The Favoured Medical Princess

Nangong Yue's voice was not loud, but it was thunderous in this small inner room.

Poisoned?!

Others heard their faces changing, looking at each other in surprise.

How can Mandarin be poisoned?!

Mandarin Bai has never been ordered in Xiye. After coming to the capital, the daily diet is from Xiye Palace, together with Xiao Si and Si Rin.

Who is it, and in what way can it poison the official language?!

Everyone's eyes fell on the drop of black blood on the fingertips of Mandarin White. Mandarin White's hands were very beautiful, white and slender, and the bones were like bamboos. Just a closer look will reveal that his fingers are covered with many stripes. Obviously thin scars, that was the marks left on him by the disaster of the prison...

Xiao Yi's eyebrows were deeply locked, his eyes changed a little, and the deep and incomprehensible.

Compared to other people's shock, the official language Bai himself seems to be calm and calm, and seems to have seen life and death.

In a depressed silence, Nangong Yue again said: "Government son, let me explore the veins for the son again."

She settled her mind, stretched her fingers to make a pulse for the official language again, her lips tightened, and her heart sank a little.

The pulse of Guanyubai is still the same as the previous two, weird, but it is not a sign of poisoning.

however……

The drop of black blood and the silver needle with a blackened needle point clearly represent the poison in his blood.

Nangong Yue quickly withdrew her hand, looked at Xiao Si with deep thought, and asked, "Primary 4, what did your son eat, drink and use these days?"

From Nangong Yue's interrogation, others immediately understood that she could not confirm the poison in Guanyu Bai, so she could only try to find clues from the daily life of Guanyu Bai.

Next, with the assistance of Primary Four, Nangong Yue and Bai Hui checked all the objects in the entire Qingfeng Temple and even the Imperial Study, including the flowers and trees planted in the courtyard, and the daily diet of Mandarin Bai. Unconsciously, there are already three poles outside, but they still get nothing...

Guan Yubai's life is very simple. Every day he goes back and forth between Yushufang and Qingfengdian. At most, he follows Xiao Yi to Chaoyangdian to see his envoy.

What else is there to avoid unavoidably in Mandarin?!

After thinking about it for a while, Nangong Yue said uncertainly: "Ai, will it be the Xiyewang who poisoned the well before he died..." The water in the well was living water, and the toxin was quickly washed away. The people of the Southern Xinjiang Army are basically strong, so there is no problem, and the official language is weak, and some toxins are deposited in the body, accumulating deeper...

There was no trace of smile on Xiao Yili's face, and he said in a loud voice: "Come here! Send troops to this world to investigate all the water sources in the palace!"

"Yes, Shiziye!"

Several soldiers of the South Xinjiang Army who were guarding the palace quickly led away. Xu Yu, the entire palace was turbulent because of Xiao Yi's order. Under the leadership of Fu Yunhe and Yuan Lingbai, a team of troops The soldiers of the Xinjiang Army shuttled from corner to corner of the palace, their faces were cold and their feet were rumbling, and they had the momentum to turn the entire palace over.

The entire capital city also followed martial law. The people of Xiye people in the city were panicked. They didn't know what happened, so they could only close their doors...

The sun hangs high above the sky, and the capital is empty in the afternoon.

Nangong Yue and Bai Hui are not idle either. They are in the Dongnuan Pavilion of Qingfeng Hall, let Xiao Si carefully recall the official Mandarin Bai's diet for nearly a month, Bai Hui quickly records aside...I don't know how long There was a rush of footsteps coming from outside, and the anxious complexion walked in anxiously, saying: "Sister Shizi, the son is burning harder!"

Nangong Yue suddenly stood up and rushed to the inner room with Baihui and Xiaosi.

The Mandarin on the bed fell asleep again, or he should be comatose, his entire face flushed more than before, dense sweat beads protruding from the temples and neck, and his breathing became extremely heavy.

"call……"

"call……"

In the inner room, only his heavy breath echoed back.

Even without exploring the pulse, Nangong Yue also knew that the condition of Mandarin Bai was worse.

"Baihui, prepare a needle!"

Nangong Yue instructed succinctly that Bai Hui hurriedly opened the medicine chest...

The golden sunlight shone through the window, and the unextinguished lights in the palace lamp that covered the head of the bed. Although the sun was full, it was quieter and stiller than at night.

With the assistance of Bai Hui, Nangong Yue skillfully re-exercised the white mandarin for the official language. The master and servant worked very well together, and the movements of his men were smooth and fast, while the men in the house stood side by side.

Move one by one and make a sharp contrast.

After a scent of incense, the sweaty Nangong Yue just closed the needle, leaving only five silver needles on the chest of the official language white to protect the heart.Gradually, the white breath of the official language calmed down, although the face was still red, but the expression calmed down, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

call!Nangong Yue's originally tight body relaxed a little, took the veil from Xiao Yi, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then greeted everyone's nervous eyes, saying, "I temporarily protected the heart of the official son Vein... Baihui, go grab some medicine, Zhuru, orange peel, auspicious..."

After Nangong Yue recite the prescription, Bai Hui hurried down to grab the medicine and boil it...

Bai Hui had just left her forefoot, and Fu Yunhe and Yuan Lingbai had come, and shook his head heavily at Nangong Yue.

They have searched all the water sources in the palace, but still find nothing.

If you can't find the source of the poison, you can't take the medicine.

Nangong Yue walked to the window and sat down to meditate. The inner room fell into silence again, and the air was so compressed that it almost made everyone breathless...

Nangong Yue raised her hand to push the window, trying to breathe, but her right arm raised stiff in the air.

Huh?!Her nose moved, she seemed to smell something, followed by sniffing again, and said uncertainly: "Do you feel something in the room..."

Xiao Yi's nose also moved, and he smelled, and there seemed to be a faint smell of rancidity in the room, but when he smelled it again, he seemed to have nothing.

Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi glanced at each other, and asked Boss Rin, Xiao Si, and Feng Xing to search again inside and outside the house, checking various objects again, not even letting the turf outside, almost every inch The grass blades were rummaged, but the source of the rancid smell was still not found...

Another blink of an hour passed, and when Nangong Yue almost thought that the smell was her hallucination, Xiao Yi's voice came from the front right: "Ayue, Xiao Bai!"

Nangong Yue looked at Xiao Yi suspiciously, but hadn't reacted yet. I saw Xiao Yi standing by the edge of the official Mandarin Bai's couch, lifted the corner of the thin quilt, and reached out and grabbed a wrist of the official Mandarin Bai.

Nangong Yue walked over quickly, sniffing the tip of her nose close to the white fingertip of the official language, her eyes slightly wide.

This is it!

She looked closely at the white fingertips of the official language. The black and cyan color on the roots of his nails seemed to be thicker than last night... Also, besides years of old scars on his fingers, there seemed to be a few thin new ones Scar, the faint flesh pink on the scar shows that these new scars should be soon...

Nangong Yue hurriedly asked: "Primary 4, your son has a new wound on his hand. How did this come from?"

Xiao Si's eyes also fell on Guan Yubai's fingers, and he seemed to think of something. His eyes dimmed, and he blurted out: "Buried Gang!" Is it true that the son is poisoned in Buried Gang?!

"Buried gang?" Nangong Yue thought thoughtfully, thinking of the coffin in the meditation palace, a vague thought emerged in her mind.

She took a deep breath and said, "Tell me in detail what happened that day, and the state of the mass grave..."

Si Rin, Xiao Si, and Feng Xing exchanged quick glances. They all knew that the matter was important. They began to talk about the environment around the mass grave from the day they arrived at the mass grave. How to find Mrs. Guan's body, when it comes to Guan Yubai, how to use his hands to excavate Mrs. Guan's body bit by bit......

In the inner room, only Si Rong's increasingly difficult voice remained, and he tried to restrain his emotions, almost choking, until they said that they had transported Mrs. Guan's coffin down the mountain.

Hearing this, Nangong Yue was almost assured of success, and hurriedly said: "Primary 4, popular, go and see if there is anything unusual on your son's arm or back?" She said as she retreated. Aside.

Primary 4 and Fengxing did not dare to delay, and hurried to the couch.

The fourth man moved the Mandarin Bai to sit up with ease, and Fengxing untied his tunic. When the white tunic slipped down more than half of the Mandarin Bai, the two made a shocked inhalation sound. Xiao Yi and Si Rin also saw it, and their faces were sinking in water.

I saw the white and thin back of the official language. In addition to the long scars staggered like a cobweb, there were also black spots that were scattered along the back...

Xiao Si took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Sister Concubine, there are a lot of black spots on the back of the son."

My guess is not!Nangong Yue's eyes were deep and deep, and this moment was finally confirmed.

She remembered seeing it in a medical book: corpse poison, and even Yin poison.The poisoned corpse has black spots, like a twisted snake, blood black like ink, disordered pulse like commandments, high fever...

"It's corpse poison..." Nangong Yue said slowly.

After listening to what Si Rin said, Nangong Yue speculated that the Mandarin should be due to the injury of his fingertips during the burial of the post, leading to the invasion of the dead body.The corpse poison should not be heavy, so he has been lurking in his body for a month, and has been eating a little bit of whale. It may just be a minor illness for others, but it is fatal for the weak official language.

It’s just that all corpse poisons must first be born from the decay of human or animal bodies, and secondly be subdivided into several types, which may be corpse gas diffused in the mist, may be toxins dissolved in the soil after decay, may It is the disease gas released from the dead corpses infected with the disease. It is more likely that the plants near the burial site have absorbed the gas from the soil...

There is a subtle difference between each corpse poison.

Where does the corpse poison in the body of the official language come from...

The path of medical poison is only a few centimetres, and thousands of miles are lost.You must be cautious!

After Nangong Yue pondered for a moment, her expression became more solemn and hesitantly said, "Ai, I have to go to a mass burial post in person, just the official son..."

Guan Yubai's condition is so critical now, Nangong Yue is worried that it will take her four or five days to come and go. In case Guanyu Bai's condition suddenly deteriorates, Baihui's medical skills may not be enough to deal with...

