Qingchuan copied the scriptures until late at night. Yin Shuang, who was in the same room, thought that she could not sleep with the lamp on her, so Qingchuan had to carry an oil lamp to the yard to copy the scriptures. After copying it, his mind turned to how to escape from here. She has also surveyed the underground palace, except for the air hole that can lead to the outside world, and there is no secret way to use it. Being distressed, his eyes suddenly lit up, and suddenly he remembered a little story that the chemistry teacher had told when he was in school.
When I learned the section on sulfuric acid, the teacher said that sulfuric acid actually existed in ancient times, but it was not called sulfuric acid at that time, it was called green vitriol, and it was generally not used for industrial purposes, but was used for treatment. Diseases such as typhoid fever and dysentery. At that time, I told them a little story recorded in the wild history. A thief collected green alum from a drugstore, lit it with fire, and made it into a liquid, which corroded the walls of the rich family’s house, entered the house and stole a lot of treasures...
Does this mean that if she can also collect enough green alum, then she can also corrode the pores, and then sneak away
Qingchuan's heart was suddenly excited and intolerable. After thinking about it, he walked to the water tank cruelly, and poured a spoonful of cold water onto his head. Since it is used to treat typhoid fever, if she has typhoid fever, can she get green alum from the medicine
Now the weather is cold, and the cold water at this end is outside the house. As expected, Qingchuan's body started to burn before dawn. Qingchuan secretly returned to the house, wrapped himself in the quilt, and then began to moan loudly. Yin Shuang was awakened by her. Seeing her face flushed red and shivering under the covers, she reached out and probed her forehead and exclaimed, "Why is it so hot?"
Qingchuan coughed and begged her: "I may have suffered a cold. You can help me ask Aunt Xuezhen to come over."
Seeing her doing this, Yin Shuang had to get out of bed and go out to invite Xuezhen over. As soon as Xuezhen entered the door, she reprimanded in a cold voice: "How can I catch the wind chill properly?"
Yinshuang remembered what Qingchuan said in the underground palace yesterday, and said with some fear: "Perhaps the underground palace is too gloomy. What's wrong with it?"
As the aunt in charge of the concubine’s bed, Xuezhen is the most taboo about the rumors that these palace ladies are spreading. He scolded: "Nonsense. If you don’t go down, why don’t you see something wrong? I think you didn’t do it well. Early class annoyed the old lady."
He reached out and touched Qingchuan's forehead again, and smiled lightly: "It's okay, just a little sick, just sleep."
Seeing her like this, Qingchuan suddenly understood that this woman wished she would die early. Now that she is ill, it is just what this woman likes, and she will never ask her for a doctor. Thinking about this, she became scared in her heart. She suddenly sat up, grabbed Xuezhen who was about to leave, and said loudly, "Find a doctor for me!"
Xuezhen smiled and said, "There is no such rule in the concubine's bed."
Qingchuan looked at Xuezhen, suddenly grabbed the cup on the bedside and threw it on the ground. He picked up the porcelain piece and pointed it at her throat, threatening Xuezhen: "I know that if I die, all my things will be lost. It's yours, but there will be a post-mortem at that time. I have nothing to do with you. Even if I am hanged, you have something to say, but if the whole body is injured, you can bear the blame. I am, anyway. If the third-rank female officer who was personally sealed by the emperor was killed to death by you in this way, would you say that someone would take care of it?"
Speaking cruelly, while holding the tile, he cut a few buttons that were not shallow and deep on his body.
Xuezhen was frightened by Qingchuan's fierceness for a while, and was afraid that if she really died like this, she would have difficulty telling the palace, so she pacified her: "Stop, stop, oh my grandmother, I just don't think you can It's a minor illness. You don't need to see the doctor. If you really want to see the doctor, then see. Why do you want to practice yourself?"
Qingchuan held the porcelain piece tightly in his hand, refusing to let go, and insisted: "I'm going to see the doctor today."
Xuelian had to compromise: "Okay, okay, I'll ask someone to invite it right away, right?"
After speaking, he turned around and went out to ask the doctor. Yin Shuang on the side looked stupid a long time ago, and now he came back to his senses, and stretched out his thumb to praise Qingchuan and said: "Wow! You are so amazing, even she is afraid of you,"
At this moment, Qingchuan didn't want to be praised by her. She was so dizzy. Seeing that Xuezhen had really gone to ask the doctor, she was relieved and sat down on the side of the bed groggy.
After a while, Xuezhen asked someone to ask a doctor to come over to see Qingchuan for the illness and prescribe a prescription. Xuezhen took the medicine and sent it to Qingchuan to the room, saying, "Ms Qingchuan, your medicine is here. I will ask someone to fry it right away. But if you return from illness, you still have to do morning class. If I delayed praying for the concubine because of illness, but his sin is to blame—"
Knowing that Xuezhen was embarrassing her on purpose, Qingchuan said calmly: "Don't worry, I won't keep this handle for you. Where's the medicine? Show me."
Xue Zhen wondered: "What do you mean?"
