Chapter 1612: The thief shouts to catch the thief
looked at Concubine Haoming's wound, in addition to the normal bruises, Xia Yezi judged that there was an imperceptible black purple in the bruises with more than ten years of killer experience, Xia Yezi was shocked, it must have been poisoned through the wound in the palm of his hand.
At this time, Xia Yezi hurriedly beckoned the palace maid, whose face was already pale and gloomy with fright, to help Concubine Hao Ming onto the soft couch, just need to rest. Concubine Haoming's eyes were a little weak, and her breath was lingering.
"Pass on the Imperial Doctor!" Xia Yezi greeted Concubine Haoming's personal palace maid Chun'er and said.
The palace maid Chun'er trotted all the way in the direction of the hospital.
As soon as the imperial doctor diagnosed, his face immediately became solemn, and he trembled forward, and immediately saluted, "Concubine Haoming is heavily poisoned!" ”
Xia Yezi thought to himself, what was the poison?
"The emperor has arrived!" Before Xia Yezi could react, the shouts of the eunuchs in the palace frightened the palace maids of Jinxin Palace, and they all crawled to the gate of Jinxin Palace, scared like chaff.
"Long live the emperor, long live it!"
Jing Ren wears a purple and gold crown with a bundle of hair on his head, a two-dragon gold bead gold wipe his forehead and temples with his eyebrows, a two-color gold hundred butterflies and a big red arrow sleeve, a multicolored silk knot with a long spike palace silk, a stone blue flower eight groups of forging row tassel gowns, and a small court boot with a blue satin foundation. The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the stamens of spring dawn, the temples are neatly cut, the eyebrows are outlined like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, the heart is like snow, and the eyes are like autumn waves. A kind of momentum of dominating the world, tightly surrounding this tense atmosphere of the Jinxin Palace.
"Ai Fei, excuse me!" Jing Ren walked a few steps and sat on the soft couch, staring at his eyes like frost, pressed the weak Concubine Haoming, who was about to get up and salute, and then looked at the ministers kneeling in front of him, and his voice was fierce, "What the hell is going on with Niangniang?" ”
I saw Imperial Physician Liu trembling and stepped forward to play, "Your Majesty, the mother is weak, and the poisonous gas has been attacking the heart for a long time, so she needs to be carefully regulated." ”
"Where did the poison come from in the palace, how do you palace maids and ceremonial officials serve my beloved concubine?" Jingren Longmu was furious, and pointed his finger at the palace maids, eunuchs, and eunuchs everywhere. found an unknown woman, looking at the clothes seems to be a person in the palace.
Just swept the low-hanging Xia leaves, Jing Ren paused and said, "If you can't cure my concubine, you people will all be the nine Jurder Clans!" ”
"Actually, Niangniang only needs to take care of it for a few days, but it's just ......," the doctor paused.
"Just say, I forgive you for your innocence!" After Jing Ren finished speaking, he looked at the poor Concubine Haoming and said, and said to the kneeling imperial doctor.
"Concubine Haoming has been poisoned by flowers, and she has just checked the corner of Jinxin Palace, and all the utensils and utensils are not poisonous, including the wall decorations in the room, Weichen has decomposed them one by one, and the poison can only be on the flowers."
Concubine Haoming's brows furrowed slightly when she heard this, and the beautiful eyes of Gu Pan propped up, and she said lightly, "Nonsense, you mean that the thieves in this palace shouted to catch the thieves!" ”
"Mother, that's not what I mean." Imperial Physician Liu was so frightened that a layer of dense sweat oozed from his forehead, and he hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down and climbed two steps, "Long live Qiyu, Qiyu Niangniang, if the minister expected, the people who poisoned him are all the people who have been attached to this Jinxin Palace." ”
When everyone heard this, they were even more frightened and their legs weakened, and they kowtowed to the emperor one after another, "Your Majesty Mingjian." ”
Get up, Doctor Liu, talk about it. Jing Ren asked unhurriedly, and took a sip of the tea cup sent by Cha Chun'er.
"Weichen, may I ask Niangniang what kind of flowers this pot of flowers is called?" Imperial Physician Liu pointed with his big hand and pointed at the dripping Guanyin Dao that was spitting fresh green, and his voice was cautious.
"This flower does not know what kind of flower the palace is called, but a few days ago, the palace was a little lonely, the queen assigned some flowers to the palace, the palace also received a few, there were no other special flowers at that time, and the palace of the palace has a wide variety of flowers, so I received a few of this flowers from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the picture is fresh."
"So are there any other palaces too?" Imperial Physician Liu stepped forward and asked.
"I don't know!" Concubine Hao Ming shook her head, sighed weakly, frowned, and seemed to be thinking about something!
"Thinking about it, this kind of flower plant should also be planted in the palace of the idle concubine, and when the concubine of the Japanese minister received the flower plant, she saw the sister of the idle concubine. I remember that when the concubine's sister asked the concubine what kind of flower this was, the concubine raised a lot of flowers, and this flower was the first time she had seen it, so she didn't answer, but at that time, the concubine's sister was also fresh, and she also received a few plants, I don't know ......" Concubine Haoming wanted to speak and stopped, and glanced at Emperor Jingren who was sitting in front of her.
"Come on, please concubine!" Jingren unceremoniously passed down, and the dragon eyes swept over the trembling people in front of him, and his heart was thin for a while.
It's hard to be a man, and it's even harder to be an emperor! Last time, there were many people involved, and this time I don't know how many people will be involved.
"Concubine Ai, don't be bored, I'm in charge of you today!" Jing Ren's big hand stroked Concubine Haoming's delicate and weak face, and his tone was firm.
"Your Majesty," Concubine Haoming's beautiful eyes were shining, autumn water was watery, and there were endless thousands of styles written in the corners of her eyes.
After a while, the idle concubine Qingyun loosened her temples, loosened an eight-treasure golden hairpin, and wore a pale cyan robe and still flowers shining on the water, bright and kind, and walked up, but when she saw the person, she was quiet and elegant, her face was warm and round jade, her apricot eyes drooped slightly, and her clothes rose up with her footsteps.
"Long live my emperor long live my concubines!" Concubine Xian cautiously knocked on Jingren.
"Love the concubine, let's be flat," Jing Ren looked at the mellow and jade concubine, and his eyes couldn't help but shine with a hint of brilliance, why he liked the concubine back then, because she was like a light gauze woman she met when she traveled to Jiangnan, but unfortunately she missed it back then, and then went to look for someone, the woman had disappeared, and she was only known as Qingyu.
Jingren's heart couldn't help but move, but then look at the delicate Haoming Concubine who was sick in bed and poisoned, there was still a burst of love and pity in his heart, when he grabbed his own flesh and blood and lived in southern Anhui, although his life and death were unknown, so that the still weak Haoming Concubine has been slumped since then, the emperor Jingren obviously has a little more love and pity for Haoming Concubine, and when he has a newcomer entering the palace, the emperor always said faintly, "Respect more Haoming Concubine Niangniang!" ”
Therefore, Concubine Haoming's status in the palace is also an impartial chess piece, it is heavy to say, it is not heavy, it is not heavy, but she can't be underestimated, usually she is idle to pull out some flowers and plants, and miscellaneous things stung her head, she only smiled indifferently, she has no heirs, no desires, nothing to fight for.
"Concubine Xian, do you have these flowers in your palace?" Jing Ren's voice was obviously a little warm, and he raised his hand and pointed to the few dripping Guanyin.