Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 338 Poisoning
The three princes were biting dogs, and some were impeached every day. The court was filled with chaos and chaos. Yun Hao watched with cold eyes and had a good time. He took a few days off and stayed at home with Zhao Wangshu to raise his baby.

Yun Hao went to the study room in the outer courtyard to deal with some minor matters, and then returned to Zhenlong Courtyard. When he entered, he saw Zhao Wangshu sitting on the recliner under the ivy frame, holding a book in his hand, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

The sunlight filtered through the treetops and dappled her body and hair, adding a soft halo to her gentle temperament.

Yun Hao stepped forward and asked softly: "Wang Shu, what are you reading? Your brows are wrinkled as you read?"

"Master gave me an ancient book. Some of the prescriptions in it are quite profound. I am thinking about the secrets." Zhao Wangshu knew that Dr. Shen had returned from other places, so he went over yesterday to let her take his pulse.

Hearing this, Yun Hao smiled slightly, sat next to Zhao Wangshu, took the ancient book in her hand, and looked through it.

Although he is not a doctor, he has read poetry and books since he was a child and is also involved in medical theory.

After looking at it for a while, Yun Hao raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The prescriptions in this ancient book are indeed profound, but some of the medicinal materials in them seem to be quite rare and difficult to find."

Zhao Wangshu nodded and said: "Master said the same, but she is trying to find these medicinal materials, and I also want to do my little bit."

"You can't go out and run around at this time." Yun Hao said, looking at her bulging belly.

"I'm talking about paying." Zhao Wangshu snorted, "I'm a pregnant woman running around. That's not helping, it's causing trouble."

Yun Hao smiled and reached out to touch her face, "Madam is so good."

Zhao Wangshu gently brushed his hand away and said angrily: "Don't make trouble. Look at this recipe. If you can actually make a medicine and use it on injured soldiers on the battlefield, the casualties will be reduced."

Hearing this, Yun Hao lowered his head and looked at Fang Zi. Although he was trapped in the capital by the emperor and the Yun Family Army was disbanded, he was well aware of the cruelty on the battlefield.

Every intersection of swords may mean the loss of life.

If the prescriptions in this ancient book can really produce a healing elixir, it will undoubtedly be a great boon to the soldiers.

But for these medicinal materials, Yun Hao frowned, "Bone-continuing grass, blood stem flower, purple frost vine... These medicinal materials are extremely rare. It will be difficult to get them together."

Zhao Wangshu nodded, "It is indeed not easy, but I believe that as long as you are determined, you can always find it."

Yun Hao thought for a while, "You can ask the mountain people to help find it with money."

"Then take the silver and ask the mountain people to help find it." Zhao Wangshu said cheerfully.

"You have to draw the picture, otherwise the mountain people won't recognize it." Yun Hao thought more carefully.

Zhao Wangshu said resolutely: "Let's go paint now." After saying that, he stood up and pulled Yun Hao to the study.

"Madam, Madam, please slow down, please slow down, look after your stomach." Yun Hao was startled by her actions.

"He's six or seven months old. He's firmly in his belly. Don't be so nervous." Zhao Wangshu said, continuing to pull Yun Hao forward without stopping.
There were pictures and detailed annotations in the ancient books. Yun Hao quickly drew several medicinal materials according to the gourd and painted ladle, and marked them with detailed characteristics to facilitate the identification of the mountain people.

"Early tomorrow morning, I will send someone to take the money and these pictures to the mountains farther away to ask for help from the mountain people." Yun Hao said.

Zhao Wangshu nodded, "Well, I'll leave this matter to my husband."

"Madam, don't worry, I will live up to my trust." Yun Hao said with a smile.

"Thank you, husband." Zhao Wangshu wanted to lean into his arms, but his big belly blocked the couple from hugging each other face to face.

Yun Hao gently held her shoulders and let her lean against him.

But the peaceful days are always short-lived. On the fourth day of Yun Hao's vacation, he was supposed to accompany Zhao Wangshu back to his parents' home to visit his elders.

Someone came from the palace, "Master Yun, your Majesty is summoning you urgently."

Yun Hao frowned and turned to look at Zhao Wangshu, his eyes full of apology, "Wangshu, it seems that I can't accompany you back to your parents' home today."

"It doesn't matter. Come into the palace quickly." Zhao Wangshu smiled softly. Yun Hao hurriedly changed into his official uniform and followed the chamberlain into the palace.

Along the way, he was thinking, what happened when His Majesty summoned him urgently at this time?

Not to mention that the dynasty had already dispersed, even if it had not, there was no need to rush to summon him as a commander of the Longting Guards if there were hundreds of civil and military officials present.

His Majesty summoned him urgently and explained that the incident occurred in the harem.

Yun Hao was thinking in his heart and arrived at the imperial study room without knowing it.

Standing outside the imperial study room, one could vaguely hear a woman crying.

A flash of understanding flashed in Yun Hao's eyes. It was really something that the ladies in the harem had done to them.

The chamberlain went in and came out, "Master Yun, please invite me."

Yun Hao walked in and saw Mr. Xianggui lying on the ground.

He stepped forward and saluted without looking away, "I have met your Majesty. May your Majesty be safe."

"Jingyao, you are here." The emperor pointed at Xianggui, "The people around the eleventh prince ate the cakes she sent and were poisoned and died."

Yun Hao frowned when he heard this.

As the emperor became more and more afraid of his adult son, his love for the eleventh prince grew day by day. Someone dared to poison the eleventh prince, which naturally made the emperor furious.

"Your Majesty, this matter is no small matter. I will do my best to find out the truth." Yun Hao said in a deep voice.

"Jingyao, I know your ability. I'll leave this matter to you to investigate. I can rest assured." The emperor was worried that someone would poison him.

Yun Hao agreed, and then looked at Mr. Xianggui, his eyes as bright as a torch, "Mr. Xianggui, please come with me."

Xianggui raised his head, his face full of tears, "I won't go, I won't go, I didn't poison him."

She couldn't help it, so two chamberlains came forward, held her up and dragged her out.

Yun Hao saluted the emperor and followed him out.

Xianggui was dragged to Shen Prison, which was the place where the guilty concubines in Longtingweiguan's harem were kept.

Xianggui, who was imprisoned in the cell, sat on the ground, holding his knees with his hands, shivering.

The cell was dark and damp, and the air was filled with a musty and putrid smell that was unbearable.

Xianggui's body was trembling. She looked up at Yun Hao, her eyes full of despair and pleading: "Master Yun, I really didn't poison him. I really didn't poison him."

Yun Hao didn't speak, just looked at her deeply for a while, turned and left, summoned his men, and began to investigate the matter.

"Let the imperial doctor determine what kind of poison the cake is?"

"Bring all the people around Mr. Xianggui and examine them one by one."

"Check whether Gui Xiang and Concubine Liu ever had bad relations?"

After his men took the order and left, Yun Hao stood outside the cell, looking at the bright sunshine, but his heart was heavy and bored.

Harem battles have always been complicated. This poisoning incident may seem simple, but in fact it may involve many forces.

The four princes are all eyeing the throne, and any one of them may take action and then blame others.

Xianggui was still sobbing softly in the cell, and her voice echoed in the empty prison, which seemed extremely desolate.