prosperous power pet

Chapter 117 Poisoned!Disfigured? (two more)
Song Qinghuan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he stared at the chaotic crowd in front of him with suspicion in his eyes.

Who is the person who fell to the ground?
It was just far away, so I couldn't see clearly, and I didn't know what happened.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Shen Chuhan.

There was also darkness in Shen Chuhan's eyes. Seeing her looking at her, he slowly opened his lips and uttered three words.

Sure enough, he saw clearly who fell to the ground just now!

Song Qinghuan looked at his mouth shape, his pupils shrank, showing surprise.

It turned out to be him!

"Go and see?" She raised her eyebrows.

Shen Chuhan nodded, and responded lightly, "Okay." He doesn't care who hurts who dies, but Ah Wan wants to go, and he will accompany him.

Song Qinghuan got up and looked up at the sky. The sky, which was still clear just now, suddenly turned cloudy.There are dark clouds in the sky, and there seems to be signs of rain.

Rain is coming.

Song Qinghuan winked at Liu Yue and Shen Xing, signaling them to wait here, and take a look around to see if there is anything unusual.

Liu Yue and Shen Xing responded, and watched Song Qinghuan and Shen Chuhan walk towards the crowded place.

When Shen Chuhan came, for some reason, the crowd automatically gave way.Song Qinghuan walked unhindered to the center of the crowd, looking at the people lying on the ground.

The first thing that came into view was the corner of the dark blue robe.

Ink blue is the color of the royal family of the Chen Kingdom—the person who fell to the ground is the eighth prince of the Chen Kingdom, Su Fengming.And beside him, there was a person squatting halfway, shaking his body anxiously, his face was anxious and worried, full of anxiety.

It was Su Jingci.

"Feng Ming! Feng Ming! Wake up!"

Emperor Zhao, who was at the top, also heard the sound, looked at Su Fengming who was lying on the ground, was startled, and hurriedly ordered someone to invite the imperial physician.

Song Qinghuan's eyes lightly swept over Su Fengming's face, and there was a flash in his eyes.

A bad premonition flashed across Su Jingci's mind, he stretched out his hands tremblingly to touch his nose, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, there is still breathing.

Then look at his ruddy complexion, his lips are also bright red, he doesn't seem to be poisoned, so he is slightly relieved.

I just don't know why he suddenly fainted, and how uneasy he felt in his heart.

The crowd began to whisper.

At this time, a clear voice suddenly broke through the air, like dewdrops in the early winter morning, cool and pleasant, but with a sense of alienation, "He has been poisoned, and he will die in an hour."

When the voice fell, everyone was shocked.

Su Jingci's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the source of the voice.

Seeing the person who spoke clearly, his eyes were startled, and his tone was heavy, "What's the best opinion of Empress Wuyang?"

Although he had a good impression of Song Qinghuan, he didn't know when she had studied the art of medicine and poison. He heard her categorically say that Su Fengming must die this time, and he felt displeased.

Song Qinghuan came out of the line, walked to Su Fengming's side at a leisurely pace, bent slightly, and stretched out his jade white onion finger, "The face is flushed, the lips are bright red, and there are faint blue spots on the eyelids. He The one in the middle is Peach Blossom Drunk."

Beauty drunk?
Su Jingci became more and more confused. Seeing Song Qinghuan's unhurried attitude, he was inexplicably convinced, and got up hastily, "I also ask Empress Wuyang to express it clearly."

Song Qinghuan's expression was calm as usual, "Peach Blossom Drunk, as the name suggests, the color of peach blossoms in March after poisoning, but there are faint green spots on the eyelids. This poison is strong, and if there is no antidote, you will die in an hour. Those who are not familiar with Peach Blossom Drunk It is difficult to detect signs of poisoning, which often delays the rescue time."

The eyes of everyone looking at her became more and more strange.

If, as she said, peach blossom drunkenness is not an ordinary poison, why is she so precious?Is this unknown Empress Wuyang really as mediocre as the rumors say?
Su Jingci didn't think about it so much, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to grab her arm, "Since you know so well, you must know how to solve it..."

Before her hand fell on Song Qinghuan's arm, she felt a gust of wind blowing her body backwards, taking a few steps back unconsciously.

He froze and looked somewhere.

But seeing Shen Chuhan's expression was indifferent, looking at him coldly, the deepness in his eyes made one's heart shudder.

How to protect the calf like this!
He was shocked in his heart, but he was thinking about Su Fengming. He tried his best to stabilize his mind, and his voice was full of panic, "Diji Wuyang, please save Fengming's life! If Fengming is saved, no matter what request Diji makes, Su will be Yes!"

The audience was in an uproar.

