Mu Butterfly didn't know the temptation in her words, her little face turned red, and she slowly shook her head: "The slave is not good at tea art, and it was cooked by Sister Jin Yingzi." ”

"Is that her?" The one who can talk, the most dressed, and the most beautiful of the people?

Jiang Shu listened, although he didn't feel particularly surprised, his face sank instantly.

She originally thought that as long as she treated the people around her well and didn't treat them as slaves, they would definitely be loyal to her, but she didn't expect that the people who had spent a lot of effort to entrap would choose to betray and run to help Yao Fangji, who had been in the house for less than two months, to deal with herself.

Wood Butterfly nodded in response, and was about to praise her wonderful sister, when she suddenly frowned in front of her, moaned in pain, and fell down uncontrollably.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" She hurriedly threw down the teacup in her hand and stepped forward to support her.

Jiang Shu stabilized his body under her support, raised his head with difficulty, opened his mouth, and was about to say something, when he saw the wooden butterfly with black and red blood stains overflowing from the corners of her lips, a look of panic suddenly appeared: "Princess, are you poisoned?!" ”

She held her tightly with both hands, turned her head and shouted loudly outside: "Come on, come on, the princess has been poisoned-"

Ping Qian, Yun Poria and Green Calyx who were chatting in the side room not far away were all shocked when they heard this, and without thinking about it, they immediately ran over against the wind and snow.

When he entered the house, he saw his own young lady with black blood hanging on the corner of her mouth on the couch, her heart tightened, she bent down and sat down beside her, raised her hand to take her from the hands of the wooden butterfly, held her in her arms, and instructed the three of them: "Wooden butterfly, go to Zizhu Courtyard to ask Imperial Doctor Hu, Yun Poria, you go and invite the prince, green calyx plum, stay and take a hand——! ”

"Yes." The three of them agreed in unison, and Wood Butterfly and Yun Poria hurriedly ran outside.

Yun Poria braved the wind and snow and ran to the door of Zhu Changxun's Yiqingtang bedroom, inside the open door, Cowardly Yu had just finished reporting to Zhu Changxun about the proximity of Yao Fangji, who he had investigated and ordered someone to monitor.

Seeing her running in a panic, she took two steps outward: "Miss Yun, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

Yun Lingling didn't have time to take care of him, and looked at Zhu Changxun inside: "Lord, it's not good, the princess is poisoned!" ”

"What?!" Zhu Changxun couldn't help but feel a little flustered on his face, he didn't care about the heavy snow outside, he didn't even put on a cloak, and strode out past her.

Hurried all the way, when he arrived at the door of the main house of Kaiju Garden, Imperial Doctor Hu, who came first, had just finished diagnosing Jiang Shu's pulse. When he saw him coming, he quickly stood up and was about to salute him, but he raised his hand to stop him.

"Princess, how is she?" Stepping into the door, he looked down at Jiang Shu, who was lying on the soft couch with a pale face and slightly closed eyes, and he asked nervously.

"The princess is arsenic poisoning, fortunately, the amount of intake is very small, and she is prescribed medicine for her, and if she drinks it for a few days, it should be fine." Mrs. Hu said.

Zhu Changxun breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the girls in the room, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?" Why are you poisoned? Who was waiting? ”

"Yes...... Be...... It's a slave," Mu Butterfly took two steps forward cautiously and said timidly, "Princess she...... It took a cup of tea to ......."

"What about the cup? I'll take a look. Doctor Hu said.

"You prescribe medicine for the princess first-" Zhu Changxun said.

"Yes." Facing his unquestioning gaze, Imperial Physician Hu immediately nodded, walked quickly to the round table inside, sat down at the place where the pen, ink and paper inkstone had already been prepared on the screen, picked up the sheep's hair on the pen holder, dipped it in ink, and wrote on the rice paper.

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