Unparalleled favor: The medical concubine has the power over the world

Chapter 489: Burn this medicine

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Oriole looked behind her and made sure there was no one, then knelt directly in front of Wen Qingzhu, grabbed the hem of her skirt and prayed: "Miss Seventh, please save Mingli! After careful calculation, he can be regarded as Miss Seventh's cousin!"

Seeing that Wen Qingzhu was a little confused, Lu Tao explained in a low voice beside him: "Wen Mingli is the son of Aunt Oriole."

"What's going on?" Wen Qingzhu did not agree directly.

But this still gave Oriole hope, and while wiping away her tears, she said, "It's Miss Six!"

"Shut up! It's Concubine Wen now!" Lu Tao immediately scolded her and looked outside, only to feel relieved after making sure the beauty was here.

Oriole quickly changed her mind and explained the next thing in detail.

It's just that after the Huai Palace gained power, the Wan family turned over. Wen Bogui's weak temper could not protect Oriole mother and son.

Within a few days, Wen Mingli's health became worse and worse, and now he relied on decoctions to maintain his health.

I asked the doctor to come over and look at it, but he couldn't find any reason.

Today I learned that Wen Qingzhu was coming, so I took the opportunity to come over.

"I can help you." Wen Qingzhu helped Oriole up, leaned into her ear, and said something.

Oriole was startled and a little scared: "This, is this really possible?"

Wen Qingzhu raised his lips and smiled: "It's okay, just do as I say and you'll be fine."

After Wen Qingzhu's repeated assurances, Oriole left doubtfully.

"Master Hou, please leave first. I know everything you need to know." Wen Qingzhu turned around and walked straight into the house.

After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, Wen Qinglan finally arrived.

As soon as she sat down, she stared at Wen Qingzhu without moving, but didn't ask anything.

"Why is Concubine Lan looking at me like this? But what did I do wrong?" Wen Qingzhu put down the tea cup and looked up.

Wen Qinglan still stared at her: "I heard that Concubine Wen went to see you yesterday?"

"Well, she promised me a condition, so I came here." Wen Qingzhu didn't hide anything, but he didn't tell Wen Qinglan the specifics.

"As long as you know what you are doing, someone is always watching you." Wen Qinglan gave her a warning and left.

Soon, Mr. Wan personally came over and invited Wen Qingzhu to watch the ceremony in front.

Wen Qingzhu stood up with a smile and followed Wanshi out.

Walking all the way, I saw the courtyard wall that separated the Wen family, and asked more: "Didn't Fourth Aunt and the others come over for the second brother's wedding?"

Hearing her mention the fourth room, Wan could hardly hold back her smile.

"Eleven is disobedient and pursues Master Huixin every day. Now there are countless rumors in the capital. She had been staying in seclusion long ago. She said she was sick. I don't know if it was a real illness or a fake one. "

"So that's it. It seems that after the wedding is over, I should go over and have a look." Wen Qingzhu did not agree with Wanshi, which made Wanshi a little embarrassed.

However, Wen Qingzhu quickly changed the subject and talked about the bride.

After asking like this, I found out that the bride was actually from Shuzhou and a relative of Wen Qingruo's family. Although her background was lower, she was also a legitimate daughter of an official family.

"Eldest sister is back too?" Wen Qingzhu asked with a smile.

Wan said with some pride: "I'm back. My son-in-law and grandson are also back."

When he arrived at the front hall, Wen Qingzhu saw a dignified and gentle woman standing among the crowd.

Different from the dress of women in the capital, she wears more silver jewelry on her head.

Even so, it still looks elegant.

Wan went over to help, and Wen Qingzhu sat in a quiet place.

In her memory, Wen Qingruo married into the Deng family in Shuzhou when she was six years old.

At that time, the Wan family was still very unhappy. After all, it was because of Wen Guanbin that she let Wen Qingruo marry him so as not to be transferred to the capital.

But looking at Wan's happy look now, Wen Qingruo really married the right person.

