Yan Xiu didn't know about the quarrel between Zhu Sijia and Zhaohua, so he smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, the imperial sister hasn't been to Changle Palace for a long time."
Zhu Scarlett smiled lightly: "It's been a long time indeed."
When Zhaohua entered the palace, the three people in the palace were frightened by her expression.
How could she be so haggard?
Yan Xiu spared her courtesy and asked the palace maid to help her sit down quickly. Even this small movement made Zhaohua frown from exhaustion.
Zhu Sijia ordered someone to serve tea, and said sincerely: "Sister Huang, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you so thin and so thin?"
Zhaohua calmed down for a long time before he answered her vaguely: "It's just an old illness, it's not a problem."
However, Zhu Sijia insisted on asking: "Sister Huang, have you asked a doctor to check it out?"
Zhaohua nodded: "The doctor in my palace has served me for many years and knows my constitution best. If he said that I am fine, I will just pretend that I am not."
Yan Xiu said coldly: "Doctor? I'm afraid he's not a quack doctor. I'll call you Imperial Doctor Liu."
Zhaohua did not reject Yan Xiu's proposal and sat quietly aside, slowly sipping tea.
Zhu Sijia could see at a glance that Zhaohua himself knew that there was something wrong with his body. He came to the palace today not only to talk to her about old times, but more importantly, to meet with the imperial doctor in person in front of her and Yan Xiu.
Not long after, Doctor Liu arrived and after warming his hands, he dared to check Zhaohua's pulse. The more he checked, the uglier his face became.
When the tea in the cup was completely cold, Yan Xiu put down the cup, raised his eyes and asked Imperial Physician Liu, "How is it?"
Doctor Liu's expression was solemn, and he knelt directly in front of several people, leaned down, and said in a panic tone: "Your Majesty, your Royal Highness's illness is not an old disease, but poisoning!"
The last trace of hope in Zhaohua's heart was lost. She stood up tremblingly and sobbed: "Seriously?"
Zhu Sijia stepped forward and helped her sit down: "Sister, please be patient and listen to Dr. Liu's explanation in detail."
Yan Xiu's expression did not change much, but his eyes were gloomier than the sky outside the palace. He slowly played with the finger on his right hand. With just a few more points of force, the finger would turn into dust. He asked Imperial Physician Liu:
"Is there any chance of a cure?"
Doctor Liu sighed and introduced the poison to everyone.
This poison is called Acacia Killer. It is different from most poisons in that it is a chronic poison.
The poisoned person will only experience symptoms of fatigue, dreaminess and drowsiness at first. However, as time goes by, the poisoned person will gradually lose his memory and even lose the ability to walk. He is no different from a disabled person and can only lie on the bed to survive. , until the end of life.
Doctor Liu: "The poison on the eldest princess's body can be completely detoxified, but your highness has been poisoned for a long time. The poison has spread through the meridians of the body and even the internal organs. Although there is no danger of life after complete detoxification,... the eldest princess's internal strength can no longer be as good as before. And he will be affected by the toxicity for life, and he will be extremely afraid of cold."
For a person with martial arts skills, such news is a huge blow.
Zhaohua couldn't accept it for a moment, his eyes went dark, and he fainted in Zhu Sijia's arms.
…
When Zhaohua opened his eyes again, the sun was setting and he was already lying in the side hall of Changle Palace.
Yan Xiu still had political affairs to deal with, and the only one who stayed with her in the side hall was Zhu Sijia. When Zhaohua woke up, Zhu Sijia was quietly practicing embroidery in front of the candlelight.
Zhaohua was distraught. She was clearly ready to apologize to Zhu Sijia, but she forgot about it after learning that she had really been poisoned.
Now that she came back to her senses, she didn't expect that the person who was by her side during her critical moment was actually Zhu Sijia.
Zhu Sijia's hearing was sensitive. She heard Zhaohua turning over, put down the embroidery frame, sat by the bed and asked Zhaohua:
"Sister Huang just had a low fever. Doctor Liu has already prescribed a prescription to bring down your fever. As for the poison in Sister Huang's body... there is no need to worry. With His Majesty and concubine here, Sister Huang will definitely recover in time."
"Don't worry, His Majesty has secretly ordered a thorough investigation of those who dare to kill you in the princess's palace."
Compared with the injuries on her body, what Zhaohua cares about now is the injuries in her heart. Who else can be close to her in the princess's house besides the Marquis of Guangping?
Even though Yuan Haoyu hadn't told her the truth he had found out, Zhaohua had already had an extremely ominous premonition.
Looking at Zhu Sijia who was looking forward and backward for her, Zhaohua smiled bitterly, forced himself to sit up straight, and held Zhu Sijia's hand:
"Scarlett, what happened earlier was my fault. I had too low a view of people's hearts. Only now do I understand that even my husband, my wife, and the person next to me can betray me, not to mention... in short, Thank you for your company today."
Zhu Sijia pretended to be dumbfounded: "Pillow person? What does the emperor mean?"
Zhaohua was heartbroken: "Yes, the poison on my body was most likely caused by my consort."
Zhu Sijia never thought that Marquis Guangping would dare to act so boldly for Zhou Caiwei. He had never done this for that little Qingmei in his previous life.
Therefore, she also had a share of responsibility for Zhaohua's murder. If she didn't feel righteous and intervened, how could she have ended up with Zhaohua losing all his martial arts skills?
Before Zhu Sijia recovered, Zhaohua begged her again:
"I would like to ask you not to make any noise about this matter, let alone say anything to His Majesty. I have my own choice."
Zhu Scarlett paused and promised her: "Okay."
Ignoring Zhu Sijia's dissuasion, Zhaohua forcibly returned to the princess mansion that night, pretending that nothing happened.
On the way, a sharp arrow flew into the carriage, with a piece of paper clipped on it. Zhaohua took off the paper and looked at it. In familiar handwriting, he wrote a residence on Shili South Street, Xijing, and nothing else.
Although Yuan Haoyu didn't say much, Zhaohua already understood everything. Marquis Guangping really raised a woman outside.
When we arrived at the Princess Mansion, Marquis Guangping also happened to return home.
He had just come back from stealing fragrance from Zhou Caiwei during the day. Before he could even wash off the smell of powder on his body, he hugged Zhaohua again and wanted to have some intimacy. He was so happy with Zhou Caiwei's sweet words today that he didn't mind sprinkling some more rain and dew on her. Zhaohua is the real wife.
Zhaohua pushed him away and forced a smile: "I am very tired."
Marquis Guangping still wanted to kiss her, but Zhaohua kept dodging: "Don't act recklessly. I will have to go to the palace to meet the emperor in the future. It will be disrespectful to disobey your majesty."
"Your Highness is entering the palace again?" Marquis Guangping could only pull up his trousers, "If you didn't just enter today, why would you want to enter again the next day?"
Zhaohua calmly explained to him: "When I entered the palace today, I heard that your majesty and the empress were discussing the new Taixue. The new Taixue is an unprecedented move. I want Huaijin and Huaiyu to study at the Taixue next year. "
Marquis Guangping almost forgot about his children, and finally there was a little shame on his face. He took Zhaohua's hand and said, "You have gone to trouble for our children."
If Huaijin and Huaiyu are successful in the future, he, as a father, will also have a bright future.
The most important thing is that when Zhaohua enters the palace again in the future, he will have another chance to have a private meeting with Zhou Caiwei.
On the other side, the palace.
Zhu Sijia urgently handed a letter to Suiyu, asking him to send it to Prince Yan's Mansion quickly and hand it over to Zhu Siying.
"You have to watch Miss Third read the letter, burn it clean, and then come back. Do you understand?"
