Poisonous?!

How can it be toxic?

Meng Qing and Zhu'an turned pale and didn't know how to speak.

She had already thought in her mind what would happen to her if she had just eaten this pastry!

Meng Qing poked the fallen white dove.

Dead throughout.

The white of my eyes is halfway over......

The woman who grew up in the deep palace, no one knows, this is a murder.

Her eyes were gloomy, and she turned to look at Zhuan.

Zhu'an also noticed Meng Qing's gloomy gaze, and suddenly turned pale with fright, trembled all over, and hurriedly fell to the ground.

"Your Highness! It wasn't a slave who did it! This...... This pastry was delivered from the Imperial Dining Room ......"

Yunhe was not uncommon to this kind of scene, so he leaned into Meng Qing's ear and whispered, not knowing what he was saying.

Meng Qing's gloomy face only improved.

She got up, and when she left, she glanced at Zhu'an and said, "This matter is not allowed to be spread outside." ”

Takean's forehead slammed against the cold floor tiles.

"Yes! The slave understands. ”

But a quarter of an hour.

The news of the poisoning of the little emperor spread throughout the harem, and for a while, people were panicked.

Emperor Chu and Concubine Yu were no matter how busy they were, and when they heard the news, they also hurried over.

One enters the temple.

The two of them saw Meng Qing lying on the bed weakly and pitifully, looking at the thin futon covered with his body from a distance, but when he looked closer, his face was as white as wall ash, and his lips were black and purple.

"The slave has seen the emperor, the concubine Niangniang-"

Concubine Yu couldn't hide her tears and broke down.

"Qingqing ......"

She almost fell, but fortunately, Emperor Chu caught her in time, so that she didn't fall too ungracefully.

The imperial physician knelt on the side, looking solemn to diagnose Meng Qing's pulse.

Long.

Emperor Chu really couldn't wait, and hesitated between his eyebrows, "Imperial Doctor Qin, how is Qingqing?" ”

Qin Anmin shook his head, his constricted brows couldn't be stretched, he got up and said to Emperor Chu: "Your Majesty, Your Highness, she ......."

"What's wrong with her?"

"Your Royal Highness's situation is still a little dangerous, don't panic, the minister will go and prepare a pair of detoxification soup for His Royal Highness!"

"Go."

Emperor Chu helped Gu Qingyun to sit on the round stool next to the bed, and the two looked at their child's haggard face, and they didn't feel good in their hearts.

He patted Gu Qingyun's shoulder soothingly, and turned to look angrily at the palace maids and eunuchs kneeling in the hall.

"Say! What the hell is going on? ”

Such a majestic and intimidating voice made the entire Qingluan Hall tremble.

Yunhe knelt on the ground, slightly crying.

"The emperor spares his life! Today, His Royal Highness was in high spirits feeding the white pigeons in the courtyard, and the maidservant Zhu'an brought a plate of pastries, saying that it was sent from the imperial dining room. But who knows, after His Royal Highness eats it, he will become like this! ”

Emperor Chu's eyes were wide open, his face was flushed, and the Son of Heaven was angry, and he would ambush millions of corpses and bleed for thousands of miles.

He gritted his teeth, "Which one is Takean?" ”

"Slave, slave is it!"

To say that you are not afraid, it is impossible.

Zhu'an was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and shivered, and cold sweat frequently broke out on his body.

"I ask you, and you can answer clearly."

"Yes......"

"The pastries were delivered by the Imperial Dining Room himself?"

"Yes!"

"Do you know who passed by on the way?"

Zhuan thought for a moment and said, "All the food sent to Qingluan Hall by the imperial dining room was sent by Xiao Guizi from the imperial dining room. Then it was Nian Xin who touched it, and finally it was the slave maid......"

When she said the word "slave maid", she felt that she was not perfect enough, and said: "Your Majesty! Slaves and maids don't dare to poison them! Nian Xin was also present at that time, and the slave and maid couldn't poison in front of everyone! ”

Yun He straightened his waist and raised his hands above his forehead.

She said, "Your Majesty! Listen to the slave. My ancestors stipulated that the meals sent by the imperial dining room to each palace must be tested with silver needles, and then handed over to the fathers-in-law for distribution. The slave maid believes that the first person with the most motive to commit the crime is Xiao Guizi, followed by Nian Xin, and finally Zhu'an, the emperor can investigate in detail in this order! ”

Emperor Chu was categorical, "Pass on the little Guizi in the imperial dining room!" ”

"Yes."

"Biography! Little Guizi in the Imperial Dining Room! ”

After Qin Anmin finished writing the prescription, he handed it over to the palace maid to grab the medicine and boil it, and he said, "Aunt Yunhe, dare to ask where is the plate of pastries used by His Royal Highness?" ”

Yunhe glanced at him and said, "On the case." ”

She pointed to the dwarf case in detail.

Qin Anmin thanked him.

Surrounded by pink walls outside the hall, the green trees are lush, and occasionally white doves stop on the branches, writhing smartly.

Concubine Yu held Meng Qing's pale and weak little hand distressedly, lying on her stomach with no strength.

"Imperial Physician Qin, is there anything wrong with that plate of pastries?"

The woman's voice was crying, but she could still hear the strength and fearlessness of the mother.

Qin Anmin saluted, "Qi Qi Guifei Niangniang, the amount of medicine under this plate of pastry is very small. ”

Gu Qingyun turned his head, tears welling up.

"Less? Since there are few, why hasn't Qingqing in this palace woken up yet? ”

Qin Anmin was a little embarrassed by the question.

Although the dosage is small, the toxicity is not small!

Some people, with a small physique and weak physique, are prone to fatal even if they take a little bit!

Not to mention......

The little emperor is pretended.

He replied honestly: "Hui Niangniang, although the dosage is small, the toxicity is great, fortunately, the little emperor is in good health, otherwise it will be difficult to survive until now." ”

Father-in-law Xia led a eunuch back at this time.

"Your Majesty! Little Guizi brings! ”

When Xiao Guizi saw the posture of this full hall, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, and even crawled to the front of the palace.

"Minions...... The slave Xiao Guizi sees the emperor, Niangniang! ”

Emperor Chu was dressed in a golden brocade dragon robe, with a high golden crown, sitting on a chair, with a solemn expression, not angry and arrogant.

"Xiao Guizi, I ask you, did you send that pastry to Qingluan Palace?"

He wore a dark green wrench in his hand and pointed at the pastry.

Xiao Guizi looked along the point, lowered his head timidly, and said, "Your Majesty! The minions don't know either! ”

"You don't know?"

"The meals that the minions sent to the Qingluan Hall today are all packed in food boxes and then delivered, and the minions have never opened them along the way, and I don't know if they are sending this plate of pastries!"

Emperor Chu sneered.

All of them are shirking their responsibilities, and all of them are afraid of getting into trouble.

He said: "There is no need to check, anyone who touches this pastry, whether you are a slave in the imperial dining room or a slave in the Qingluan Palace, will be killed!" ”

Xiao Guizi Zhuan suddenly raised his head.

"The emperor spares his life! It's really not a minion! ”

Suddenly, Xiao Guizi seemed to remember something, and crawled forward a few steps.

"Your Majesty! Slaves, slaves know who did it! ”

The crowd rejoiced in it.

"Say it! Who is it? ”

"Yes, it's the maidservant of Qingluan Palace!"

The palace maids and eunuchs of Qingluan Hall looked at each other, and they all raised their eyes to look at the unusually calm palace maid Nian Xin.