Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 93 Changes (4)

"Quick! Get out of the way! The imperial doctor is here!"

Hearing the voices of people outside the hall, Shen Jingshu's phoenix eyes flashed, and she was about to leave.

No matter what conspiracy is hidden in what happened tonight, she can't hide from what should come.

It's better to watch the show on the sidelines and see how that man is going to harm her.

She returned to her seat with a calm expression. Murong Li stared at her for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "You really don't know how to detoxify them?"

For some reason, Murong Li just believed that she would cure the poison on those three people.

As for why he didn't save him, Murong Li didn't quite understand.

She lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, then raised her eyes to look at Murong Li, and said very seriously: "Murong Li, if someone wants to take me into prison later, you have to show your strength and don't let them catch me go in."

Murong Li thumped slightly, and the eyes that locked her darkened a little.

"What do you mean? Why did they arrest you? Did you do something bad behind my king's back?"

"I'm in Prince Gong's Mansion every day, don't you know if I did anything bad or not?"

Taking a sharp look at Murong, Shen Jingshu looked at the group of imperial doctors who were busy in the distance.

"You just need to remember one thing, if I die, don't expect to see your face again!"

When she said this, the imperial doctor had already got the results, one of them strode forward and bowed to Murong Zheng who was on the stage.

"Reporting to the emperor, the ministers and others have checked the results, and the three young ladies were all drunk for a while."

Shen Jingshu didn't even blink his eyes, glanced at Murong Zhe who was sitting opposite, calmly picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a shallow sip.

Later, she was going to fight with the officials with her tongue and not moisten her throat. How could she have the strength to fight against these old sour scholars who harbor evil intentions?
Murong Li followed her gaze and looked at Murong Zhe, and suddenly understood what was going on, his eagle eyes sharpened a little, and then he locked onto the imperial doctor.

In this hall, if anyone wants Shen Jingshu's life, of course it is his third brother Murong Zhe!
"Is there a solution?" Murong Zheng asked the key point.

The old imperial doctor shook his head with a serious expression on his face.

"The old minister has no solution. The reason why this poison is called the world's strange poison is that the poison is violent and the antidote is difficult to control."

"More importantly, the poisoned person will be brain-dead after being poisoned for more than half an hour. Even if the poison is finally cured, the poisoned person will never want to live like a normal person again."

Undoubtedly, there was a thunderclap at these words, and it hit the parents of the three girls violently, all six of them swayed unsteadily, and then the heart-piercing wailing resounded in Chengming Hall.

"Yunhua! My daughter..."

"Wanxin, Wanxin, why is your life so hard, and who is going to kill you..."

"As always!"

After Cai Changru's mother wailed, she passed out. If the maid hadn't helped her in time, she would have fallen to the ground.

Murong Zheng's face darkened, "Can you find out the source of this poison?"

The imperial doctor glanced in the direction of Shen Jingshu, but unexpectedly met Murong's sharp and cold eyes, his little heart trembled uncontrollably.

However, he didn't intend to back down, his bowed waist sank, and he said: "Jingchen, Imperial Physician Feng and Imperial Physician Zhang found out that the three girls were poisoned by the rouge on their faces."

Zheng——

Chengming Palace was as quiet as death.

Can't even smell breath.

After a while, the three adults came to their senses, Master Wen said in surprise, "What did you say? Are you serious?"

　#呵two voices, girls, tickets, if you don’t give them, I can only play hooligans to you, huh?Why don't you take out the ticket soon? #
　　
　
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