"Poppy?!"

"You heard it right," Qiu Mingfei looked at her with a solemn expression, "It's indeed a poppy." ”

Shangguan Jiyue was silent.

Qiu Mingfei quietly looked at her serious side face and did not speak. He knew that as smart as she was, she must have understood the meaning. Huang Fuhao is not sick at all, but has been calculated.

On this continent, Shangguan Jiyue has indeed never heard anyone talk about poppies, let alone seen them. However, not seeing it does not mean that it absolutely does not exist. If it is really like Qiu Mingfei said, Huang Fuhao's illness is caused by the poison of the poppy, what does it mean? It was someone who wanted to harm him and did it on purpose. Who would be so bold and rampant and dare to harm the Ninety-Five?

The world was initially decided, although the surrounding countries all bowed down to their subordinates, but it is not excluded that there are a few wolf ambitions who want to set off another bloody storm and fish in troubled waters. Perhaps, Huang Fuchen returned to Beijing this time, holding the power of the world's soldiers and horses, and his identity was different from the past, which made some people feel an unprecedented threat, and wanted to get rid of the Son of Heaven and let the crown prince ascend the throne as soon as possible?

Thinking of this, Shangguan Jiyue's heart trembled, and she looked at Huangfu Jin, who was whispering to appease the Night Queen. Could it be him? But Shangguan Jiyue quickly dispelled this idea.

Because, as the prince of a country, Huangfu Jin has been deeply loved by Huangfu Hao for many years, and there is a big tree behind him. No one can shake his position as the crown prince, the world will be his, and there is no need to attack his father and emperor at all. After all, Huang Fujin doesn't look like a madman who is obsessed with power.

Second, although Huang Fuchen has not handed over the military power for the time being, he has never had the heart to compete for the throne, and I believe that Huang Fujin, as the crown prince, is also very clear about this. Since no one can threaten his position, he will not be stupid enough to attack his father in order to ascend to the throne early. Otherwise, he would not be Huangfu Jin.

But if it weren't for him, those ministers in the court, as well as the ladies in the palace who had no heirs, would not have any chance to poison the emperor.

Shangguan Jiyue only felt that she was in a fog for a while, and she couldn't see where the road ahead was.

She was silent for a long time before she asked, "Are you sure you can cure him?" ”

Qiu Mingfei thought for a while and shook his head: "Xiaoyue, others don't know how powerful the poppy is, can you still not know?" What the poppy represents in our time, you should understand. How many of those who get contaminated with that kind of thing have good results? ”

Shangguan Jiyue lowered her head and did not speak.

Qiu Mingfei's heart suddenly softened, he shook off his wide sleeve robe, and coughed twice: "However, according to the old emperor's condition, he should not be addicted, but someone put this thing into his daily diet." The damage to the central nervous system, coupled with the fact that his body was already overwhelmed, made him delirious. "Maybe he will come to his senses, but there is not much chance." ”

Shangguan Jiyue raised her head, looked at him with burning eyes for a long time, and suddenly said, "Actually, you have already decided, haven't you?" ”

“…… What the? Qiu Mingfei's eyes flickered, touched his nose, and turned sideways not to look at Shangguan Jiyue.

Shangguan Jiyue continued to stare at him, her eyes as deep as water, as if she had seen everything through.

Qiu Ming was defeated, shook his wide sleeved robe again, and said reluctantly: "Yes, I admit that I am sure that the old emperor has been poisoned by poppies." Glancing at her secretly, his voice lowered, "But...... You want me to heal him, and I'm really not sure. ”

"But he is the father of Huangfu Chen!" Shangguan Jiyue glanced in the direction of Huangfu Chen, her heart hurt, and her eyes turned red, "He hasn't come yet, and he has ...... with his father and emperor."

Qiu Mingfei lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "If it weren't for the sake of the male lion in your family, I would call him the emperor or the prince, and this divine doctor would not bother to care about his life or death!" ”

Although Qiu Mingfei's words are a bit unkind, it is indeed his autumn doctor's style of doing things. This is how he got his name of "the king does not leave behind".

Shangguan Jiyue's tears swirled in her eyes: "Even if it's for Huangfu Chen, I beg you, can you save him?" ”

"Xiao Yue......" Qiu Mingfei sighed, "What if I save the old emperor?" If you can't find the person who poisoned him, he will be poisoned again at any time, and when the time comes, maybe it won't be as simple as just being delirious, and it will probably ......"

"Then find out who poisoned him!" Shangguan Jiyue's gaze became sharp and abnormal in an instant, and her expression was as cold as iron.

"Satsuki, you ......"

"I'm sure I'll find out who's behind it! However, I need your cooperation! ”

——

The night is as cool as water.

Shangguan Jiyue sat alone in the pavilion of the General's Mansion, looking up at the few sparse stars in the inky blue sky, thinking of what Qiu Mingfei told her in the palace during the day, her heart felt as heavy as a big stone.

As he said, the poison of poppies in the Huangfu Hao meeting is definitely not accidental. There are so many and complex things behind it that it can be said to be unfathomable, and if you are not careful, you will never recover.

Therefore, when the Queen of the Night asked her about Huang Fuhao's condition, she just said that Doctor Qiu already knew the cause of the disease, and she would go back to the house with her tonight to prepare for preparation, and she would enter the palace tomorrow to officially treat the emperor, and I believe that she would be cured soon, so let her relax.

She paid special attention to Huangfu Jin at that time, but she didn't notice anything unusual. Even, even the heat in her eyes was not so strong in the past, as if she had really figured it out and was relieved.

A cold wind blew, and Shangguan Jiyue tightened the cloak on her body.

Huang Fuchen did not come back today, he wanted to stay in the palace to serve the sick. These days, the little bit of depression in his heart, I am afraid that it has long been consumed by the relationship between father and son.

Blood is thicker than water, and he is such a person with such heavy feelings, I am afraid that he has forgiven it a long time ago.

"Have you thought about it here for so long and figured out something?" Qiu Mingfei carried a pot of wine, slowly walked to the gazebo, sat down beside her casually, and quietly looked at the dark night sky.

Shangguan Jiyue didn't move, and replied lightly: "No." ”

Qiu Ming smiled when he heard this, raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and handed it to her: "A drunk relieves a thousand sorrows, do you want to drink it?" ”

Shangguan Jiyue glanced at him obliquely, did not answer, and did not speak.

Qiu Mingfei was not angry, he took back the wine jug indifferently, raised his head and took another sip, and read loudly: "You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning." You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life needs to be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon...... It's almost wine, don't stop ...... glass"

His voice was clear, his tone was rapid and measured, and there was a faint hint of casual frivolity and melancholy. In this quiet, dark, moonlit night, it was recited a bit appropriately.

When Shangguan Jiyue heard the end, she was unconsciously infected by his emotions, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, she snatched the wine jug from Qiu Mingfei's hand, raised it high, and raised her head like a man with a fierce pour.

When the liquor enters the throat, it does not have the spicy stimulation as imagined, but it is fragrant and sweet, and the taste is soft and long. Shangguan Jiyue only felt a stream of heat entering her abdomen, and her heart suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

She wiped the corners of her lips with her sleeve casually, and said from her heart: "Good wine!" ”

is dressed as a daughter, but this heroic posture and movement are natural and smooth without a sense of disobedience. Under the cool and hazy moonlight, she was the only one holding a jade pot, and she did not lose the peerless appearance of a man.

The beauty is peerless and independent, and the country and the city are captivating......