Qu Zhizhen arrived fairly quickly. After hearing that something had happened to the Madam, he hurried into the inner courtyard and headed towards the Madam's yard.
As soon as he entered the door, he asked anxiously, "How is mother?"
"Father!" Qu Moying stood up and greeted him. She was worried and stayed with the lady dowager without leaving.
"I just took the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and I feel a little better, but it is not as effective as the previous pills. I was very uncomfortable for a while and was making a fuss only now that I fell asleep." My nanny reported hurriedly.
"Why don't you take the pills? You just brought them and they have been used up?" Qu Zhizhen said unhappily. He knew about this matter.
As he said this, he hurried into the inner room.
Inside, the lady had just fallen asleep, but she looked not well, her face was pale, and even when she was asleep, her brows were still tightly furrowed, and she did not sleep well. A little maid stood in front of the bed to serve her, fearing that something might happen while she was sleeping.
Qu Zhizhen retreated quietly, and when he got outside, he asked Wu Ma again: "What on earth is going on?"
As soon as he entered the door, he felt something was wrong. Even though he didn't understand what was going on, he had already realized that something was wrong.
My nanny didn't hide anything and told me everything in detail.
It started from the time when Luo Shi asked Qu Moying to send nourishing medicine to Qu Xuexin as soon as she came home, and now the lady almost got into trouble because of the pills made by the imperial physician in the palace.
When Qu Zhizhen heard this, his expression changed drastically. He raised his eyes and looked at Qu Moying with a bit of scrutiny.
Qu Moying stood aside calmly, looking up at Qu Zhizhen, his eyes neither dodging nor avoiding, without a trace of guilt.
The room suddenly became quiet, and then Qu Zhizhen nodded: "Give me these pills and the bottles, I'll take them back and have someone check them out!"
Nanny Wu responded, put the pills into the medicine bottle, and carefully handed it to Qu Zhizhen.
Qu Zhizhen took it and turned to leave, but suddenly stopped and looked at Qu Moying: "You wait here first. If anything happens to your grandmother, come and inform your father immediately."
"Yes!" Qu Moying bowed sideways. She was worried about her grandmother at the moment, so she naturally would not leave.
After Qu Zhizhen left, he went to the study, then took out several more bottles of medicine from the drawer of the study, and took them to the residence of an imperial physician outside the palace.
He asked the imperial physician to help make it.
Now that he has opened his mouth, this medicine is of course not just one bottle. The quantity made each time is determined by the amount of medicine he has prepared. But this medicine cannot be kept for too long, and the lady does not need to take it all the time. Whenever the lady's old illness relapses, this pill is the best way to use it. On weekdays, she only needs to take ordinary medicine.
The medicinal properties of these medicines are too strong, and they do not work with daily adjustments. They can only suppress the body's old ailments, making it less painful for the lady when she gets sick. This is only a temporary solution, but the effect of suppression is still good.
In the past, Qu Zhizhen would usually ask the imperial physician to help make five or six bottles of medicine. He was afraid that the lady was old and might not know how to take the medicine, so he only sent one bottle each time. The imperial physician also said that under normal circumstances, one bottle was enough for each attack, and the rest could be treated with ordinary medicine.
Therefore, every time after taking the medicine back from the imperial physician, Qu Zhizhen placed the other medicine bottles in his study. He would only send another bottle to the lady when they were all used up, saying that it was not easy to ask for it, in order to prevent the lady from overusing the medicine.
The imperial physician happened to be off duty and was at the mansion.
Upon hearing that Minister Qu wanted to see him, he immediately invited him in.
After carefully checking the medicines, the doctor handed the bottle in question to Qu Zhizhen and said seriously, "Minister Qu, this bottle of medicine was indeed made by me, but it was coated with liquid that is not good for your wife's health. If she takes a few more pills, something bad may happen. How many pills has your wife used so far?"
"I took one pill!" Qu Zhizhen's face looked very ugly. The pill was taken from the Madame Dowager in his study yesterday and he took it yesterday. Something went wrong today. It didn't seem like a problem with the Madame Dowager, but more like something that he placed in the study.
How could he not be furious when there was a problem in his study
"Fortunately, it's just one pill. Everything else is fine. Sir, give the one that's fine to the Madam to take, and then take some ordinary medicine to recuperate. She will be fine like any other day." The imperial physician breathed a sigh of relief. He was also afraid that something might go wrong, and he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly at that time.
"Only this bottle has a problem. The others are fine." He had just opened the bottles one by one, looked at each pill, and then refilled them.
"Thank you, doctor!" Qu Zhizhen stood up and bowed deeply.
"Minister Qu, you are too polite!" The imperial physician also stood up to return the greeting, and then reminded him worriedly, "Minister Qu, you need to be more careful. Someone is trying to attack the Madam, or murder her."
"I know, I will go back and investigate clearly." Qu Zhizhen nodded with a gloomy face, thanked the imperial physician, and then turned back to his house.
After returning home, he did not go to see the lady immediately. He just asked the servant to bring a bottle of medicine to the lady, and sat in the study with a gloomy face.