Su Jing resigned from this promise, which is very serious indeed!
Song Qinghuan didn't want to save Su Fengming. In this way, there would be one less competitor participating in the sword grabbing competition.Or, if she really has the ability to save Su Fengming, she can ask Su Jingci and Su Fengming to withdraw from the Sword Seizing Conference!
In any case, it is a favorable situation for them, and they are more at ease, watching from the sidelines.

Song Qinghuan looked cold and stared lightly, "I don't have an antidote."

Su Jingci's eyebrows and eyes lowered, his body couldn't help trembling, his eyes were full of disappointment.There was a gloomy cloud on his always cynical face.

At this time, someone snorted coldly, with a strange air, "Wuyang, it was you who said that the eighth prince was drunk by peach blossoms, but now he said that there is no antidote. I never knew that you have research on poisons. Are you talking about it here?" Tooth, are you trying to show off?"

Listening to this familiar voice, Song Qinghuan looked mockingly at it.

Guo saw that Song Qingyi was staring at her sullenly, full of displeasure, and ignored Randong's secret tugging behind her.

Someone agrees.

They are happy to see the success of the disaster, and of course they are happy to sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Song Qinghuan's face was as cold as frost, she stared at Song Qingyi for a moment, then shook her head.She was obviously quite smart, but now she was overwhelmed by jealousy. Compared to Su Rao, she was indeed not as good as Su Rao.

Seeing her shaking her head with disdain, Song Qingyi was annoyed, "What do you mean?"

Song Qinghuan raised her eyebrows lightly, "I was thinking, when did Second Sister Huang become so stupid?"

"You!" Song Qingyi stretched out her hand and said in a panic, "Song Qinghuan, don't be shameless!"

It was really indecent to say this, the people present were all princes and concubines of a country, they frowned slightly when they heard this, and looked at Song Qingyi with scrutiny.

Song Qingyi panicked, and was about to round up what she just said, but Song Qinghuan sneered coldly, "Originally, I thought that the second emperor sister and I went out of the same country, and I didn't want to be too anxious. Now it seems that the second emperor sister I don't mind brother-in-law fighting. So, you and I can participate in the sword-grabbing conference according to our ability!"

Everyone secretly happy.

There was internal strife in Yu country, and for them, the situation was even more favorable.His eyes were dark at the moment, wishing they could quarrel more fiercely.

Song Qingyi was dazed by her cold aura. She didn't know how to reply for a while, she opened her mouth to speak, but saw the imperial doctor not far away, pushing through the crowd and running over panting.

The imperial physician bowed to Emperor Zhao.

Emperor Zhao hurriedly waved his hands, "Show the Eighth Prince quickly."

Panting heavily, the imperial physician squatted down beside Su Fengming, picked up Su Fengming's arm to feel his pulse, but his complexion became more and more serious.

Su Jingci raised his heart to his throat, looked at the imperial physician for a while, then put down his hand, shook his head and sighed, he couldn't help being more startled, and hurriedly said, "Emperor physician, how is my brother?"

The imperial physician looked helpless, "The Eighth Prince has been poisoned. The poison he has suffered is a rare poison called Peach Blossom Drunk. If there is no antidote, he will die within an hour."

There was an uproar in the crowd.

The imperial physician's words were exactly the same as what Song Qinghuan said just now.

Song Qingyi's face turned pale, she gritted her teeth resentfully, and gave Song Qinghuan a stern look.What are you proud of? It's just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse!

Before he could look back, he suddenly heard a soft "click", and in an instant, there was a sharp pain in his knuckles.

Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

She looked down, but saw that the knuckle of her right index finger was broken by a human being!It was at that moment just now, but she didn't know who did it!

His eyes looked around in horror, but found nothing unusual.

Heart-piercing pain came in bursts, and his face became paler and paler.She didn't care about other things, howled, rushed to the imperial physician, and stretched out her hand hastily, "Emperor physician, my finger is broken, show me quickly!"

The imperial physician was talking to Su Jingci at this time, he was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at her suspiciously.

Su Jingci's face darkened, and his tone was harsh, "Emperor Concubine Pingyang, please respect yourself! My emperor's life and death are uncertain now, is my emperor's life important, or Empress Pingyang's fingers?!" His heart was burning with rage , I can't wait to wave Song Qingyi away with a palm.At this time, what finger did she run out to say?It's clear that trouble is coming!It took an effort to resist the urge.

The imperial physician sighed again, "Third prince, just now the humble minister also said that peach blossom drunk is a rare poison, the formula is unknown, and the veteran can't prepare the antidote."

Su Jingci's breath was stagnant, and he looked at the imperial physician in disbelief.

how is this possible?How could there be no antidote?It must be impossible!
He slumped to the ground blankly, with a dejected look on his face.

At this moment, Song Qinghuan suddenly said calmly, "Although I don't have the antidote, I might be able to save him."

"What did you say?" Su Jingci suddenly raised his head, bounced up, and looked at Song Qinghuan, just about to reach for her shoulder, when he thought of what happened just now, he hurriedly retracted, "Emperor Ji is serious?"

