Nian Qiu really couldn't stand her entanglement, turned his head to look at the medicine urn, the fire was not big and the water was not rising, but he was able to squeeze out a moment.

"You get up," she pulled Mei'er up and whispered, "Don't make any more trouble, I won't be able to protect you if you alarm Niangniang, I'll go with you now."

"Thank you, Sister Nianqiu."

Mei'er pursed the corners of her lips, but her face made a look of crying and thanking her, and hurriedly followed Nianqiu out of the cubicle where the medicine was boiled.

Because there had been such a situation from time to time in the past, Nian Qiu did not suspect Mei'er, let alone notice the deliberateness of her actions.

At this moment, the sky is gradually sinking, and the gate of Changle Palace is closed, so no one should come.

As everyone knows, Nian Qiu's move happened to fall into the trap of others, giving those who wanted to harm Zhu Jiu an opportunity.

Before Nian Qiu left, there were still two herbs left behind, one package was placed on the table near the window, and the other package was placed on the vertical cabinet at hand, so it was to distinguish them.

The person who sneaked in through the gap held his breath, kept his eyes on the door of the cubicle, and while listening to the movement, he tiptoed to tear apart the corners of his clothes and skirts, revealing the medicinal powder wrapped in their respective cotton silks, so that the patchwork was a complete harmful thing.

The man quickly poured the powder into the urn, and did not forget to stir it well before quietly leaving.

Later, Nian Qiu would definitely persuade the queen to drink this tranquilizer on the grounds that Emperor Xuanyuan had specially arranged it, and as for whether she drank it or not, she couldn't escape the man's plan.

As for the follow-up after the fact, the man was sure that his plan was foolproof, because this tranquilizer was handled by Nian Qiu, and although the medicine residue after that had to be sent to the imperial pharmacy according to the rules, those medicinal powders were all dissolved in water, and it was difficult to verify that those imperial doctors had the ability.

Now everything is missing, and let's see if Xuanyuan Che will come to Changle Palace.

Xu is God intended to test Xuanyuan Che and Zhu Jiu, and when the moon was on the branches, Xuanyuan Che took Wei Changshou alone and hurried to Changle Palace.

At this point, everything is ready for the wicked man.

About a moment after the wicked man left, Nian Qiu had already returned to the cubicle to continue boiling the medicine.

She counted the hours in her heart, and at about the same time, she first took the bag of medicinal herbs on the vertical cabinet and put it in, and then put the bag on the window table after a cup of tea, and then when she looked at the fire, she still did not forget to fold the paper bag of medicinal materials and store it for tomorrow to be sent back to the imperial pharmacy for sale.

An hour later, Nian Qiu straightened his slightly sore waist, and went to the warm pavilion with the boiled tranquilizer calmly.

On the way, there was a little palace maid who would come to talk and wanted to step forward to help her take the tray, but Nianqiu shook her head and politely refused, and signaled in the direction of Nuan Ge and said softly, "The queen is not in good spirits, you all be careful, don't be like Mei'er and annoy the mother again."

After the little palace maid responded, Nian Qiu then went to the warm pavilion, not caring that the little palace maid stayed where she was and wondered alone, "Didn't Mei'er go out of the palace to visit her family by grace, how could she cause trouble if she didn't return to the palace?"

When Nian Qiu came in with the medicine, Zhu Jiu had been awake for more than half an hour.

"Niangniang woke up, can you sleep peacefully?"

Nian Qiu first put the tray containing the medicine cup on the table, and then turned back to close the door of the warm pavilion.

She turned around and came back and carefully put on Zhu Jiu's coat, and then brought the medicine cup close to the bed, and handed it to Zhu Jiu.

Smelling the bitter and indescribable taste, Zhu Jiu couldn't help but gag, and after taking a deep breath, he slowly exhaled Fang Jue.

"Don't drink this medicine, the slave maid immediately went to ask Lord Minque to come and ask you for a pulse."

Who knew that Zhu Jiu still stood up and took the medicine cup in her hand.

"Don't bother, I'll be fine after drinking and sleeping more."