Qingchuan snorted coldly: "You miss me so much, who knows if you will poison me?"
Xuezhen was startled and sneered: "You are really clever. For a while, you have injuries. I can't blame it. Can I escape if you are poisoned?"
Qingchuan was not moved by her words, but insisted: "Since my aunt is so high-sounding, what does it matter if I take a look at the medicine?"
Xuezhen snorted and handed the medicine to Qingchuan. Qingchuan took it, turned and spread it out on the table, pulled out a silver hairpin from his head, and carefully checked the medicinal material, but secretly picked out the strips of crystals that looked like green alum and hid them in the dark. In his sleeve, he packed the medicine again, turned and handed it to Xuezhen.
Xuezhen didn't see Qingchuan's small movements, but sneered: "How is it? Is it poisonous?"
Qingchuan smiled and said, "Although not this time, it will be there next time."
Xuezhen was furious, but she forcibly endured it again, and only sarcastically said: "Don't worry, every time the medicine arrives, I will let you see it and then fry it. I hope you can live a long life. Now you can give it to the old lady. Do you have morning class?"
Anyway, he also tore his face, Qingchuan didn't greet her anymore, and only took Yinshuang and walked into the hall. She didn't take two steps but was stopped by Xuezhen from behind. Xuezhen smiled and said, "Didn't you say it yesterday? It's more pious in front of the body than in the spiritual position. In this case, it is better to go to the underground palace in the morning class. What do you think?"
Xuezhen did nothing more than deliberately trying to torture Qingchuan, but she never thought that it happened to be in Qingchuan's mind, and she was worried about having no excuses to go to the underground palace. Qingchuan didn't dare to show the joy in his heart. He just glanced at it coldly. So Xuezhen asked tentatively: "How? Your so-called piety is not just a pretense, right?"
Qingchuan deliberately made a look of irritation, and said coldly: "Don't use agitation, and don't treat a gentleman's belly with a villain. I admit that the air in the underground palace is not good, and it is easy for people to get sick. No matter how uncomfortable it is, it’s better than facing your group of people."
After speaking, he turned and walked towards the underground palace again.
Xuezhen sipped heavily behind her, cursing, "Bah. I want to see, how long can you stay here?"
Qingchuan had been ill for several days before she gradually got better. Even she herself was shocked. She felt that she had taken too much risk this time. Thanks to her good health, it was all right. Seeing that the illness was cured, but the green vitriol in her hand was not enough. She had the intention to pour cold water on herself again, but she didn't have the courage. This is ancient, even if there is a doctor and medicine, typhoid fever may kill people. of.
Qingchuan thought for a while, and simply continued to pretend to be sick. Xuezhen saw that she did not delay her work, and was too lazy to ask her for another doctor, so she kept holding on to her the original medicine, and later even gave her the medicine to herself. boil. Qingchuan was eager to do this. Seeing more and more green alums were collected, the thought of running away in her heart became stronger and stronger, but there was always a silver frost following her like a shadow, watching her, so that she could not find any solitude at all. Opportunity.
On this day, Qingchuan was copying the scriptures in the underground palace. After copying it, she couldn't help but walked away. Yin Shuang on the side came over and urged her: "What do you think? Have you finished copying the scriptures?"
Qingchuan replied casually: "Don't worry, don't worry, take your time."
Yin Shuang said, "Is it not in a hurry? It's almost time for dinner. If you can't copy it, you will be hungry again today."
Qingchuan said dismissively: "It doesn't matter, I'm used to being hungry anyway, so why don't you go eat first."
Yin Shuang felt strange when she heard that, this person was really weird if she had food and not eaten under the secret path. She walked outside by herself for a while, and couldn't help but fold back secretly, hiding aside and looking inside, she saw Qingchuan bending over and groping on the gold edge of the coffin, muttering to herself: "Scrape off the gold first and save it up. It will be useful after you go out."
Yin Shuang was horrified, not daring to disturb Qingchuan, hurriedly and cautiously withdrew from the underground palace, and hurriedly went to report to Xuezhen. I never thought that I had just entered the inner courtyard, but I saw several maids in the courtyard chatting around a kite and talking about something. Yinshuang saw that the kite was very familiar, and it looked like the one she made when she was at home. She moved her heart when she saw it, so she leaned forward and asked, "Where did the kite come from?"
A court lady pointed to the sky and said, "The one who floated over from outside just now has words written on it."
Yinshuang took the kite and looked at it carefully. There were a few lines of tiny characters written on the kite: red beans are born in the southern country, and spring comes to send a few branches. May you pick more, this thing is the most love you. Yinshuang faintly trembled while holding the kite. She suppressed her excitement and said to the maids: "Someone must have accidentally dropped the kite while flying the kite. I will return it to others."
After speaking, he took the kite and ran around the front hall towards the gate. At the gate of the concubine’s dormitory, a young man was arguing with the Imperial Guard. The young man shouted, “I’ve got a kite inside. Why don’t you ask me to fetch it?”