"...Does it mean that this is all we can do?"
However, Song Huan seemed to be immersed in his own world and did not see Huo Qi's hesitation and his hard-earned determination.
"Huo Qi, please come into the palace immediately."
"Bring Dr. Lu here!"
Seeing Song Huan's serious face, Huo Qi had no choice but to swallow back half of what he just said: "Yes!"
Not long after, Lu Qianxue was seen stepping into the cabin in the backyard with a hurried look on her face.
"Your Highness, Guard Huo came in a hurry just now, saying that you had something important to see me for!"
"What exactly happened..."
However, Lu Qianxue stopped abruptly midway through her words.
When she saw Cuimei lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her face pale, her eyes widened in surprise!
"Your Highness! Miss Cuimei..."
Lu Qianxue had been in and out of Song Huan's palace many times, and Cuimei warmly entertained her every time, so she also had a great impression of this cute little palace maid.
But seeing Cuimei look like this now, Lu Qianxue couldn't help but be surprised!
"This is……"
Song Huan knew that his face now looked terribly gloomy and extremely ugly.
"Physician Lu, do you have any way of knowing what the last medicine Cuimei took was?"
Lu Qianxue's eyelids twitched suddenly!
Shortly after a person dies, if his organs are cut open, it is indeed possible to learn what he had taken during his lifetime.
But this has always been a job for men. As a doctor, Lu Qianxue has never done such a thing!
Furthermore, after a person dies, he must be buried in peace.
If he hadn't suffered a great injustice, or if his death was unclear, he would never do such a thing to the deceased!
Lu Qianxue is not afraid, but...
"Your Highness, do you really want to do this to Miss Cuimei?"
"just in case……"
If nothing is found, wouldn't it mean that Cuimei will not be able to rest in peace?
Song Huan was extremely persistent.
"check!"
"I don't believe it. Cuimei will become delirious and fall into a well after just drinking the medicine to treat wind and cold!"
"If you can't give Cuimei justice, I will have trouble sleeping and eating!"
Lu Qianxue looked at Song Huan blankly, and seeing the extremely firm look on his brows, she nodded accordingly.
"Your Highness, let me check it for you!"
Half an hour later.
"Squeak——"
Lu Qianxue looked solemn as she opened the door of the cabin and walked out.
Outside the door, Song Huan had dismissed all his servants and was just waiting outside alone.
Seeing that the expression on Lu Qianxue's face was not very good, Song Huan's heart sank immediately.
"How about it?"
Lu Qianxue raised her head and glanced at Song Huan, the expression on her face was hard to describe.
"...Your Highness, you..."
"You guessed it right."
"Miss Cuimei has indeed taken medicine to treat wind-cold, but there are still some residues in her intestines and stomach that are not medicinal materials for treating wind-cold..."
"Although these medicines are non-toxic, they can block people's vision and hearing in a short period of time, and make people temporarily speechless..."
"When added to the medicine for treating wind and cold, it is colorless and odorless and cannot be detected at all..."
"Anyone who knows this recipe must be extremely proficient in medical skills!"
Hearing this, Song Huan felt his heart tighten!
Cuimei was not poisoned, but because she couldn't see or hear, she fumbled around and fell into a dry well.
She couldn't speak, so naturally she couldn't call for help. She had no way to ask for help from others!
In the dead of night, her eyes were dark and she couldn't make a sound, so she could only fumble around.
How desperate must she have been at that time?
Thinking of all this, Song Huan felt a strong sadness in his heart!
"Huo Qi."
"My subordinate is here!"
"Go and bring the imperial physician named Zhang Binghe to me."
"yes!"
Hearing Zhang Binghe's name, Lu Qianxue couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Zhang Binghe...
Such a familiar name.
By the way, isn't this the little imperial doctor who took the initiative to beg me and said that he wanted to come to Prince Rong's Mansion to fulfill his ambition?
Could it be that his and Cuimei's death...
related?
Thinking of this, Lu Qianxue was secretly surprised!
If this is true, then wouldn't he become the murderer who indirectly killed Cuimei...
Just as he was lost in thought, he saw Zhang Binghe walking up with his head lowered, following Huo Qi.
"Your Highness, do you want to see me?"
Zhang Binghe always lowered his head, his face very calm.
There was even a hint of a winning smile!
The medical skills of the Zhang family in Hexi were enough to give Zhang Binghe such confidence.
But when he raised his head and saw Lu Qianxue standing behind Song Huan, his eyes completely changed.
"Lu, Doctor Lu..."
"Why are you here?"
Song Huan did not intend to give Zhang Binghe a chance to speak. With a glance, Huo Qi had already pulled out the sword from his waist and quickly made two cuts on Zhang Binghe's patella.
"Miso--"
"ah!"
After two flashes of cold light, Zhang Binghe was already covering his knees and lying on the ground rolling in pain.
There was gurgling blood flowing out from between his fingers. Song Huan saw this scene in his eyes, but his eyes were so cold that there was no emotion.
"Tell me, who sent you to be by my side?"
"Unjustly accused..."
"It's unfair, Your Highness!"
"Weichen really doesn't understand what you are saying!"
Zhang Binghe's knees were filled with heart-breaking pain. Faced with Song Huan's sudden attack, he was shocked and shocked.
But he knew that at this critical moment, he could never reveal a word!
Once you tell the truth, your life will be in danger!
Looking at Zhang Binghe, who was as smelly and hard as a pit stone, Song Huan's face was cold and expressionless.
Huo Qi continued to wave the short blade in his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Binghe's arms hung straight down like kites with broken strings.
"ah!"
"It's unjust... It's really unjust!"
"Your Highness!"
With his legs and arms unable to support him, Zhang Binghe could only lie down straight on the ground like a puppet without support.
"What did His Highness ask you? You'd better ask for it truthfully!" Huo Qi looked coldly at Zhang Binghe who fell on the ground. "The next time I attack, it will be your eyeballs!"
"Your Highness..."
"Your Highness..."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Hahahahahaha!"
Zhang Binghe originally wanted to beg for mercy, but at that moment, his eyes came into contact with Lu Qianxue, who was standing far away.
There was panic, fear, anxiety and worry in Lu Qianxue's eyes.
The only thing is, there is no need to worry!
"Ah……"
"It turns out that I have put so much effort into doing it, but in the end it was just a joke..."
"It's all a joke!"
Zhang Binghe fell into madness and laughed wildly.
His posture was very strange, as if he were a tool with no control over his hands and feet.
Coupled with his extremely hoarse voice, it makes people feel even more frightened and suffocated!
