk-filled houses without knowing it.
Day after day, she will never be able to conceive a child for the rest of her life, and in the end she will not know the culprit.
With a long sigh, she only felt that for the rest of her life, she looked up at Mei'er, "I don't understand, why does that person look exactly like you?" ”
Mei'er knew what Lu Mingfeng was worried about, and softly comforted her, "Master, don't panic, although she looks exactly the same as the slave maid, it's just because the master you are not familiar with the slave maid, this is called the disguise technique, and you can only deceive people who are not very familiar with the person she is pretending." ”
"What do you mean by that?"
Mei'er smiled: "A person can imitate his shape, but he can't imitate his god, you can see that anyone's eyes are different, people who are disguised, the corners of their eyes will be a little awkward, because of muscle pulling, so ordinary people who know how can see it at a glance."
"So that's the case, Lu Mingfeng thought about it for a while, she didn't want to drink medicine just now because she was upset, and the person pretending to be you didn't seem to dare to look at me with a straight face, and she was afraid of being seen."
Suddenly, there seemed to be a wind outside, I don't know when, the sky outside changed suddenly, there was a little sunshine in the evening, it stands to reason that tonight should be a moonlit night, but now it is gloomy, plus the wind, the climate suddenly cooled down, Lu Mingfeng suffered a gust of wind, and couldn't help but shiver.
Seeing this, Mei'er hurriedly rummaged through a thick rabbit fur and apricot-white cloak and put it on her, which eased up and warmed up a lot.
"Master, let's rest!"
Lu Mingfeng nodded, Mei'er closed the window, at this time Tiangang's voice sounded outside the window, Mei'er looked at Lu Mingfeng, saw her nodding, and then let Tiangang in.
Tiangang knelt on one knee on the ground, "Master, there is nothing abnormal in Concubine Hua's palace today, in the afternoon, Concubine Hua sat at the gate of the palace for an afternoon, and did not return to the house until the time of the unitary." ”
This is a rare hearsay, Murong Huaqing is also willing to be lonely now? Or is it that mourning is greater than heart death, and there is no longer the heart to compete for favor?
No, if it is said that she does not have the heart to compete for favor, she believes it, but if it is said that her heart is dead, she does not believe it.
Murong Huaqing has always been smooth sailing, because of the relationship between the mother family, a sentence of Qingyun, when she reached the position of Concubine Hua, she could see a little bit of her thoughts about the emperor.
Murong Huaqing is indeed affectionate to Gong Jue, and it can be said that Ruan Concubine's superficial affection is not as affectionate as she is at all.
Murong Huaqing likes Gong Jueyi, so she is destined to lose, but even if she dies for Gong Jueyi, she will definitely not give up the pursuit of fame and fortune, otherwise she is not Murong Huaqing.
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