Heartburn

I entered the palace in a rush this time. I was picked up by Kuang Xiqing almost as soon as I arrived at the gate of the palace. I only had time to say hello to Yan Ke and entered the palace non-stop. Several palace guards accompanied him outside the carriage, and finally He was also left waiting outside the palace, let alone Xiao Chan waiting for a close attendant.

And I also clearly remember that I personally agreed to Jiang Zhuo’s holiday for a few days at the station, and never saw her again in the next few days; I deliberately asked the attendant to inquire about her whereabouts, but I was afraid to teach her to know. I thought I had someone to follow her and watch her-what if I got a suspicion and pushed her farther?

I simply held back the thoughts, but occasionally took out the handkerchief she left behind after bandaging me when I was alone, seeing things and thinking about people, and talking about comfort.

Now that the gates of the palace have been keyed down at this time, most of the palace residents have fallen asleep. How can you hear Jiang Zhuo's voice behind the rockery in the deep palace courtyard? She is no longer a member of the guard.

Could it be that day and night thinking, with auditory hallucinations?

I shook my head and condensed my mind to listen again-this time, the voice was a little lower, but it was duller and more muted than Jiang Zhuo's voice.

I’ve never heard this person’s voice, nor can I hear exactly what this person is talking about—but being blocked by this rockery, the night wind interferes, I can’t even tell who the other person is talking to. Still a man talking to himself, God talking.

I gathered up my courage and was about to stick my head out to see, but I don’t know if I accidentally kicked something—probably the gravel scattered on the ground—just listened to a very slight noise from "Kerala". In this silence, it seemed particularly abrupt.

I was lucky enough, holding my breath and continuing to peek at it, but unfortunately it was pitch black behind the rockery, and I didn’t have the ability to see things in secret. In a moment, I didn’t have time to see clearly, I just felt that the corners of my eyes flashed past. A white light was shocked, but couldn't keep up with the reaction.

When the back of my neck suddenly hurt, I lost consciousness--before I went into a coma, I seemed to hear a faint sigh.

I don't know how long I have been dizzy, but when I was conscious, I taught people to gently push and shook his head. Only then did I slowly wake up.

There was a dull pain in the back of the neck. As soon as I opened my eyes, there seemed to be countless stars spinning in front of my eyes. The outline of a person was gradually fainted in the thick ink, and there was a persevering "wake up" in my ears. I tried to blink. After blinking, it took a long time to see that the other person was a woman in her thirties.

"Who are you? Hiss, what's the matter with this king?" I touched the sore neck, I slowly sat up, the woman held my back very naturally and helped me sit up-although I resisted strangers But after all, she was weak and her arms couldn't make the effort, and she was kind enough, so I didn't refuse.

"Zunjia is your Royal Highness Ling?" The woman let go after supporting me to sit up, and asked with a low eyebrow.

I suspected that the fainting incident had nothing to do with her. I watched her movements vigilantly, and saw that she had nothing else to do, and my tight body relaxed a little.

"Why, don't you recognize this king?" I rubbed the back of my neck and looked at her carefully-I saw that she was wearing imperial doctor-style double sleeves, although she was a dark uniform, she could be recognized at a glance. Just can't see the grade.

However, her age in Xinglin can only be regarded as a childish age, and she is just a new imperial doctor who wants to come. It's no wonder that she doesn't recognize me.

"Feng Siqing, a doctor from the Imperial Medical Office of the lower government, has met His Royal Highness." Seeing that I didn't deny it, the woman gave a salute in an upright manner.

I didn't stop it either. After she finished the salute, she asked unhurriedly, "Since she is a doctor of the Imperial Medical Department, how can she show up here at so late?"

I can’t blame my suspicion. It’s the voice of the imperial doctor, which is very similar to the gloomy female voice that I heard just now. After that, I fell into a coma for no reason. When I woke up, I was the only one beside her. It was very strange to look at it. , Do not doubt that she is unreasonable.

And what I care more about is the voice that looks like Jiang Zhuo--Is it a momentary auditory hallucination, or... don't have any misunderstandings?

Regarding Jiang Zhuo, I always refuse to give it lightly.

"His Royal Highness, the next official was originally on duty tonight, and it happened to be missing a single adjuvant when distributing a potion. I remembered that this kind of herb was planted near the rockery, so I picked some at night; who knows that the black lamp is blind and I have been looking for it for a long time. Without seeing the real thing, she sent the medicine boy back to fetch the lamp. "When she said that, she paused, and saw me looking at her silently. There was nothing to say and did not stop, so she continued, "While waiting. Hearing the movement, he hurried over and saw His Royal Highness fall to the ground."

——So, the one who talked to her just now was her medicine boy?

So, who was the one who stunned me?

In order to find out the truth of what she said, she had to send someone to the Imperial Medical Office to investigate.

I suppressed my suspicion, and Wen Yan said, "It is so."

