The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 81 The pastry is poisonous
Wen Yi took the detoxification prescription for a few days, and Song Yunqian saw that her face was still a little pale, and there was even a faint blackness between her brows, so she ordered Zhuge Ming to take Wen Yi's pulse.

Zhuge Ming came to the palace to take Wen Yi's pulse, he frowned while taking the pulse, finally let go of Wen Yi's hand, and asked, "What have you eaten these two days?"

Seeing his solemn expression, Song Yunqian asked worriedly, "Has the poison been cleared?"

Zhuge Ming said: "Not only has it not been cleared, but it has become serious. It is believed that the dose has increased a little, which caused her complexion to look a little bad."

Wen Yi was stunned, "I've been very careful about what I eat during this time, and I've tested everything with a silver needle, and it's not poisonous."

"Are you sure you have tested everything?" Zhuge Ming stared at her and said, "Think carefully, what else have you eaten but not tested?"

Wen Yi frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Except for the dim sum at Ke'er's."

Song Yunqian was taken aback for a moment, then said, "It can't be Ke'er."

Wen Yi also said, "I also think it's impossible to be Ke'er."

Zhuge Ming said: "I also believe that it wasn't her. Wen Yi saved her. She regards Wen Yi as a savior. It is impossible to poison Wen Yi. She has no motive. But for the sake of caution, it is better to test it. Now you You go to Ke'er's place every day, so you eat her snacks every day?"

"Yes!" Wen Yi said.

Song Yunqian frowned, "In this case, I really need to test it!"

This day, Wen Yi and Zhuge Ming took Ke'er's pulse. He saw a table of dim sum on the table and asked, "Why do you prepare so many dim sum? You can't eat these things yet."

Ke'er smiled and said, "I prepared it for my sister."

Zhuge Ming said: "Oh, you still have this filial piety! Can you give me some too?"

Ke'er laughed and said, "It sounds like I'm being petty, eat, eat, but when I'm well, you guys have to make me a big table of meals."

"Greedy ghost!" Wen Yi cursed with a smile, she looked at Ke'er, no matter what, she couldn't believe that this smiling girl would poison her.

Zhuge Ming picked up a piece of white flower weed cake and put it in his mouth, took two bites, and then spit it out. Ke'er looked at him in astonishment, "Why? Isn't it delicious?"

Zhuge Ming raised his head and stared at her with scrutiny, and said slowly: "These pastries are poisonous!"

Wen Yi's face suddenly turned pale, "What did you say?"

Ke'er's expression also changed, "You said these pastries are poisonous?" She picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece and took a light bite, then spat it out, her face turned pale, "Yes, they are poisonous!"

Song Yunqian came in slowly from the door. He stared at Ke'er with complicated eyes, "I don't even remember that this junior sister of my king is a master of poison."

Ke'er looked up at him in astonishment, his face gradually became solemn, his eyes were filled with grievance and tears, "You suspect that I poisoned you?"

Song Yunqian said coldly: "Wen Yi has been poisoned for several days. All the food she ate has been tested to be non-toxic, and when she comes to you every day, she will eat your cakes. Now you have been tested. The pastry is poisonous, you let me not suspect you?"

Ke'er was about to cry, she stood up angrily, and said angrily, "If I were to poison, would I poison my pastry? Also, if I really wanted to poison someone, there would be no one to test it out. You will also say that I am a master of poison, and this kind of woman's heart from the Western Regions is the most unworthy, and I don't even bother to use it."

Song Yunqian said sharply: "If it wasn't for you, why would it be detected in your pastries?"

Ke'er was really sad, tears of grievance kept falling, she said bitterly: "Okay, let's say I poisoned it, it's me who killed my savior, you kill me to avenge my sister. "After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at the small dagger on the dressing table, then rushed towards the dressing table, picked up the dagger and was about to stab himself in the chest.

When Song Yunqian and Zhuge Ming saw her rushing towards her, they thought she was doing something else, how did they expect her to try her best to prove her innocence?So he didn't stop him at that time, but just stared at her blankly, and when he saw her pick up the scissors and pointed it at his chest, it was too late.

On the contrary, when Wen saw her rushing over like this, her heart sank suddenly, feeling that something was going to happen, so she rushed over in a hurry. Her figure was almost one-tenth of a second before Ke'er, and she didn't care to be surprised why she was so Quickly, while Ke'er was in a daze, he hurriedly grabbed her dagger.

Wen Yi held the dagger tightly, panicked in her heart, if she was a step slower, then it would really be gone.She felt her palms were a little wet, and when she looked down, she found that her hand was actually held between the handle and the blade. Due to the force, the blade had penetrated into her palm. She didn't feel any pain at all. She just watched the blood dripping drop by drop, staining red. Clean white marble floors.

Ke'er held her hand, crying anxiously, "Oh my God, it's bleeding, does it hurt? Does it hurt?" She asked how many times did it hurt?With such an anxious, worried and annoyed expression on his face again, he took out a handkerchief from his bosom to bandage Wen Yi, stomped his feet while bandaging, and said, "What do you care about me? Just let me die, anyway, I'm poisoning you." Your man, you just let me die, you hurt yourself, calling me... How distressing others are."

Wen saw that she was so worried about herself, and the suspicion in her heart had long since disappeared. She smiled and said, "I believe you will not poison me."

Ke'er said bitterly: "What's the use of you trusting me? How can you know how bad I am when you get along with me for a few days? He has been with me for almost ten years, and he immediately thinks that I am a poisoner , people really understand me.”