Wen Qingzhu had little impression of this eldest sister who was married to Shuzhou.

I only vaguely remember that when Jiang Yuansheng was demoted to a commoner and Wen Qingfang was sentenced to death, both Wan and Wen Bogui were implicated and died in prison.

Wen Qingruo seemed to have returned to the capital, collected and buried the bodies of the Wan family and his wife, and then sent Wen Mingyu to exile.

"Sister! You are so beautiful!" A little boy with dark eyes suddenly ran up to him and put his hands on his knees.

Wen Qingzhu looked down and found that he looked like Wen Qingruo.

A mother came from behind, grabbed him, and apologized quickly: "Miss Qi, he is the youngest son of the eldest lady."

"Master Cousin, she is an aunt, not a sister!" The mother quickly explained to the little boy.

Wen Qingzhu smiled and said he didn't care.

But at this moment, Wen Qingruo came over, took the little boy's hand, and said gently but seriously: "Call aunt!"

The little boy seemed to be afraid of her, lowering his head and calling his aunt.

Wen Qingzhu glanced sideways at Lu Tao and asked her to give the little boy a purse.

"I don't know if my nephew will come back. It's a little thing. Let's play with it."

"Thank you so much, Seventh Sister, Bo'er. Thank you aunt quickly." Wen Qingruo looked at the little boy again.

Deng Bo immediately whispered thank you.

After a few pleasantries, Wen Qingruo took Deng Bo away.

After they left, Wen Qingzhu glanced at the skirt on his knees, and there was a faint fragrance lingering on it.

About half an hour later, Xia Feiyuan appeared.

As soon as she appears, the scene gets weird.

Many of the guests who came here had attended the wedding of Wen Mingyu and Xia Feiyuan.

But today Xia Feiyuan came here to attend the wedding on behalf of the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion.

Someone with a bit of discernment knew what happened in the palace that time, so he took the initiative to compliment her.

If there is one, there will be two, and the scene becomes lively again.

The seat arranged by Jingyuan Marquis Mansion was at the top, but she walked over to Wen Qingzhu.

"Miss Wen, do you mind if I sit here?" Xia Feiyuan still gave Wen Qingzhu face.

Wen Qingzhu glanced at his knees and said with a smile, "Of course I don't mind."

After sitting down, a maid immediately came over to pour tea for them both.

Lu Tao had something wrong with the little boy just now, so he deliberately turned around and touched the maid serving tea.

The teapot in the maid's hand tilted, and the tea splashed out, just in time to wet Wen Qingzhu's skirt.

Before Lu Tao could even speak, Xia Feiyuan angrily scolded: "You bitch, I can't even pour you a cup of tea! Someone is here! Drag her down and give her a twenty-pound beating!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four guards with swords rushed in from outside.

The guests in the room were instantly startled. The crowd stepped aside and watched as the four guards dragged the tea-server out.

The maid turned pale with fright, crying and begging for mercy, but no one dared to come forward.

Even though Wen Bogui was greeting guests across the street, he didn't dare to let out a fart and lowered his head to pretend not to see it.

Until the maid's shrill screams were heard outside, and a gasp suddenly sounded in the house.

Listening to the maid's voice getting quieter and quieter, Wen Qingruo and Wanshi hurried in and stood in front of Xia Feiyuan.

"Mrs. Wen, do you have anything to say?" Xia Feiyuan spoke first with a smile on her face.

Wan's face turned green with anger. She was already full of stomach, but when she saw the two strong servants behind Xia Feiyuan, she gritted her teeth and held back.

Wen Qingruo glanced at his mother and roughly guessed Xia Feiyuan's identity.

She stepped forward with a smile: "Mrs. Prince, did that maid offend you?"

"I poured tea and overturned the teapot, which splashed the hem of Miss Wen's skirt. Should I hit her?" Xia Feiyuan looked at her with a smile.

