Tang Yiru watched the imperial doctor leave, and threw the porcelain pillow on the bed in anger.
Quark doctors, they are all quack doctors! Seeing the blood stained on Juanpa, Tang Yiru was terrified.
Half a month ago, I suddenly fainted in the yard. After I woke up, I took the medicine and not only did not get better, but I was weak and weak, and I was sweating all over. I coughed constantly at night. By now, he actually started coughing up blood!
The imperial doctor looked at the two of them, and the medicine was as good as the sky, but the disease did not improve at all.
The person who just came to ask for a pulse was already the third imperial doctor, but he was also constantly saying that he was haggard and overworked. Just take good medicine, and you will be nurtured with meditation.
Weary and overworked? She, Tang Yiru, is like a transparent person in this mansion. What's the point of working so hard? This is clearly serious! How many people can survive coughing up blood? It's a shame that no one can diagnose it!
Tang Yiru had a guess in his heart that the most likely disease of those inexplicable diseases was poison! It's a pity that the imperial doctor can't count on it anymore. The only one who can see the clue is the Qi family in this mansion.
The last time Tang Huiru wanted to kill herself, it was thanks to Qi's cleverness that she saved her life. I don't know if I can escape this time.
Tang Yiru hurriedly asked someone to invite the Qi family, but there was no one coming when they waited for the left and right. In the end, a maid came and said that Qi had caught a cold by accident and was lying in bed to recover.
Tang Yiru looked at Qi's personal servant girl coldly, wishing she could be strangled to death. It's really good, the two masters and servants actually fooled her like a fool.
The first few times it was a headache and a fever, but this time it was a cold, but she didn't know that Qi was so sick.
"My sister has been sick in bed for three days, but do you want my elder sister to ask the imperial doctor to take a look?" Tang Yiru walked in with her eyebrows lifted, looking at the woman on the couch whose expression suddenly changed, and sneered.
Qi Shi did not expect that Concubine Tang would break in regardless of face, and she knew that it was not good, and secretly said that it would be bad.
I have repeatedly shied away from him several times, for fear of making her angry, and now I am looking for trouble.
Mrs Qi smiled stiffly and coughed weakly, "The slave maid Xie Shufei is worried, it's all a little problem, just take care of it, you can use the imperial doctor wherever."
"You can't just drag it along with a small problem, can you?" Tang Yiru shook Qi's hand and looked straight into her eyes, "Or is it because my sister was careless and touched something dirty?"
Qi's heart shuddered, and she immediately realized that Tang Yiru was suspicious.
No wonder the emperor rushed in like this. Of course, she couldn't sit still when her life was at stake.
"If this is where it is, it'll be fine if the wind blows accidentally.
Regardless of whether Tang Yiru can find the clue in the end, he absolutely cannot get the slightest bit of news from himself, otherwise disaster will be imminent.
Mrs Qi gritted her teeth to deal with Tang Yiru, pretending not to leak, but her heart was tightly gripped.
Don't know the truth, never know the terrible truth. Just like the current Tang Yiru, she still single-mindedly suspected which woman was going to harm her. Qi Shi looked at Tang Yiru's calm panic, and suddenly felt a kind of desolate sadness.
Even though she knew that Tang Yiru must have committed the taboo of His Royal Highness to cause this calamity, Qi's heart was still afraid. His Royal Highness turned a blind eye to the women in the backyard, showing no pity, and now he is even more heartless. Perhaps in the entire backyard, only the one from Dan Ruoyuan could make him soft-hearted.
The more Shi Qi thought about it, the more depressed he felt, and suddenly felt that all his previous delusions were inferior to living a good life. Safely guarding a yard is better than the woman in front of you dying unexpectedly.
Tang Yiru tried her best in Qi's house but couldn't get a word out. Seeing that she was acting crazy and stupid to her suggestion, she could only return with a cold face.
Since then, Tang Yiru's condition has gotten worse and worse, and finally, he coughed up blood every day, and he couldn't even get out of bed.
When Mu Xiyao heard in Danruoyuan that Tang Yiru had punished the maid again, she shook her head secretly. That woman really went back to life.
Tang Yiru of course knew that this time it was a big deal. After many days of anxious venting, she could occasionally meditate, and faintly noticed.
This strange illness might have something to do with the night that made her uneasy for a long time.
Still haven't gotten rid of Tang Huiru's calculations? Who else did she borrow to kill her again
Lying on the bed, Tang Yiru looked at the beating candles outside the tent, her expression gradually becoming dazed.
If she hadn't let go of her sister's hand by the Weishui Pool back then, what would have happened
In Danruo Garden, Zong Zhenglin took Mu Xiyao and was about to resettle them, but he heard Mama Zhao hurriedly come to report that the concubine in Shuhui Garden was not good.
Zong Zhenglin's expression was indifferent, he took the cloak handed over by Mo Lan and put it on Mu Xiyao, and then covered her stove before taking someone over.
The woman lying flat on the bed described it as gloomy and withered. His eyes were no longer clear and turbid.
"His Royal Highness." Tang Yiru couldn't even speak aloud, but after calling someone, her breath became unstable.
"Concubine... After all, I have to see Your Highness." Tang Yiru's words were just out of her mouth, and her tears had already fallen. The man standing in front of him was the only person he was happy with, but he was never allowed to get close to him.
"Why is Your Highness unwilling to have a little pity, in case the concubine is not as good as the concubine?" The woman with a short breath looked sad and pained, and looked straight at Zong Zhenglin, her eyes never moving.
Mu Xiyao looked at her hard work and wanted to understand, but she felt that there was nothing more stupid in the world.
Mu Xiyao in the previous life was like this, and Tang Yiru in this life was the same.
Zong Zhenglin never looked directly at Tang Yiru, he stood with his hands behind his back, but his eyes were on the palace fans in the room.
"The concubine of this hall is the eldest lady of the Tang family, Tang Shi Yiru. What's the matter with you?" Zong Zhenglin's voice was slow and slow, but Tang Yiru fell down like a lightning strike in an instant.
The imperial doctor who was waiting outside hurried in to give injections, and the room was in chaos.
Zong Zhenglin did not wait for the imperial doctor to reply, and directly led Mu Xiyao back.
Holding the little woman's soft body, Zong Zhenglin felt much more at ease.
The Tang family taught good daughters, one or two, I don't know what to call them. Fortunately, there is Mu Xiyao who expresses his heart, otherwise these women in the backyard will simply be unbearable.
Mu Xiyao rubbed her face against Zong Zhenglin's chest, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.
In the afternoon of the second day, news came from Shuhui Garden that Concubine Tang had gone.
When the concubine died, the Prince's Mansion sent a letter to the Tang family.
When Master Tang got the news, he immediately rushed from the household to the Prince's Mansion, but after a quarter of an hour, his face was pale and he walked out the door tremblingly.
When Mrs. Tang learned earlier that her daughter was gone, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she burst into tears when she saw him returning to the house.
"Yuzhi, this matter can't be brought up again, otherwise a catastrophe is imminent." Master Tang looked at his wife like crazy, and asked in a loud voice, he could only endure the pain in his heart and comfort him again and again.
There are two sons and three daughters under his knees. Now the three daughters have gone, and the other one has disappeared. When you are middle-aged, but watch your daughter walk in front one after another, how can you not feel pain
If it hadn't been for Qin Rugui's fascination and impostor, how could there be today's catastrophe
Thinking of Tang Huiru's handwriting that His Highness threw in front of him with a cold face, Master Tang filled with remorse and tears. It's all because he has no way to teach daughters, and teach daughters no way!