While she was talking, she raised her head and looked at me hesitantly, and asked tentatively, "I just looked at me in a panic. I don't know what is the jade body of your Royal Highness, can you let the officer carefully cut the pulse for your Highness?"

——Except for some soreness in the back of the neck, I didn't notice anything unusual.

I nodded indifferently and handed her left hand.

She held my hand respectfully, supported one hand, and put one hand on her wrist. She muttered for a moment, but her complexion became more and more solemn; I also took it back without knowing it-looking at her, could it be me? What's wrong with your body?

I slowed down my breathing for fear that it might affect her diagnosis, but saw that she took her hand back, told me to spare, she lifted my eyelids and asked me to stick out the tongue coating; I was puzzled and worried, so I had to follow her instructions obediently. When I did it, I had a faint premonition.

"Have you ever felt chest tightness, shortness of breath, shortness of breath, weakness in limbs, dry mouth and tongue, loss of appetite?" She frowned and asked me in a low voice.

I remember that when I first came to Dawu, it was indeed such a symptom. Later, I insisted on exercising and went out to relax. It was much better, and there were few attacks. The slight repetition was also due to the depression of the heart and the unbreakable worry: "Well, this king has suffered from heart palpitations since he was young, but he has rarely experienced discomfort recently."

"His Royal Highness, as far as the ministers can see, you are probably not a palpitations," she saw her knelt in front of me with a sharp flutter, looking at me with piercing eyes, as if she had a different look in her eyes. My heart jumped, "...but, poisoned!"

For a while, the surroundings were as quiet as the sounds of insects.

I was shocked, I just looked at her blankly, digesting her meaning in my head, and didn't know how to react for a long while.

——She said, I was poisoned?

What kind of poison is it?

Who is the poisoner?

When I was shocked, I heard a panicked male voice suddenly broke the suffocating silence. Feng Siqing and I were both startled and turned to look at it—it was the palace attendant who came out with me.

But behind him, he followed a group of people with great momentum, holding a dozen shining palace lanterns in his hands, and illuminating the surroundings as bright as daylight in an instant.

I squinted my eyes and looked at--there is a person dressed in black and straight, covered in silver gauze, dark thread embroidered with wings of a phoenix, gorgeous and dazzling;

"...Emperor Sister." Facing the pair of black jade-like phoenix eyes from a distance, I quickly stood up; thinking of sneaking out willfully, I suddenly guilty of not daring to look at her, so I screamed and said nothing.

"Xiaohan, do you have a cold? It's so late, so your Royal Highness came out alone, how did you take care of me!" Kuang Xiqing looked at me with heavy eyes, did not speak, but the man behind her took the lead in opening his mouth, Following my palace attendant and guard screamed, obviously out of anger.

—— Huang Fu Lu Xiuzhu, why is he here too?

Yes, that palace attendant once mentioned to me that Kwong Xiqing was staying with the imperial husband today. Since my incident has disturbed her, it is normal for the two of them to come together.

Besides, this Lu Xiuzhu's feelings for Kuang Xihan... is not simple.

"This king is okay... this king insisted on coming out. I can't blame them." Ignoring Lu Xiuzhu's eager gaze, I bowed slightly to the two of them, bowed my head and waited for Kuang Xiqing to speak; even if it was punishment, I I had to grit my teeth and admit it.

Just heard her sigh inaudibly, and her calm voice was close to her ears.

I looked up quietly and saw that she had come to me, her face was indistinct with joy and anger, but there was a touch of helplessness in her eyes-against her gaze, I could only laugh.

"...Let's go back." She glanced at me, she didn't furious as expected, and she didn't say anything to reprimand, she just took my hand and said lightly.

I was thankful that she hadn't been held accountable, or maybe she was just waiting to go back to the dormitory before making trouble. I breathed a sigh of relief and tried to ignore the dryness on my face.

Kwong Xiqing's fingers are slender and clear, and her palms are as warm as jade. The overlaps are actually a bit colder than my palms.

I made a tentative effort, but in exchange for an unpleasant cold glance, I was obediently led by her, and didn't dare to break free.

He was about to turn around with her, but when Feng Siqing, who was hanging on the side, suddenly bowed, he said loudly: "Feng Siqing is a doctor from the Imperial Medical Office of the Minister, and there is something to be done."

Kuang Xiqing, who had been ignoring her, paused, glanced at her sideways, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"His Majesty, the minister just diagnosed the pulse of His Royal Highness King Ling, and found that His Highness was poisoned. If he is not treated in time, I am afraid...you will die!" Feng Siqing lowered his head and replied stubbornly.

Before she could finish her words, Lu Xiuzhu couldn't help but exclaimed: "What did you say? Xiaohan was poisoned!"

The surroundings were quiet, starting from around me, and slowly being caught by a strong momentum, the temperature dropped suddenly, as if I was in the snow and ice.

I felt Kuang Xiqing holding my hand tightly, and then let it down as if he realized something, turned and looked down at Feng Siqing, who was kneeling, in silence-her eyes were gloomy and scared me. .