Lan Zhaoyi was frightened out of her wits, she didn't even care about her maid, she scrambled out from the gate of the cold palace, and ran desperately down the palace road.
The people behind her were hurriedly chasing her, but they didn't catch up for some reason. She panicked and didn't think too much, just pretended that she was forced out of her running potential, and ran forward all the way.
"Who is it!" When she was approaching the Hall of Mental Cultivation, a guard finally stopped her. Lan Zhaoyi was drenched all over, she sat down on the ground in embarrassment and said, "There is an assassin!"
The guard was at a loss, looked up and looked behind her: "No one."
Lan Zhaoyi was taken aback for a moment, then looked back, the person chasing her had really disappeared under the rain.
"Where are you from?" the guard grabbed her and asked.
"Youyang Palace." Lan Zhaoyi tremblingly said: "But don't send me back, I want to see the emperor!"
You still want to see the emperor with this look? The guards were very disdainful, and they grabbed her and sent her to Youyang Palace.
"Let go of me! Let go of me!" Lan Zhaoyi hurriedly said, "I have something to tell Empress Hua Concubine, if you tell me, she will want to see me!"
"The concubine Hua is serving the bed, how can I see you?" The guard sneered, "Let's go back first, see you tomorrow!"
"No!" Lan Zhaoyi looked at the way she came here in horror: "There are assassins in Youyang Palace, if you send me back, I will die! