Chapter 137 Poisonous Conspiracy
Xue Sui walked in a hurry as the shadow of the tree on the Sangliu Lake embankment, and the accumulated water on the bluestone slabs wet her shoes.
Tianshu's attendant Yun Hai greeted him early at the gate of the courtyard. "Miss is here, my grandpa has been waiting in the medicine hall for a long time." Xue Sui's eyes were filled with a smile, and his steps were windy.
It wasn't long since we parted last time, but she felt that she hadn't seen her senior brother for a long time, and she was a little anxious.
Jinshu and Xiao Zhao looked at each other and raised their eyebrows. "I'm right." Xiao Zhao winked at the same time, "Auntie is right, the eldest son is the best." Xue Sui lifted the Xiangfei bamboo curtain, and the fragrance of medicine wrapped in a scent of pine wood came to her face.
She sniffed gently, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised. "Honor Brother has changed the fragrance today? The fragrance is cool and quiet, with a long tail rhyme, just like my wish..."
Tianshu sat upright like pine, with plain white clothes exposed under the broad sleeves of the blue cloud pattern, and her eyebrows and eyes were still like snow in the distant mountains. Before Xue Sui could sit down, she pushed the red painted wooden box on the table to her.
"She see."
Thirteen views."
That was collected by Tianshumen-Zhouhui.
Xue Sui took it solemnly, glanced at him, and his smile froze on the corner of his mouth.
"Xiao Lingrong, this poisonous woman, is so despicable and shameless! The Xiao family is all in love with snakes and scorpions, and they really cannot die well!"
The spies from Tianshu Sect received a reward. Concubine Xiao used Xiz Poisonous Heart Erosion Powder in the blood swallow soup given to Wan Zhaoyi by the queen.
Xue Sui's fingertips tightened with hatred, and clenched the paper with deep wrinkles.
She thought that Concubine Xiao would do anything bad, but she didn't expect that she would have such a sinister thing.
The toxicity of this Ezexin San is extremely strange. Even if they know the solution, it will be difficult for them to get the rare medicinal materials needed for the antidote...
Once the treatment time is missed, Wan Zhaoyi will lose her life.
Xue Sui was so angry that she didn't notice that when she angrily scolded "No one in the Xiao family could die well", the solemnity flashed through Tianshu's eyes. "Pingan, what are you planning to deal with it?" Tianshu asked.
Xue Sui looked firm, "The soldiers come and the generals stop them, and the water comes and the soil is covered. I will not let that poisonous woman succeed."
Tianshu raised his eyes, and his eyes seemed to reflect the snow that never melted all year round, cold and deep.
Xue Sui looked at Tianshu again and said earnestly: "Wan Zhaoyi and her daughter are really pitiful. Senior brother, I will lend you a soul-resurrect pill."
Tianshu signaled the sea of cloud beside him to get it, without any hesitation on his face.
"Concubine Xiao's actions were extremely dangerous. When Thirteenth is gone, be sure to pay more attention..."
Xue Sui nodded heavily, "Senior brother, don't worry, I've recorded it."
At the attention of Tianshu, Xue Sui's soul-resurrected pill was carefully put into his arms, and he took some detoxification and healing medicines in the medicine hall and stuffed them into his bag. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a few honey-stained plums in the celadon plate next to the medicine stove with an attractive amber luster.
She suddenly remembered the cold and high fever when she was twelve years old. Tianshu was guarding her all night, decocting medicine and boiling soup, but never closing her eyes. When it was dawn, she stepped on the ice again and found honey-stained plums for her...
As soon as the honey-stained plums arrived, she gradually woke up.
Since then, Tianshu has determined that she loves eating these honey-stained plums very much.
Looking at the wooden table again, there was also the new tea before the rain that she loved to drink the most.
It can be seen that the eldest brother has really been looking forward to him for a long time, but before she could sit on the chair, she was about to leave again.
Every time we meet, we come and go in a hurry, and we can no longer talk freely like we are young.
However, that intention never changed-the elder brother always protected her.
Xue Sui picked up a honey-stained plum and put it into her mouth, blinked her eyes gently, then picked up the teacup, bowed slightly to Tianshu, and then took a sudden sip...
Unexpectedly, the tea was too hot, and she almost choked and coughed.
He quickly smacked his tongue again, tilted his head and exhaled, revealing a playful grimace. "I dare not let my senior brother down, so I have to let my tongue down." "You." Tianshu sighed lightly, waved his hand, and signaled her to leave. I sat upright in place, my figure still, and my demeanor was as if I was banished from heaven and descended to earth, as cold as if I were outside the world. "Senior brother, let's leave here--"
Xue Sui bowed and then led everyone away with a smile.
Tianshu looked at her back and signaled that Yunhai was approaching and whispered. "As long as you plan." Yun Hai hurriedly bowed and bowed, "Yes. Young..." Before he finished speaking, he saw Tianshu's eyes cold, and quickly changed his words, "Yes, Master." Tianshu's fingertips rubbed the teacup that had not yet cooled on the table.
"Tell the Xuanjia Guard to secretly protect the Thirteenth Girl."
Yun Hai bowed his fists and bowed: "Sir, please obey the order!"
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The convoy escorted Wan Zhaoyi out of the palace from Shenwu Gate and slowly moved forward in the heat.
When I arrived at Shizi Ridge, it was already sunset.
The towering ancient trees beside the official road, with branches and leaves intertwined, casting a fine and mottled shadow.
Inside the carriage, Princess Wen Jia held her mother's thin hand tightly, and looked anxiously at the sky outside the curtain from time to time, and fine beads of sweat had already emerged from her forehead. "My mother, if you bear it, the imperial physician will be back soon."
Wan Zhaoyi has been in a cold palace for many years and has long been extremely weak and sick.
I took the imperial physician's medicine before and saw my daughter whom I was thinking about day and night, and finally recovered a little. Unexpectedly, I suddenly felt a fever and felt a sensation in my heart, which was in great pain.
The condition was extremely fierce. After the imperial physician diagnosed it, he could not find an effective treatment method. Besides, the trip was hasty and the medicinal materials were limited. In desperation, everyone had to wait on the spot. The imperial doctor personally took people to the nearest town to purchase medicinal materials...
"Yin'er." Wan Zhaoyi's cheeks were thin and her cheekbones were raised high. She raised her hand with difficulty, trying to wipe away the tears on her daughter's face. "For my mother can walk out of that cage, and see you again in her lifetime. It's already God's kindness... For my mother, there is no resentment..."
"Ah--"
Wen Jia was sad and she burst into tears.
My grandma finally regained her freedom, how could she encounter such a change?
She couldn't understand why fate was so tempting.
Wen Jia endured the grief and tried to give her mother some hope.
"Ah Mom, they are all waiting for you. Alimu and High Priest Amonrah, they are all looking forward to seeing you..."
Wan Zhaoyi nodded slightly, her cracked lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to pull out a smile, but she failed to do so in the end.
She was imprisoned in the cold palace for too long, so long that she was almost forgotten. In the distant country of Siz, she was also a carefree little princess...
"Okay... my mother... will hold on... Yin'er stop crying..."
Wan Zhaoyi coughed violently before she finished speaking. "Princess!" The girl Dongxu's voice came in from outside the curtain of the car. "If you are coming quickly, may Dr. Zhou be back..."
How could Dr. Zhou be so fast?
While being confused, Dong Xu shouted in surprise: "No, it looks like a woman... Oh my God, princess, look, it's Miss Xue Liu!"
The people around Wen Jia have always called Xue Sui this way.
Hearing this, Wen Jia suddenly lifted the curtain and saw Xue Sui, who was whipping his horse from the official road, his figure became clearer and clearer.
Her tears surging away-
"Six Girls, Six Girls..."
Wen Jia kept wavering to Xue Sui, her voice in tears. "Sixth girl, come, my mother can't hold on."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one bar, one bar, one bar!
"Gather--" Xue Sui threw the bag on her body to Xiao Zhao, squeezed the horse's belly with both legs and ran to the front of the car at a very fast speed.
Dropping off the horse, pulling the rope, and stepping forward. Almost in an instant, she had stepped into the open carriage.
I have to say that Queen Xie thought it very carefully.
There is an ice basin placed on the carriage. At this moment, the sun is setting, and the carriage is very cool.
Xue Sui said: "Let all guards retreat fifty steps and stay around, and do not order or get close."
As soon as her voice fell, Wen Jia conveyed it according to her words. "Everyone retreats fifty steps and let Miss Xue Liu treat Wan Zhaoyi." The guard team was arranged by Empress Xie, so he obeyed the command.
At this time, Xiao Zhao also arrived in a hurry.
Xue Sui signaled to her, "Go and light the mugwort and check the food carefully."
Xiao Zhao responded, hurriedly opened the bag, and took out all the medicines that came from Tianshu's medicine hall.
Wan Zhaoyi lay on the felt carpet flat, coughing heartbrokenly. When Xue Sui came in, she barely squeezed out a smile, her voice weakly, "This is the sixth girl Yin'er said... kind-hearted person... thank you..."
"Empress Zhaoyi is polite, please speak less to avoid exhausting your energy."
Xue Sui reached out to explore Wan Zhaoyi's pulse, and then stuffed a pill of resurrection into her mouth.
Xiao Zhao leaned over and pointed at the desk, "Girl, the blood swallow soup is poisonous."
Upon hearing this, Xue Sui gently pinched the empty bowl of blood swallow soup on the table, put it on the tip of her nose, and sniffed it carefully.
"The dose of this poison is enough to poison two horses."
Wen Jiaru was struck by lightning, "This blood swallow soup was rewarded by the Queen, without the hands of others... My mother liked it, and used most of the bowl..."
Xue Sui said: "Concubine Xiao has been in the palace for many years. If she had poisoned her, she would always find a way to avoid her ears and ears."
Wen Jia's tears fell, "How could she be so cruel? My mother is like this, why would she still refuse to let it go?"
Xue Sui took out the silver knife from the medicine box and cut Wan Zhaoyi's fingertips.
I saw black blood gushing out—
She said, "This poison is dangerous. The pill I took for Wan Zhaoyi temporarily suppresses the toxicity in her body, but cannot be completely eradicated. If there is no antidote within two hours, I am afraid I will be unable to turn the world back."
"What should I do?" Wen Jia sat down in despair, hugged Wan Zhaoyi, sobbing, and his voice was dull and lost its composure. "Mom, if you have something to do, my daughter will accompany you..."
Xue Sui glanced at the curtain that was trembling by her.
"If there is still a chance, don't panic - someone will send the antidote."
"Who?" Wen Jia asked: "Who can get the antidote, and who knows that Xiao's vicious heart..."
Xue Sui did not answer her and took good care of Wan Zhaoyi.
"I...I can't do it anymore...Yin'er..." Wan Zhaoyi leaned on the pillow and coughed violently before she finished speaking. Wen Jia handed over the veil, and saw a dark red scent on the veil.
Wen Jia was so heartbroken, "My mother!"
Wan Zhaoyi looked at the bloody color and was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile, and said slowly, "Don't be afraid... People... will die... you have to thank me... the queen... the prince..."
She tried hard to look at Xue Sui again and smiled gently, "There are six girls... the grace of saving lives, don't forget..."
Wen Jia nodded and choked, "Daughter remembers, my daughter remembers everything."
Xiao Zhao held the moxa stick in her hand, her eyes were red. Looking at this scene, she felt very unbearable, "Don't worry, with our girl here, the Prince of Hell will not accept Empress Zhaoyi."
Wen Jia was crying sobbing.
"My grandma, you haven't seen my Niu Niu yet..."
"You can see it, and you must be as cute as you were when you were a child..."
Wan Zhaoyi smiled in her eyes, and she looked at her daughter gently, revealing a kind of ease like relief.
"Yin'er, Ah Niang wants to be buried in Wangyue Cliff..." She could no longer see anything in her gray eyes. Before she finished speaking, she suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood, and her thin fingers held Wen Jia's sleeve tightly.
There was bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, but it was smiling.
"Sis's star is brighter than Zhongzhou... After I die... there will be a priest... singing a soul song......"
"No, my mother doesn't..."
Wenjia cried bitterly and fell on the felt blanket.
The setting sun outside the car is like blood, and the last ray of afterglow in the sky seems to dissipate at any time.
The imperial guards of the escort team have sat down and rested on their own and changed their guards in turn.
While waiting, Wan Zhaoyi's breath became weaker and weaker, and her chest was rising and falling slowly, as if she was not breathing...
"Girl." Xiao Zhao reminded softly, "Wan Zhaoyi's situation is not good, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
Seeing Wen Jia was crying uncomfortable, she was afraid that it would not work, and she didn't say anything.
Xue Sui held his hands slightly, and the curtain of the car was suddenly lifted by a strong wind.
The sound of horse hooves came again in the distance.
At the end of twilight, a man rode his horse and shattered the sunset, and his hooves were like the sound of a bell that summoned his soul. "Princess, yes, it's the prince consort..."
The girl Dongxu said halfway, but she felt it was inappropriate, "It's the prince consort."
It's still inappropriate, because Lu Youan and Pingle had already separated.
She suddenly thought of something and shouted in surprise: "Princess, it's Mr. Lu who is here."
It's saved! Xue Sui smiled.
See you tomorrow, readers~~