"Okay! That's good." Shen Zhaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm not worried about any agreed or not agreed matters, I'm just worried about you. I'm afraid that you will change the prescription randomly. If Concubine Le What's going on and what's going on, you can't even tell why."
Dongfang Jing's smile was fixed on her face, she lowered her head and took a sip of tea before regaining her composure, raised her head and said, "Mistress Shen is probably a little overwhelmed because of the influence of those rumors outside. Don't worry, Madam, the medicine used for Concubine Le is all It is a medicine that I am very sure of, and there will be no problems."
"Okay... okay." Shen Zhaoyu sighed a few times, then got up and said, "Concubine Le has always been a light sleeper, and she didn't take a long lunch break. When she wakes up, she has to find you again. You have been tired all morning, so hurry up and eat something to rest for a while." , I will return to Zhaoyang Palace first, and it will not affect you."
Dongfang Jing nodded, "Okay."
As soon as Shen Zhaoyu left, Dongmei came forward with her lunch, and asked with a frown, "Master, this Lady Shen has only been here for a while, why did she leave before she even finished her tea?"
Dongfang Jing frowned, narrowed her eyes, and said coldly, "Is the tea from Yuhuatai better than the tea from Zhaoyang Palace?"
"Of course not." Dongmei shook her head again and again. Yuhua Terrace is just a residence awarded by His Majesty to Prince Gong, how can it be compared with the land of the imperial concubine
"That's right!" Dongfang Jing smiled slightly, "So Concubine Shen went back to Zhaoyang Palace to continue drinking that tea. Today is different from the past, and she may not be used to drinking the tea from Yuhuatai."
Dongmei was clever, and immediately understood what Dongfang Jing was saying. Staring at Shen Zhaoyu's back, she couldn't help but gasped.
Dongfang Jing turned her head and told Dongmei carefully, "Keep an eye on Concubine Le's medicine, and don't let outsiders mess with it. In this harem, how many women are looking forward to the death of Concubine Le's mother and child!"
"Yes." Dongmei agreed, and hurriedly arranged the bowls and chopsticks in front of Dongfang Jing, and said with a smile, "Master, I've been tired all morning, you should hurry up and eat something."
"En." Dongfang Jing responded, took the wet towel handed over by Dongmei, wiped her hands briefly, picked up the chopsticks, held a small piece of meat to her mouth, and frowned involuntarily.
"Master, what's the matter?" Dongmei was slightly taken aback.
"The taste is not right." Dongfang Jing put down the chopsticks in her hand, took out a silver needle with her, and stirred it in the bowl of braised pork. The silver needle was already black when she pulled it back.
Dongmei stood aside, shocked, "Master! This meat is...poisonous!"
"I'm afraid it's not just the meat that's poisonous." Dongfang Jing was much calmer than her, and took out the silver needle again, trying every dish in front of her, and the top of the silver needle was completely black.
Dongmei's face turned pale with shock, "Master! This is someone who wants to put you to death!"
"Where did you get this food?" Dongfang Jing put down the silver needle, her eyes flickering.
"Imperial dining room." Dongmei thought for a while, and then continued, "This food was brought by the servants themselves, without the hands of any maids. If there is any problem with the food, either the slaves poisoned it, or the imperial dining room gave it to us. The prepared meals are already poisonous."
Dongfang Jing rolled her eyes, shook her head helplessly and said, "Dongmei, why don't I trust you that much? You still have to count yourself in."
Dongmei twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, but didn't make a sound.
"The person who poisoned him is in the imperial dining room."