Xiao Yi frowned, and immediately commanded: "Bamboo, prepare a carriage!"

Everyone immediately understood who the carriage was for, and Xiao Yi meant to bring Mandarin to the mass grave!

Si Rinfei quickly weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and felt that Xiao Yi's idea was the most appropriate.Of course, he knew that the weak state in the official language is not suitable for travel, but only by following the imperial concubine can he cope with emergencies and then be safe.

In the official language of Bai's condition, everyone did not dare to delay. After leaving Xiao Xiaoyu to Begonia to take care of them, they immediately took a carriage and dozens of soldiers from the southern Xinjiang army to the east of the emerald city. A mass grave in the suburbs.

The next three days were all in a hurry, day and night, non-stop.

As expected by Nangong Yue, along the way, Guan Yubai's condition was repeated several times, sometimes sober, sometimes comatose, and frequent high fever. For this reason, they stopped several times all the way, but fortunately, Guanyu Bai's condition was still controlled. Too.

Finally, they arrived at the mass grave in the early morning three days later.

A group of horses and horses stopped at the foot of the mountain. Nangong Yue ordered Xiao Si and Bai Hui to stay in the carriage to take care of the official language. She herself went up the hill with Xiao Yi, Si Rin and Feng Xing, and specially gave them a mask. Several people put on.

In the morning of the mass graves, the hazy mist filled the tombstone and the grave, and it was overcast.Although they were a little sullen while wearing masks, they also blocked the smell of corpses and rotten smell from the masks.

Feng Xing and Si Rin walked ahead, relying on memory to lead Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi along the road when they last came. By the time they reached the old pine at the top of the hill, the sky was completely bright.

The sun was hanging high, and most of the nearby fog was gone, and the surrounding vision was much clearer.

On the hills, the sights are new tombs that are slightly uplifted and the graves are still wet. These are the tombs that were popular before they were dug and filled back.

In a "new" grave, a seven-foot-long rectangular pothole is particularly striking at a glance.

"Concubine Shizi," Feng Xing pointed to the pothole. "That's there..."

It is also because of the war in the Western Night during this time, and this burial post has obviously not been visited recently, so this pothole can be preserved, otherwise I might have been buried in other bodies...

This is also a mistake.

Nangong Yue smiled bitterly, squatted down, opened the medicine box, and took out a small porcelain jar.

Xiao Yi guessed what she was going to do and volunteered to jump out of the pothole for her and took some wet graves from the bottom of the pot with the small porcelain pot.

Nangong Yue took out only a silver needle and inserted it into the small pot of grave. The silver needle did not change color.

Not grave!

Nangong Yue put on a pair of deerskin gloves and carefully observed the surroundings of the pothole, looking at the wild grass shrubs on the side of the road, collecting dewdrops on the branches and leaves, and examining the corpses scattered around... but no problem!

Nangong Yue frowned slightly, feeling anxious in her heart, is it because she made a wrong guess?!

She settled down and returned to the edge of the pothole again, walking slowly around it...

this is?!

Nangong Yue's pupils shrank and squatted down again. On the black grave, several grasses with almost the same color as the earth were crooked. The edges of the grass blades were jagged, and if you look closely, you will find that the grass and the soil meet. The place is bluish black.

Nangong Yue carefully broke off a blade of grass, and then squeezed the blue and black grass juice from the leaf's fracture...

At this moment, Xiao Yi and his three people almost held their breath, watching the silver needle in Nangong Yue's hands stained with that strange color of grass juice.

The blackened needle tip gave everyone the answer, that’s it—

The corpse water and corpse gas generated when the corpses decayed in the ground penetrated into the grave, forming corpse poison.

It should be the official language that digs the earth accidentally and the finger is injured, then the corpse poison of the grass root of the grave has invaded his body from the wound of the finger, forming a hidden danger!

Nangong Yue's dangling heart was put down halfway. Once the cause was determined, then she had a direction in her heart!

The group immediately went down the mountain. Nangong Yue opened a recipe with a charcoal pen. Xiao Yi made a few copies of it and distributed it to the accompanying soldiers of the southern army to let them go to the Emerald City to get medicine.

Xiao Yi and them then arrived at the Emerald City, and the soldiers of the southern army who defended the city immediately welcomed Xiao Yi and his entourage into a rest at the defense station.

The emerald city of that day rippled with the arrival of their entourage. I saw the soldiers of the South Xinjiang Army hurriedly spreading all the medicines in the city. When the sun was west, there was a young soldier Faced with embarrassment, he entered the House of Defense.

"Concubine Shizi, other herbs will be found in the end," the warrior said with a fist clenched. "Even if he missed Yuanzifu, he wouldn't find it in the drugstore. He would have been to the surrounding towns. I'm afraid it will take some time..." The younger soldier said his head was lower, and he dared not look directly at the sharp eyes of the prince.

Fortunately, the gentle voice of the concubine rang in his ears:

"Fortunately, this zizifu is not irreplaceable, Lu Xiaowei, you can just go and find Yuzhuling instead."

The young soldier was relieved and hurried away.

Who would have thought that after more than an hour, he came back grievously again, and asked Nangong Yue again, his head lowered.