Power-hungry and cold-blooded

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Shunyi bent her waist lower, and her demeanor became a little more humble:

"Your Majesty is right. The Crown Princess is weak and the current epidemic may be dangerous. I will go and tell the imperial doctor to pay attention to the Crown Princess' health."

Seeing that Shunyi understood what she meant, the queen turned her head with satisfaction.

He bowed obediently and left, only to burn two sticks of incense before leaving again.

"Mother, the general's wife just entered the palace and said that there is not an epidemic in the city, but someone has poisoned her."

The Queen was surprised and said: "Poison? Poisoning the people in the city? What are you trying to do?"

Shunyi: "I don't know for the moment, your Majesty has sent someone to check."

The queen thought for a moment, but still had no clue:

"The people who were poisoned were just ordinary people. It has nothing to do with the palace. Just keep an eye on them."

Shunyi: "Yes. The Crown Princess..."

Queen: "Although Imperial Physician Xue was demoted back to the palace by Your Majesty, his medical skills are still there. You go to Imperial Physician Xue and ask him to find out what kind of poison is among the people in the city. Be quick, it's best to cure the disease before the antidote is prepared. Make the poison and use it."

Shunyi's heart was beating like thunder, she calmed down and quickly walked out of the house.

Never sleep.

After An Zhixian heard all the news, his face was filled with cynicism:

"The man in the palace arranged such a chess game not to check for the missing silver coins. He took the opportunity to explore the reality of each government."

An Nanfeng: "I just pity the people who died innocently this time. They thought it was an epidemic or a natural disaster until they died."

An Zhixian said angrily: "The royal family is power-hungry and cold-blooded, and they can kill their own siblings. A dozen or so weak and sick common people are of no concern to his world, so how could he care about their lives or lives."

Speaking of this, An Zhixian clenched his fist and smashed the table:

"It's my fault. I knew he was cold-blooded, but I didn't expect him to be so heartless. I should have taken more precautions."

An Nanfeng: "Don't feel so guilty. How can I blame you?"

An Zhixian took a deep breath and exhaled the turbid air suppressed in his heart:

"The people from Fengqi Palace have gone to see Imperial Physician Xue. The Crown Princess may be in danger. Please send a message to someone on the mountain."

An Nanfeng agreed and asked Ling Jiu to deliver the message.

"One more thing, Han Yaohui sent Sun Jian from the vanguard camp of the Zhenxi Army to the third prince."

"What's so special about this person?"

An Nanfeng: "This Sun Jian is very good at martial arts. He is best at tracking and reconnaissance. Although he is only a deputy general in the Pioneer Camp and has little reputation, he has followed Han Yaohui for more than ten years and is Han Yaohui's die-hard loyalist."

An Zhixian: "Under such a situation, the person Han Yaohui sent must be his confidant. He has followed Han Yaohui for more than ten years, which means that he should know all Han Yaohui's people."

An Nanfeng: "He should know, but based on his character and loyalty, I'm afraid it won't be easy to say anything."

An Zhixian: "People always have weaknesses. Now that he has come to Kyoto, he can always think of a way. What is Lin Jinyan doing?"

An Zhixian suddenly changed the topic. An Nanfeng was only stuck for a moment, and then his expression softened:

"As soon as Miss Lin knew it was not an epidemic, she ordered her medicine shop to take care of the poisoned people. Because of the large number of people, she also set aside the weaving and dyeing workshops not far from the medicine shop to accommodate them."

"The doctors and clerks in the medicine shop were busy with their feet off the floor. In the afternoon, the general's wife entered the palace to meet the saint, and the court took over and sent an imperial doctor. At this time, Miss Lin ordered the embroiderer and the clerk in the dyeing shop to treat the poisoned people. Stew meat soup to replenish the body.”

(End of chapter)