For a quarter of an hour, the cat in Xiao Qizi's hand was nothing special except that he was a little restless. Just as Zhang Mengjie asked Xiao Qizi to let it go, after only hearing a miserable cry from the cat, a trace of white foam appeared at the corner of his mouth and he closed his eyes.

"Concubine Li, what else do you have to say now?" Zhang Mengjie said sharply to Li Yuqi, who was so frightened that the six gods were without masters, with disbelief in his eyes.

"How so? Impossible, impossible......" Li Yuqi's quiet eyes became hollow.

"Come on, put Concubine Li in the prison first, and wait for Imperial Doctor Feng and Imperial Doctor Hao to find out how harmful the things in the soup water are to people, and then convict her!"

As soon as Zhang Mengjie's words fell, a guard stepped forward and escorted Li Yuqi away.

"It's okay to disperse!" After Li Yuqi was escorted away, Zhang Mengjie said to the concubines who were whispering.

When the people dispersed, Zhang Mengjie saw Xiaoqing sneaking in the crowd in the direction of the palace gate, but Zhang Mengjie didn't see it.

When the others dispersed, Zhang Mengjie looked at the imperial study and said to Xiao Qizi: "The emperor is inside?"

Xiao Qizi said respectfully: "Here!" I wanted to say something, but I saw Long Tingxiao and Qian San coming out of it.

Long Tingxiao can deal with this matter by himself, Zhang Mengjie wanted to complain a few words, but seeing Qian San appear here at this time, he wondered if he was waiting for her here and had something to say to her. Qian San often goes in and out of the palace, is it?

Seeing the joy in Zhang Mengjie's eyes, Qian San stepped forward and saluted: "The slave sees the queen mother, see the queen mother!"

Zhang Mengjie said: "Father-in-law Qian is exempt!"

Qian San said: "Looking at the look of the queen's mother, I must have guessed the purpose of the slave coming here." The fifth prince said that tomorrow he would enter the palace with the eighth prince and the person who brought the news to discuss what to do next. ”

"Sure enough, it's a pity that it's still so late!" Zhang Mengjie said happily and in a low voice with a little regret.

Although Zhang Mengjie said it very quietly, the people around her heard what she said, but they didn't ask what it was.

Long Tingxiao stepped forward to help Zhang Mengjie and said, "Are you tired of standing for so long?" Why don't I accompany you back to Luanfeng Hall to rest first? ”

Zhang Mengjie said: "Emperor Xie cares!" The concubine is fine, and the concubine can't rest at ease when something like this happens, so let's go to Yimei Yuan first to see how Zhao Meiren is doing now! ”

Long Tingxiao weighed it and said, "It's okay!"

Although Zhang Mengjie has been in the palace for most of the time she has been here for more than a year, this Yimei Garden is the first time she has come. I also know why it is called Yimei Garden, because it looks like there are plum blossoms here, but Zhang Mengjie has no intention of watching the scenery of this courtyard now, and now is not the season when plum blossoms are in full bloom.

Probably because of the martyrdom of the owner of the courtyard, the atmosphere in Yimei Garden was unusually heavy.

When Long Tingxiao, Zhang Mengjie and Murong Xue arrived at Yimei Garden, most of the imperial doctors in the palace were here, and their expressions were also unusually heavy.

When the imperial doctors saw the three of them, they immediately saluted and said: "Weichen see the emperor, see the queen mother, see the queen mother!"

When the imperial doctors saluted the three of them, Zhao Ziheng, who heard the movement, walked out of Zhao Meiren's bedroom.

may be because he is worried about Zhao Meiren, Zhao Ziheng looks a little decadent, and his spirit is not as bright as before!

Long Tingxiao said: "Okay, hurry up!" Let's talk about Zhao Meiren's situation first. ”

As the leader, Wu Qingyou replaced the imperial doctors and said: "The ministers helped Zhao Meiren to diagnose carefully, and after taking Zhao Meiren's blood for examination, the result was that Zhao Meiren was poisoned, and the poison in it was common rat poison."

Zhang Mengjie was surprised: "Rat poison? But there was no rat poison found in the tonic soup made by Concubine Li? ”

Wu Qingyou said: "In addition to rat poison, Weichen and others also found something strange in Zhao Meiren's blood, although I don't know what this thing is?" Is there any harm to Zhao Meiren's body? But Zhao Meiren's coma is the cause of rat poison. ”

"But the smell of rat poison should be easy to detect?"

Zhang Mengjie's question is also everyone's question, and the food in the palace is not so casual for the masters of the palace.

Weichen and the others asked the subordinates who took care of Zhao Meiren's daily life in Yimei Garden, and they knew everything about Zhao Meiren's food in the past few days. Due to the flood, the food of all masters in the palace is the same, and the people in the imperial study are not able to make trouble with the unpredictable prophets, and it is impossible to know which food box will be taken away by the people in Yimei Garden. And the pastries were made together, and it was impossible for the imperial study to know what kind of pastries Zhao Meiren wanted to take, so the ministers and others doubted whether Zhao Meiren had used food outside. ”

"Eating outside?" Xiaolian, who was waiting on the side, suddenly thought of something, knelt down and said: "The slave maid remembered, Zhao Meiren has been thinking about going out of the palace to find General Zhao two days ago, it seems that Zhao Meiren and Sister Honglian didn't know what method they used to get out of the palace a few days ago, and someone sent hibiscus cake on the second day, and the slave maid remembered that Zhao Meiren hadn't finished eating this hibiscus cake!"

"Hibiscus cake?" Zhao Ziheng looked shocked and said: "Qiao'er has liked to eat hibiscus cakes made by Mama Xu in the house since she was a child. Do you know where the rest of the hibiscus cake is? ”

Xiaolian said: "This slave doesn't know, the slave is just a rough man, Sister Honglian has been following Zhao Meiren, and the slave maid thinks that Sister Honglian should know."

"Red Lotus!" Zhao Ziheng shouted loudly to take care of Zhao Meiren's red lotus inside.

After a while, the red lotus came out trembling from inside, and immediately knelt down and said, "What's the matter with the general?"

If it weren't for the wrong atmosphere, Zhang Mengjie really wanted to laugh a few times. There is a barrier between this place and the dormitory, and the people inside don't hear what is being said here, and this person either has a problem with his ears or is pretending to be stupid.

Although Honglian kept her head down when she came out, Zhang Mengjie still saw her glaring at Xiaolian resentfully at the moment she came out, obviously Honglian belonged to the second situation.

"This palace finally knows why Zhao Meiren would invite such a big crime." Feeling the puzzled gazes of everyone, Zhang Mengjie continued: "The people who are serving around this Zhao Meiren not only have problems with their ears, but also have problems with their eyes.

Honglian listened to Zhang Mengjie's words, and her body trembled even more. Zhang Mengjie didn't see it at all, and deliberately said in a tone that others couldn't understand: "Isn't what Bengong said wrong?" Even if Xiaolian's voice was soft, the Red Lotus girl didn't hear what she said, but just now the sound of the imperial doctors saluting the emperor, the queen mother and the palace thought that everyone outside the palace heard it, right? This is also in Zhao Meiren's bedroom, right? ”

This Zhao beauty doesn't want to see her and Murong Xue, she can tolerate it in front of Zhao Ziheng, but Honglian is just a person who serves Zhao Meiren, although Zhang Mengjie doesn't like this etiquette of kneeling and bowing, but she can't allow others to trample on her dignity. Besides, if she really cared about Zhao Meiren, she would have presented the rest of the hibiscus cake at this time. (To be continued.) )