Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 509 Poisoning
When the two entered the prince's residence, they saw that the imperial physician had called all the imperial physicians on duty in the palace, and they were surrounding the eleventh prince's bed with solemn expressions.

Seeing this, the two of them were disheartened. It was over. If the Eleventh Prince died, His Majesty would only have Prince Zuo as his son.

Do we really want to allow this prince who intends to kill his father to ascend the throne?
"What's the situation?" Ling Ze asked in a deep voice.

"The Eleventh Prince has been severely poisoned. Although we have tried our best to save him, the poison is too strong. I'm afraid..." the imperial physician sighed.

"We must find an antidote to the poison, and nothing can happen to the Eleventh Prince." Yao Bin interrupted him anxiously.

"Sir Yao, we also want to save the eleventh prince, but we are powerless." Several imperial doctors sighed.

"Do your best." Yao Bin said helplessly.

Ling Zeze seemed calmer. He looked around and his eyes fell on the herbs and medical books on the table that had not yet been put away. "Have you found out what poison caused this? Where is the antidote?"

The imperial physician frowned and said, "This poison is extremely rare. We have looked through ancient books but have not been able to identify its exact type. As for the antidote, we have no idea at all."

"No matter what, we can't give up. We must save the eleventh prince." Ling Ze said in a deep voice
"We will do our best." said the imperial physician and others.

When Ling Ze and Yao Bin came out of the inner room of the palace, they saw Imperial Concubine Jing drinking tea as if nothing had happened. Ling Ze's eyes flashed and he asked, "Madam Imperial Concubine, don't you want to say something?"

Imperial Concubine Jing placed the teacup on the table, looked at them, and said with a faint smile, "I have nothing to say."

"May I know why the Imperial Concubine did this?" Ling Ze asked.

Concubine Jing smiled, "What did I do?" Without evidence, she would not admit that it was she who arranged for someone to poison the eleventh prince.

"Why was the eleventh prince poisoned?" Ling Ze asked directly.

“Lord Ling, when the eleventh prince was poisoned, I was in the Yangxin Palace just like you. Instead of asking me, you might as well ask yourself.” Imperial Concubine Jing sneered.

"May I ask, are the people serving the Eleventh Prince arranged by the Imperial Concubine?" Ling Ze continued to ask.

"Most of the people around him are elderly people left by his biological mother. The few new ones were arranged by the Palace Slave Department. I am in charge of the six palaces and really don't have the time to inquire about such trivial matters." There was a hint of impatience in Concubine Jing's words, but it also revealed her nobility and reserve as a concubine.

Seeing how watertight she was, Ling Ze became even more suspicious of her. "My Lady, do you want me to find evidence before you tell the truth?"

"Lord Ling, what do you mean by that? The eleventh prince is my adopted son. I love him dearly, so how could I harm him?" A barely perceptible chill flashed across Imperial Concubine Jing's eyes, but she still kept that gentle smile on her face. "Lord Ling, you can't find anyone to blame, so you want to take the blame on me?"

Ling Ze was well aware of Concubine Jing's abilities and status in the harem, and was even more aware of how deep and strategic she was hidden beneath her apparent gentleness.

He bowed slightly, his tone without any emotion: "Your Highness, your words are too kind. I am only doing my duty and investigating the truth to avoid wrongly accusing the innocent. But I will never let go of any suspicious points."

"Then I hope Lord Ling can find out the truth as soon as possible." Concubine Jing touched the jade bracelet on her wrist, with a meaningful smile on her lips.

"I wonder if Your Majesty has heard the saying that no matter how cunning a fox is, it cannot escape the eyes of a good hunter." Ling Ze said meaningfully.

"Lord Ling, if you really care about the Eleventh Prince, you should investigate the person who poisoned him instead of making groundless speculations about me here." Imperial Concubine Jing was impatient to continue her sarcastic remarks with him.

"Your Majesty, what the Imperial Concubine said makes sense. I will investigate it right away." Ling Ze and Yao Bin left the prince's residence.

Yao Bin, who had been observing Concubine Jing, said with certainty, "She did it."

"We have to find evidence, otherwise we can't do anything to her." Ling Ze said calmly.

Yao Bin frowned, "She doesn't do this for Prince Zuo, what's the reason for him to do this?"

He couldn't figure it out either. After all, when the eleventh prince ascended the throne, according to etiquette, he had to honor her as his adoptive mother as the queen mother. This was an extremely lucky thing for a concubine who had lost all her biological children.

"Prince Zuo may know something about it. If we go to the prison and ask Prince Zuo, we may find out why Concubine Jing poisoned her." Ling Ze said.

The two of them went to the prison, and Yun Hao, who had taken Prince Zuo to the prison, went into the palace again. As luck would have it, they missed each other.

Yun Hao went to the prince's residence and asked about the eleventh prince's situation. He remembered that he had seen something similar in a book.

He went home specifically to look for this book. As soon as he entered Linglong Courtyard, he was bumped into by Xiao Yunyu who ran out.

Yun Hao picked him up and held him in his arms, saying with a serious expression: "Yu'er, did Dad tell you not to run in the yard? Your mother is pregnant with your sister. What if you bump into her?"

"Mom is not in the yard, she is in the room." Xiao Yunyu blinked his big eyes and answered innocently.

Yun Hao looked at his lovely son and softened his tone, but he still insisted on his principles: "Even if mom is in the room, you have to be careful, understand? If you fall, it will make mom and dad worry."

"Yu'er understands. I won't do it again." Little Yunyu stretched out his little hand and gently touched Yunhao's cheek, as if asking him not to be angry.

"Where are you going?" Yun Hao asked with a smile.

"Pick flowers and give them to mother." Xiao Yunyu replied.

"Why do you want to pick flowers to give to your mother?" Yun Hao asked.

Xiao Yunyu pouted, "Mom is unhappy."

"Your mother is not unhappy. She is worried about your father." Yun Hao put him down and said, "Go pick flowers."

After sending his son away, Yun Hao hurried to the east room. When he entered, he saw Zhao Wangshu half lying on the kang.

"Madam." Yun Hao walked to her side and called softly.

Zhao Wangshu, who was daydreaming, came back to his senses. Seeing him, he smiled and said, "You're back. Are you hurt?"

As he spoke, he reached out to pull at his clothes.

"I'm fine." Yun Hao held her hands.

"What happened?" Zhao Wangshu looked at him eagerly.

"Prince Zuo led his troops to besiege the Yangxin Palace, trying to force Your Majesty to abdicate. The people I arranged earlier stopped him. When I rushed there, he hadn't yet broken in. I captured him and sent him to prison." Yun Hao said simply.

"My husband is so amazing." Zhao Wangshu praised with a smile.

"Wangshu, I remember you have a copy of the Poison Classic. Can I take another look at it?" Yun Hao did not forget the other reason why he came back.

"Who was poisoned?" Zhao Wangshu asked sharply.

"The eleventh prince." Yun Hao told the truth.

"Poisoned by Prince Zuo?" Zhao Wangshu got down from the kang.

"It should be Concubine Jing." Yun Hao helped her put on her shoes.

Zhao Wangshu was stunned for a moment, "I remember the book was in the study."