The emperor's uncle is the only favorite: the mysterious doctor's crazy concubine is going

Chapter 140 Black Chen Stone
  Shen Zhuoxi spread out the handkerchief, handed it to Huizhi, and said, "Look at this broken stone."
  Huizhi stretched her neck and took a look, but found nothing unusual. She said, "The Wudan stone is very precious. I have never seen it before. Is there something wrong?"
  "Wudan stone is very precious, but this is not wudan stone at all!" Shen Zhuoxi pointed to the beads on the bracelet and said, "Look carefully, are there dotted lines inside?"
  Huizhi picked it up and looked at it in the direction of light, and said, "It's true, there are a lot of dark dots inside."
  Shen Zhuoxi sneered and said: "The reason why Wudan stone is precious is that it is transparent and bright, without impurities. It contains a natural thing, and it can be worn for a long time to calm the mind."
  "But the one in your hand is called black stone. The difference between the two words is completely contradictory. The black spots in the black stone are like chronic poison. Wearing it for a long time will kill people invisible."
  Hui Zhi's hands trembled in fright, and she suddenly realized: "The young master has really tried his best. He actually dares to wear this kind of poison himself, and has tried so hard to harm you!"
  "Yes." Shen Zhuoxi took back the bracelet and played with it through the handkerchief: "He was full of lies. He said he didn't know I had recovered a long time ago. In fact, he had already prepared how to deal with me."
  "Speaking of which, Wuchen stone is very rare, just like Wudan stone. It is especially difficult to distinguish and difficult for Shen Zehuan to find."
  "In this case, how can the young lady recognize it?" Huizhi asked curiously: "Weren't you always in the Taishi Mansion before?"
  Shen Zhuoxi expected that she would ask, so he smiled and said: "There is a golden house in the book. It is recorded in the book left by my mother."
  She knew it because she had seen him in the Valley of Divine Doctors.
  Someone sought medical treatment with the Wudan stone, and was recognized by the elders of the clan. Out of curiosity, she went to observe, and the elders of the clan taught her how to distinguish.
  This must not be told to Eizhi.
  Huizhi didn't have any doubts and just asked: "Then what should I do with this black stone?"
  "If you stop wearing it rashly, they will definitely become suspicious." Shen Zhuoxi shook the hairpin in his hand and said, "Go back and wash up first and change your clothes."
  In the front yard, everyone was still surrounding Shen Zehuan. Shen Zehuan told interesting things about his study tour, making everyone laugh.
  As he spoke, Shen Zehuan changed the subject and said, "We once met someone in Xiangzhou who had a similar condition to the second sister. The man was in his thirties, and even though he had consulted doctors, he didn't get any better."
  "Where did this miracle doctor come from? He cured my second sister instantly?"
  Yu Qinglian smiled and gave an overview of the matter, and finally said: "His Royal Highness King Yu has great magical powers, so it is not unusual to find a miracle doctor."
  "Eh?" Shen Zehuan asked curiously: "If that's the case, why hasn't His Highness King Yu's eyes been cured?"
  Aunt Yang listened silently and couldn't help but said: "The young master has just come back, and he actually knows how His Highness King Yu's eyes are?"
  He just said that he didn't know that Shen Zhuoxi had recovered, but he knew that King Yu, who was out of reach of him, had bad eyes!
  Shen Zehuan took a deep look at Aunt Yang and said, "The third prince cares about his uncle. I follow you around, so I will naturally know."
  "Yes, our Zehuan is following the third prince." Yu Qinglian glanced at Aunt Yang dissatisfied: "How can you interrupt here?"
  "I'm curious too." Aunt Yang didn't pay attention and smiled.
  There was no change on Shen Zehuan's face, and he said, "I don't blame Aunt Yang. I asked out of curiosity. After all, the second sister looks completely different from before."
  "I remember when I left home, my second sister was crazy and silly. She couldn't even speak. I was really surprised when I first saw her. If my grandmother hadn't told her, I would have thought she was my sister from another family!"
  "What you said makes sense." Yu Qinglian cooperated: "Don't talk about the change in appearance, just talk about other things. Didn't you see that at the mid-year banquet, your second sister was the leader in poetry and painting."
  "Not only that, but his medical skills are also very good. Just because he healed His Highness King Yu's eyes, His Highness King Yu rewarded me with so many good things!"
  "Ah?" Shen Zehuan looked surprised: "To put it bluntly, the second sister has been stupid for more than ten years. She rarely even touches books. She relies on Aunt Ju to teach her a few words."
  "Even if you are cured, how can you learn so many things in a short period of time? If you don't have many years of accumulated medical skills, it is impossible to learn them!"
  "It's not just you who are curious, we are also curious." Shen Xinyu waved her fan gently: "When I asked the second sister, she just said she was gifted and then stopped. Ha, we can't ask too many questions."
  Shen Zehuan scratched his head and said, "Oh, it's really strange. I will ask the second sister later."
  Several people said something to each other, but the person who said it had ulterior motives.
  The old lady was listening on the sidelines. The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong. Even Shen Heshan's eyebrows twisted into the Chinese character "Chuan".
  Unexpectedly, Shen Zhuoxi had become the center of the conversation and went back to wash up and change clothes.
  When Aunt Ju was arranging her dirty clothes, she accidentally saw the black stone bracelet and muttered: "Miss likes this kind of black paint, why don't you get it from the warehouse instead of buying it outside?"
  Shen Zhuoxi paused while putting on clothes: "What do you mean, mama, is there this in the warehouse?"
  "Yes." Aunt Ju took the black stone and looked up and down: "This thing is exactly the same as what His Highness King Yu sent you!"
  "When did His Highness King Yu give me this?" Shen Zhuoxi put on his clothes and walked out from behind the screen, saying, "Don't be mistaken."
  "Yes, it was sent to you two days ago. It is a reward given to you at the mid-year banquet." Aunt Ju said firmly: "At that time, the slave thought it was strange when he took it to the warehouse."
  "Why are there such jet-black jewelry? I want to ask you. You were busy with Renxintang affairs in those days, so you just asked your servant to put the things away."
  Jing Muling sent someone to bring some jewelry. Shen Zhuoxi thought that she wouldn't need it for the time being, so she didn't check it. She didn't expect that there was this inside!
  "Take it out, quickly." She was overjoyed.
  Luck is here, you can’t stop it!
  Just now I thought that black stone is difficult to imitate, but I didn't expect that it is already available.
  Aunt Ju quickly searched out a bunch of ebony stones from the warehouse.
  The appearance and size are almost the same as those given by Jing Muling.
  Shen Zhuoxi took a look and went to the front hall with satisfaction.
  Everyone's suspicion of Shen Zhuoxi continued. As soon as Shen Zhuoxi reached the door, she heard her name being said inside.
  "But you've been waiting for a long time?" Shen Zhuoxi pretended not to know and walked in: "It took me some time to wash up."
  Seeing her come in, everyone stopped talking.
  Yu Qinglian glanced at her and said, "It's okay, the food hasn't been served yet."
  "That's good." Shen Zhuoxi sat down on the chair next to him and said, "You heard my name just now, what are you talking about?"
  "Second sister, I'm just curious." Shen Zehuan took over and said, "You are very good at poetry, song, and painting. How did you master it in such a short time? You know, my eldest sister, it took me so long to achieve this."
  Shen Zhuoxi raised his eyelids slightly and said calmly: "Maybe it's talent. After all, my mother is very knowledgeable. If she wasn't jealous of talents, she would probably be a famous Chinese scholar now."
  (End of this chapter)