"I'm going to leave first." Wen Qingzhu didn't want to get involved, so he held Lu Tao's hand and left.

Wen Qingruo looked at Wen Qingzhu's skirt and her eyes suddenly sank.

What did Xia Feiyuan see? Or did Wen Qingzhu see something

She thought for a moment and then told the maid next to her: "Add fifty big boards and don't fight here, so as not to stain the eyes of the guests."

The maid went down, and the tea maid who was beaten outside was also dragged away.

Wen Qingruo's decisiveness made Xia Feiyuan feel a hint of crisis.

It seems that Prince Huai's Mansion can turn around, and the eldest lady of the Wen family is behind it.

Leaving the banquet room, a familiar maid came over.

"Miss Seven, come this way."

"She's from Oriole." Lu Tao recognized her.

Wen Qingzhu hesitated for a moment and then followed the maid.

When they arrived in the yard, Oriole heard the noise and hurried out.

Seeing Wen Qingzhu's arrival, he was very surprised and stepped forward: "Miss Seventh is here..."

Before she finished speaking, Oriole saw the wet hem of Wen Qingzhu's skirt, understood immediately, and led her into the house.

After finding a similar dress, Oriole said a little embarrassedly: "This dress looks similar to Miss Seven's. If you don't mind, just change it to this one. It's still brand new."

"Thank you, aunt." Wen Qingzhu nodded and went in to change her skirt.

Not long after he walked out, the maid who led the way suddenly shouted from outside: "Who is sneaking around somewhere?"

Wen Qingzhu looked back and noticed the skirt in Lu Tao's hand.

"Lu Tao, take this dress..."

Lu Tao's eyes lit up: "Miss, are you trying to lure the snake out of its hole?"

Wen Qingzhu nodded in agreement, then looked at Oriole and said, "I will let Lu Tao burn these clothes later, and there will be smoke rising. Don't get me wrong."

"I won't misunderstand!" Oriole nodded immediately.

She glanced at the bedroom, a little afraid to speak.

Wen Qingzhu knew what she wanted to say and walked directly over there: "Let's go see Mingli."

Arriving inside the house, Wen Qingzhu smelled a strong smell of medicine.

There was a little boy on the other side of the bed who was coughing constantly, and next to him was a nanny waiting on him.

Wen Qingzhu went over to check Wen Mingli's pulse, but found that his pulse was very strange.

There are some ups and downs, not poisoning, let alone being poisoned.

"When did his health start to deteriorate?"

"Last year when Concubine Wen came back for the first time." Huang Li felt very distressed. If Wen Qingzhu didn't know what to do, then she would have no hope at all.

Wen Qingzhu felt something was wrong: "Did anything else happen? For example, the eldest lady didn't send anything back?"

As soon as these words came out, Oriole nodded sharply: "Yes, yes! I remembered that the eldest lady was not in good health at that time. Later, the eldest lady sent someone to send medicine back. After that, Wan's health got better and better. , Mingli’s health is getting worse and worse.”

"Then do you have any medicine or medicine residue that the eldest lady drank?" Wen Qingzhu felt that I, Wen Qingruo, must have brought something back.

Oriole thought about it carefully for a long time, then suddenly ran out without saying a word.

After a while, I came back with a handful of things.

"This! It's the medicine the eldest lady sent here for Mingli to drink. I didn't dare to let him drink it, so I kept it. I heard it was the medicine sent back by the eldest lady."

After taking the medicine bag from Oriole's hand, Wen Qingzhu opened it and didn't feel anything at first.

When she reached out to touch the medicinal material, she suddenly retracted her hand!

"Quick! Find a torch! Burn this medicine! Burn it immediately!" Wen Qingzhu's face turned pale instantly, and the hand holding the medicine bag was trembling.

Lu Tao hurried out and brought a woman in with a copper basin and burning charcoal.

Wen Qingzhu threw the medicine bag in without hesitation.

Although oil paper is not flammable, it will burn within a short time when exposed to high-temperature charcoal fire.