After a long while, he said in a deep voice: "Go and invite the second young master!"
"Yes!" The servant obeyed the order and retreated to the East Palace. The Second Young Master was usually in the East Palace and rarely in the West Palace.
"Father!" When Qu Mingcheng entered the room, he bowed deeply to Qu Zhizhen with utmost respect.
Qu Zhizhen said nothing. He raised his eyes and looked at his son gloomily, examining him.
"Father, what happened?" Qu Mingcheng raised his eyes, his face a little flustered.
"Don't you know what happened?" Qu Zhizhen asked with a sneer.
"Father, I... am so focused on studying that I really don't know anything." Qu Mingcheng said stiffly. His usually kind father put too much pressure on him today, which made him feel a little panicked.
But then I told myself that no matter what happened, it had nothing to do with me, and no matter how I investigated, it would not be my fault, so there was no need to panic.
In order to prevent himself from getting in trouble, he had been reading behind closed doors today and had not asked his servant to find out anything, so he still didn't know that anything had gone wrong.
"You don't know?" Qu Zhizhen sneered, reached out and picked up a book at hand, and smashed it down hard.
Qu Mingcheng was hit by the bullet without warning. He covered his forehead with his hand and called out in panic, "Father!"
"Tell me, what did your mother do?" Qu Zhizhen sneered again.
"Father... I... I don't know what you are talking about?" Qu Mingcheng panicked, his eyes flickering and he didn't dare to meet Qu Zhizhen's eyes.
"You don't know? Do you want me to tell you something?" Qu Zhizhen shouted, "What's going on with your aunt? What's going on with your grandmother's medicine?"
Qu Zhizhen had no choice but to tell Mrs. Yu about the pills in the study. This was also to prevent the lady from getting sick when he was not at home and having no medicine on hand.
Condition.
When Yu was around, these medicines were basically in his hands and he didn't need to worry about them. When the lady had used them up, Yu would send someone to take them and deliver them to the lady.
Now that Yu is not here, his reaction is a little slow. My nanny had mentioned before that the lady's pills were gone, but Qu Zhizhen has been busy recently and had not thought about it. It was not until my nanny sent someone over yesterday that Qu Zhizhen remembered this matter and specially asked someone to bring a bottle of pills over.
I didn't expect something to go wrong with this bottle.
If there is anyone else in the mansion who might have tampered with the pill, it must be Yu. But now Yu is not here, and Qu Mingcheng is involved in Luo's matter, so of course Qu Zhizhen is most suspicious of Qu Mingcheng.
"Father... Father, I was concentrating on studying today and didn't even leave the house. I really don't know what happened. Why do you ask me like this? Did something happen in the mansion?" Qu Mingcheng suppressed the panic in his heart and asked in a hurry, his face pale and a little panicked.
But this panic can also be interpreted as being at a loss, because Qu Zhizhen's accusations are at a loss.
"Why are you helping your aunt find people from Qingyun Temple?" Qu Zhizhen looked at him with a gloomy face.
"It was my great aunt who suggested it. I don't know where she heard it from, but she said the Taoist nuns at Qingyun Temple were more psychic and could suppress bad luck and predict good and bad luck. She asked me to look for them, but I couldn't find them. When I was at my wit's end, I met Xu Zhian. It was he who suggested that we look for another female Taoist nun. Everything that happened afterwards was handled by my great aunt and the female Taoist nun herself. It has nothing to do with me anymore."
Qu Mingcheng was well prepared and said hurriedly.
Hearing him frankly mention Xu Zhian's name, Qu Zhizhen's expression became a little better. "Didn't you say you were going to study hard? How come your elder brother didn't get involved in this, but you did?"
Compared to Qu Mingcheng, Qu Minghui is Luo's biological son.
"Father, my aunt has always been very good to me. I have been studying with my uncle for so many years and have always respected my aunt and uncle. Now that my aunt is in trouble, I naturally cannot sit idly by. I will help her if I can. What happened?"
Qu Mingcheng said anxiously, looking up at Qu Zhizhen with a panicked look on his face, "Could it be that something happened to my aunt?"
His panic was mixed with his previous panic, making it hard to tell what he was panicking about.
He had already figured out the causes and consequences of these things, and was not afraid of his father's questioning. He had revealed some clues before, but it was because his father's power was too great in the past that he was panicked for a moment, but now he has slowly calmed down.
No matter what happened, it had nothing to do with him. Even if his grandmother died now, it was because of that bitch Qu Moying, and it had nothing to do with him!
Even if we find the real person Jing'an, the only trace of the incense burner has long gone, and there is no evidence to prove that the ashes in the incense burner were mixed with poison.
As for my grandmother's matter, it has nothing to do with me. My mother just told me a secret and I asked someone to pass on a message. That's all!
Thinking of this, the panic in my heart subsided a little. Although my face still looked frightened, my heart had actually slowly calmed down.
But the next moment, he heard Qu Zhizhen's gloomy voice: "You will move out of the mansion tomorrow!"
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Qu Zhizhen sitting on the top in horror, unable to say a word...