The family she was talking about naturally meant Song Yunqian.

Song Yunqian came over, held Wen Yi's hand, frowned and said, "You're bleeding so much, doesn't it hurt at all?"

Wen Yi shook her head, "It doesn't hurt!"

Song Yunqian's heart sank to the bottom, and he couldn't even hear a thud. He reached out to wipe away the bright red blood on her hand, shook his head, and said palely, "How could such a big wound Don't you feel pain?"

Wen Yi knew what he was worried about, so she kept silent.

But Ke'er saw the strange expressions of the two of them, so he said, "Isn't it okay if it doesn't hurt? Why does it hurt? How uncomfortable is the pain?"

Song Yunqian looked up at her, "Are you still afraid of pain? If you are afraid of pain, don't use a knife. Fortunately, nothing bad happened. Otherwise, how can I live up to my master's dying instructions?"

Ke'er snorted, don't turn your head away!

Song Yunqian knew she was angry, so he said softly: "Okay, it's my brother who is wrong, I shouldn't doubt you like this."

Ke'er said coldly: "In your heart, I am such a person who doesn't know what is good or bad? At least my sister saved me. Even if I didn't save me, I have no grievances or enmity with her. Why should I poison her? Huh? It is said that Prince Ning An is the most intelligent and wise, but I think he is just a stupid pig."

Zhuge Ming also came over to smooth things over, "Where's a stupid pig? He's just a dog now, and your sister raised a dog, named Tantou."

Ke'er burst out laughing, looked at Wen Yi and said, "Sister, you are really spoiled."

Wen Yi looked at Ke'er inexplicably, "Why is it damaged? What's wrong with Tantou?"

Zhuge Ming patted his forehead and said with a smile: "I said, she probably doesn't know that our lord's nickname is Tantou!"

Song Yunqian had no expression on his face, he glanced at Zhuge Ming lightly, and said, "You're the only one who talks too much!"

Wen Yi also laughed, "I really didn't know his nickname was Tantou. No wonder you were so angry when you heard Zhu Fangyuan's words that day. It turns out that you are also called Tantou just like Tantou!"

"It's not too late for you to know now, don't call that dead dog a charcoal head!" Song Yunqian said flatly.

Wen Yi smiled and said: "Why change it, I think you and Tantou are related. From now on, you will be called Big Tan, and it will be called Xiao Tan. It's such a happy decision!"

"Happy on your head!" Song Yunqian knocked her on the head, turned to Zhuge Ming and said, "You can bandage her wound again, Ke'er's handkerchief is used to wipe her nose, and there are many dirty things on it .”

Ke'er blushed and said angrily, "You're the one wiping your nose, you're disgusting!" After finishing speaking, she stomped her feet and looked at Wen Yi, "Sister, you just let him bully me like this?"

Wen Yi coaxed: "Okay, let's make him kneel on the washboard in a while, so that he can speak freely."

Ke'er glared at Song Yunqian, "It's cheap to kneel on the washboard. According to me, I should kneel on the tiger stool." The tiger stool is a kind of torture tool, and a stool is full of dense nails.

"You are so vicious!" Song Yunqian tutted.

"I am such a vicious person. In your heart, I am such a vicious person anyway." Ke'er said, her eyes were red again.

Zhuge Ming re-bandaged Wen Yi's wound, and when he heard Ke'er's words, he raised his head and said, "Did the people in your house make your pastry or ordered the cook to do it?"

Ke'er shook her head, "I don't know that!"

Song Yunqian called the maid serving Ke'er to come in and asked, "Who is responsible for bringing the pastries?"

A maid named Cai Ling came out and said: "Go back to your lord, the pastries are all made by slaves."

"You did it? Anyone else help?" Song Yunqian asked.

Cai Ling replied: "No, it's all done by the servant alone. The servant's family once opened a pastry shop, and the servant is proficient in all kinds of pastries. This small job does not need the help of others."

Song Yunqian suddenly asked sharply and angrily, "Why did you poison me?"

Cai Ling's face turned pale with fright, and she knelt on the ground with a thump, "I'm wronged, my lord, this servant didn't poison me, my servant didn't poison me!"

Ke'er sternly said: "You didn't poison? Then why are these pastries poisonous? You said that these pastries were all handled by you from the beginning to the end of serving, and no one else handled them. Who else would it be if it wasn't you who poisoned them?"

Cai Ling was so frightened that she shed tears, she prostrated herself on the ground, her body trembling like a sieve, "You are wronged, Miss, I really didn't poison you!" She suddenly raised her head and said, "Also, the servants eat these cakes themselves. No, it’s not poisonous, when it’s ready, I’ve tried the taste, almost every day I don’t have a pastry, I eat a piece, if it’s poisonous, would I dare to eat it myself?”

Zhuge Ming stepped forward to pull Cailing up, held her pulse to feel her pulse, checked her eyes and tongue, then looked back at Song Yunqian, and said in a deep voice, "She is also poisoned!"

Cai Ling was shocked, "Is the servant poisoned too? Will the servant die?" After finishing speaking, she burst into tears in fright.

Zhuge Ming said: "Don't worry, this kind of poison is not overbearing, and your poisoning is only a matter of a few days. I will prescribe some prescriptions for you to purify the poison, and you can take it according to the prescriptions!"

Only then did Cai Ling stop crying, and looked up at Ke'er again, "Miss, you have to trust this servant, I really didn't poison you!"

Wen Yi also said: "She probably didn't poison it, because I was already poisoned before eating these pastries."

(End of this chapter)