Liu Ruoxin asked people to bring Chu Lianqin over: "Imperial Doctor Chu, do you have any way to make me look very weak because of poisoning?" ”

"Niangniang, your body has just been detoxified, and you are already very weak, you must not toss it again, this will damage Niangniang's vitality!" Chu Lianqin's expression was complicated, he looked at the woman with a calm face in front of him, this woman who was rumored to be favored by the emperor, was in the center of the spiral of the harem battle, and said the words that hurt him so plainly.

Indescribable bitterness mixed with a little sympathy for his body, Chu Lianqin lowered his eyes and persuaded politely:

"I understand Niangniang's mood at this time, even so, as a doctor, I can't let the patients I treat hurt me!"

Liu Ruoxin's expression was complicated, she couldn't help but look at the red lacquered window in the distance, the sun carried a little breeze gently blowing the ground, and the dust was like a silent star gradually disappearing into the shadows.

Liu Ruoxin withdrew her gaze, her lips trembled a few times, and she finally said something that disappointed Chu Lianqin.

"If you don't understand, just do it."

The woman's resolute voice was like the bell of the ancient temple resounding in the afterglow of the sunset in the mountains and forests, and the undoubted voice echoed in his heart, Chu Lianqin knew that he had no way to convince the other party, he could only do it.

Chu Lian Qin sighed and slowly took out a bottle from the medical box he brought.

The vial of white jade porcelain, in the sun, glows with a faint cold light.

Liu Ruoxin reached out and held the vial in his hand, and burst out laughing.

Nalan Zhi, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

Vermilion lacquer columns, two or three palace maids are sprinkling and sweeping under the eaves.

The sun is shining, and even the flowers make people more pitiful. A palace maid stood in the shadows, rubbing her sore arm, she stretched, and at the same time kept looking to see if there was any surveillance of the grandmother passing by. There was no one around, and the palace maid was secretly happy on her face, threw the broom, and pulled another equally tired palace maid to gossip.

After chatting, the topic turned to Concubine Liu.

"I heard that Concubine Liu was the most favored concubine at that time."

"But it's short-lived, and I heard that the emperor doesn't want to see him anymore."

The other palace maid bit her lip hesitantly, and when the palace maid on the other side saw it, she knew what the other party was thinking.

"Are you thinking about the rumors in the palace recently?"

"Yes, the poisoning of Concubine Liu ......"

"I don't know if it's true or not, if it's true, then Concubine Liu is too pitiful, she fell ill in bed for the emperor's poisoning, and the emperor didn't care about ......"

The two of them said excitedly, not noticing the peace of the clenched fists behind them.

"Which palace are you from, and you dare to criticize the concubine here, is it because you don't have enough lives?"

The two of them were shocked, turned and fell to their knees, shivering, tears falling to the ground one by one. The grandmother who was supervising on the side rushed to hear the news, and when she saw this situation, she dared to kneel on the ground and pray for peace and forgiveness.

Ping'an's expression was grim, although he didn't know what happened when he was locked up, but with the gossip in the palace, he basically calculated the general situation. Ping'an's face was cold, and in the face of the two gossiping palace maids, he just glanced lightly at the grandmother who secretly raised his eyes to peep at him, and was so frightened that the other party's figure trembled, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

"For the palace people with long tongues, you know how to do it."

Anyway, regardless of the two palace maids behind him, they strode towards the emperor's bedroom.

On the other side of the gossip, Qiuluan Hall was unexpectedly calm, like a stagnant water.

The palace maid Yanran took the tea handed over by the palace maid on the side and gently placed it in front of the sad woman's table.

From time to time, there are birds passing by outside the window, but there is no trace of occasional chirping.

Ling Tiange withdrew his gaze and asked:

"How's that going?"

Yan Ran stood aside respectfully with her head bowed and replied:

"It's done."

Hearing this answer, Ling Tiange nodded, his expression indifferent, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow.

Yan Ran hesitated.

"Mother, but ...... Still have doubts? ”

Ling Tiange lowered his eyes and sighed.

"Concubine Liu, Concubine Liu, it's really not a fuel-efficient lamp......"

The rumors that had been raging in the palace recently, like vines winding on them, choked her throat little by little, and he seemed to be able to see that on the other side of the gossip, Concubine Liu was standing in the shadows, showing contempt for him.

She suppressed as much as she could, but these rumors were so pervasive that Yan Ran ran up and down countless times before she could barely stop them before they could get into the emperor's ears.

The last bit of sunlight disappeared from the corner of the table. Ling Tiange closed the window.

"Yanran, the tea is cold, let's change another cup."

Ping An walked in a hurry, and his expression was grim. He was originally a eunuch beside the emperor, in an important position, although he was confined due to the lack of protection of the master, but he was still an important person of the emperor, which cannot be ignored. He encountered almost no obstacles, and all the way to the emperor's dormitory unimpeded.

Nalan Zhi's health is basically good, and he is sitting at this table in his coat, reviewing some twists and turns. At the beginning of his recovery from a serious illness, the imperial doctor did not let him be overworked, so Nalan Zhi only picked out part of the twists, and the new eunuch who replaced Ping An borrowed some refreshments from the palace maid and gently placed them on Nalan Zhi's table.

"Your Majesty, take a little rest, you are recovering from a serious illness, and you should not overwork."

The eunuch persuaded him lightly, but he didn't know that at this moment, Nalan Zhi was just upset because of Liu Ruoxin's affairs and wanted to find something to distract him.

Nalan waved his hand, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a commotion on the other side.

"Your Majesty."

A familiar voice came through the wide hall, and Nalan was stunned for a moment, only to see a familiar figure kneeling at the table.

"Seeing that His Majesty is fine, the minister is relieved."

The voice of peace is calm and firm, which is the ability and determination of a person who has been in a position of importance for many years.

Nalan stopped waving his hand to let his subordinates stand back, put on their coats, and stood at the table. Ping An was still kneeling on the ground at this time, and Nalan stopped raising his hand.

"Get up. Something, but it doesn't hurt to say. ”

Nalan Zhi's expression was faint, and he didn't seem to care much about Ping'an's next words. Ping'an almost immediately knew that the emperor did not know about the rumors, or he did not know very well.

The words passed through his mind several times, and Ping An pondered for a moment before he spoke.

"Does the emperor know that there have been rumors in the palace recently that Concubine Liu fell ill in bed in order to detoxify the emperor?"

"Smack" teacup cracked.

The hot tea flowed down the gap to Ping'an's feet.

"What's going on?!"

The voice was filled with blood and heart-wrenching anger. Ping An carefully recalled the scene at that time, pondered for a moment, and continued to speak:

"The minister was punished by the Queen Mother at that time, and he didn't know the exact thing, but he ......"