The prince sleeps thousands of times: The sturdy and spoiled concubine is busy chasing her husband

Chapter 76
He suddenly remembered the song she sang at the Hundred Flowers Banquet that day.

"Because I've had a few rounds with a demon even if it's extremely intimidating and doesn't make peace

Because it was not long before I knew who I wanted to be. "It's hard to become who you want to be, why can't you escape...

"Husband! We must find the murderer and avenge my sister~" He Rouling's voice was no longer pleasant, because she was hoarse from crying too much.

"Okay, don't cry anymore." Yi Qingxiao's voice was no longer gentle, and seemed a little angry!He Rouling stopped crying, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that He Lanshan still held a certain place in the prince's heart.

However, it doesn't matter, anyway, she has no way to fight with herself!

"Where's Lanshan's maid?" Yi Qingxiao sorted out his thoughts, he couldn't let Lanshan leave without knowing why.

"Back to the prince, the slave girl Shui'er is the lady's personal maid." Shui'er knelt down, her eyes were also red.

Unlike He Rouling's, He Rouling is kneaded, while Shui'er is spicy~spicy.

"The crown prince asks you, what suspicious person came to this room today, and what did Lanshan eat?" Yi Qingxiao started the interrogation like a dog.

(Forgive me for being so easy to understand, who made Yi Qingxiao abandon our beautiful girl Miss He Lanshan...)
"Servant... back to... the Crown Prince, only Concubine Gu has been to Miss's room, and... Miss has only eaten cakes brought by Concubine Gu." Shui'er finished speaking weeping.

"Come here, call Gu Meng to the prince..." Yi Qingxiao's voice was a little annoyed.

"Yes." Luyi looked at He Rouling's eyes and trotted all the way to call Gu Meng.

"The imperial doctor is here..." A white-bearded imperial doctor came running with a box, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Panting for breath, he was about to meet the prince when he was roughly dragged to the bed.

"Hurry up and heal... If you can't cure this prince, you will die!"

"Yes, yes." The imperial physician didn't care about tidying up the clothes wrinkled by the prince, and went to He Lanshan to feel the pulse.

"Huh..." The imperial doctor looked a little flustered, his pulse was normal, but he wasn't breathing!
"What's the matter?" Yi Qingxiao came up.

"This... old minister..." The imperial physician was also indecisive for a moment, he had never seen this before.

In Yi Qingxiao's eyes, the imperial physician's hesitation meant that he could not be cured.

"Prince, this is the leftover pastry my lady ate at noon." Shui'er couldn't help but feel anxious when the imperial doctor stepped forward to feel her pulse. When she saw the leftover pastry, she thought of a good way to divert her attention.

"Bring it up and show it to the imperial physician." Sure enough, Yi Qingxiao saw that the leftover cakes no longer stayed beside He Lanshan's bed.

The imperial physician picked up a piece of leftover pastry, put it under his nose and smelled it, then took out a white bottle from the box, uncapped the bottle and poured it on the pastry.

Immediately a puff of white smoke came out of the pastry.

Seeing this, everyone understands it very well!There is poison in this pastry...

"This is a broken soul. People who eat it will lose their internal organs and die of pain within a quarter of an hour." The imperial doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead due to nervousness, thinking in his heart.

Since this woman ate this broken soul, she definitely won't come back to life.

Although the pulse was steady, he was not breathing.

It is said that maybe the prince will punish himself for misdiagnosis, hey, let's wait and see!

(End of this chapter)