"I was [-]% sure, but she interrupted me just now, and the best time for rescue has passed. Now, I'm only [-]% sure." She glanced at Song Qingyi, her voice was clear, as if someone at night wind.His eyes seemed to sweep away at her severed finger.

Song Qingyi was in pain and angry, her face was as pale as paper.

"Please help Diji!" Su Jingci bowed and saluted solemnly, with a solemn request in his eyes.

Although he hated Song Qingyi, now is not a good time to settle accounts.

Song Qinghuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was still calm, but with an inexplicably convincing momentum, "First take a lot of water, pour it on the eighth prince, and then prepare a large amount of carbon ash and alkaline water. In addition, order the kitchen to use Mung beans, honeysuckle, and licorice are decocted and used as medicine to obtain their soup."

It is true that she has no antidote, but she can use the most stupid but most direct method to induce vomiting!It's just that the detoxification effect is not as good as the antidote, but it can save a life.

Her voice was lingering, like pearls falling on a jade plate, everyone was shocked when they heard it.

At this time, Su Jingci had already believed in it, so he hurriedly asked Emperor Zhao to send someone to prepare it.

No matter who administered Su Fengming's poison today, on the surface, Emperor Zhao would not refuse his request, so he hurriedly ordered people to prepare it.

Soon, clear water was brought, Su Jingci took it, pried open Su Fengming's mouth and poured it vigorously, when the charcoal ash and alkaline water were brought, Song Qinghuan told him to abandon the clear water and use a mixture of charcoal ash and alkaline water instead.

After pouring it for a while, Su Fengming lifted it up suddenly and vomited, spitting out a lot of filth on the ground.

Su Jingci was overjoyed, and his hands became faster and faster, until Su Fengming almost vomited his bile before giving up.

Song Qinghuan looked at it coldly, and seeing that it was almost done, Fang said, "Now you can help the eighth prince back to his room, just drink a few more bowls of soup from the imperial dining room, if you can survive tonight, then it will be fine .”

Seeing that Su Fengming was really rescued, Su Jingci was overjoyed, and asked Emperor Yu to arrange a room nearby in the palace, and thanked Song Qinghuan a thousand times, then directed the palace staff to help Su Fengming leave.

As soon as he left, everyone's eyes fell on Song Qinghuan.

At this time, the imperial physician had already treated Song Qingyi's fingers, and told her that if she survived well, there was still a possibility of recovery.

Only then did Song Qingyi calm down a little, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Song Qinghuan standing in the crowd radiantly, her face became even more distorted, and she bit her lip bitterly, and there were bloodstains from her bite.

After such a thing happened, everyone was panicked, and naturally the reception banquet could not go on.

Emperor Zhao's complexion was not very good, and he ordered people to investigate the matter carefully.

Even so, the eyes of the other three countries are still full of suspicion.This time, Su Fengming was inexplicably poisoned at the reception banquet. Everyone had a motive, but the people from Zhao Kingdom were the most convenient to attack.

For a while, everyone had different thoughts and said goodbye one after another.

Emperor Zhao knew their scruples, so he didn't want to say anything, so he sent someone to send them out of the palace.

Song Qinghuan smiled at Shen Chuhan, no longer as cold as before, "Let's go."

When it fell into Song Qingyi's eyes, it felt dazzling, and with a movement of his feet, he stopped in front of Song Qinghuan, stretched out his severed finger, "Song Qinghuan, tell me, did you do this?"

Song Qinghuan glanced lightly and remained silent.

Song Qingyi became more and more impatient, took a breath and just waited to ask again, but Song Qinghuan said leisurely, "I know how to use poison, don't you know?"

Song Qingyi was startled, her heart beating a small drum, but her mouth was still unconvinced, "Just you? It's just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse."

As soon as the words were finished, Song Qinghuan smiled strangely, and her hands suddenly moved. A gust of palm wind hit her. She subconsciously closed her eyes and raised her hand to block it. "What did you do to me?" she growled.

"Don't you not believe it? After experiencing it for yourself, you will believe it." As he spoke, he smiled, and his tone became more and more soothing, "In less than a day, your proud face will be completely destroyed!"

　The girls are so heartwarming, here comes the second watch!

　　*
　　—Thank you list—

　　Flowers: Glass Feather Flying 9

　　月票：六月雨1、亦暖暖5、莎莉汶7、一只蝉2、离白1、aa3562、eab2b5、小零儿1、执念凝泪成诗1、仲夏的楠木1、lxks1、玲珑1、淘气的俊1、萌&幻缃1、76d01、云上浅兮9、伊人是梦5、狮城小子1、轻描淡写1
　　Evaluation votes: Xiaolinger, lxks, Yixin, Sad Summer, Phoebe in Midsummer
　　Thank you so much~ There are so many new faces, Kaisen Houhou~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)