As soon as he unveiled the lamp, the bitter and unpalatable taste spread out from the pitch-black medicinal soup, causing Zhu Jiu to retch.

After only taking one sip, Zhu Jiu put down the medicine cup, it was really bitter and unbearable, and she needed to press the urge to gag in her chest.

"Is the mother alright?"

Nianqiu looked at her nervously, ready to take the medicine cup in her hand.

"It's okay!"

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After carving kung fu, Zhu Jiu felt a lot, except for being disgusted by the smell, there was no other uncomfortable reaction.

"I've drunk Min Que's medicine before, and it does work." Zhu Jiu whispered to himself that he was also Nianqiu, and was about to grit his teeth and drink the remaining potions.

However, as soon as the bowl reached her mouth, she hurriedly covered her lips and suppressed the sourness in time.

"Niangniang, don't drink anymore," Nianqiu hurriedly stroked her back, snatched the medicine cup in Zhu Jiu's hand and put it on the side of the high table.

Reading was very distressed by Zhu Jiu, and continued: "The slave maid is going to ask Lord Minque to come and take a closer look at you."

Zhu Jiu took a while to recover his strength, and before she could react, Nian Qiu had already rushed out of the warm pavilion to send someone to pass the word.

Soon, Nian Qiufu came in again, half-kneeling on the footsteps and staring nervously at Zhu Jiu, always paying attention to her face.

Time passed by minute and second, and the two of them did not wait for Minque, but unexpectedly waited for Xuanyuan Che.

At this moment, outside the Changle Palace, Xuanyuan Che walked into the hall from the corridor, and Wei Changshou followed behind, holding a huge mahogany tray with both hands, and a stack of yellowed paper scrolls resting on it, I don't know what an important thing it was.

"Your Majesty......"

Before the word "arrived" could be spoken, Wei Changshou hurriedly covered his mouth under Xuanyuan Che's threatening gaze and swallowed the two words back.

"Don't argue with the Queen."

Wei Changshou sang in a low voice, and quietly entered the hall behind Xuanyuan Che.

At this time, he was still snickering to himself, His Majesty's gesture of goodwill was inevitably too straightforward, and the credit for hiding the sword for so long was suddenly attributed to the queen.

From this point of view, in the future, Your Majesty should not easily annoy the queen, the price of this apology is too great.

What's more, His Majesty also lost his usual calmness, and just received the return of the Tibetan Sword and hurried to the Queen Mother, never thinking that the Queen Mother had already rested after being delayed by the Tibetan Sword until this hour.

The palace people guarding the door in Changle Palace knelt on the ground to welcome Emperor Xuanyuan.

Autumn nights are approaching winter, and the frost envelops the entire Changle Palace inside and outside, making it more and more cold and lonely.

Xuanyuan Che strode inside, and raised his hand to stop the little palace maid who was going to report.

"Don't disturb the Queen."

"The Queen's Mother......

The little palace maid's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping attracted Xuanyuan Che's attention, and she couldn't help but look at her through the dim and hazy light on the side.

"What's wrong with the Queen?"

The little palace maid was coldly questioned by Xuanyuan Che, and was instantly shocked by him, and she didn't know how to say it for a while, so she just bowed down and kowtowed.

Wei Changshou glared at her fiercely, and lowered his voice to ask for Xuanyuan Che, "Speak, Your Majesty asked you!"

"Back to ...... Back to Your Majesty, the queen mother is unwell, and Aunt Nianqiu has already asked people to invite the Min Que Lord from the Tai Hospital, and the slave maid ...... The slave and maid are waiting here."

"The Queen is sick?"

Xuanyuan Che untied his cloak in a panic and threw it to Wei Changshou, grabbed the paper rolls from the tray in his hand, and hurried to the warm pavilion.

"You're here too, and let him in as soon as the Sparrow comes."

Wei Changshou immediately responded, stepped forward to push open the door of the warm pavilion for Xuanyuan Che, and when he stepped on the door with a paper roll, the door behind him was quietly closed from the outside.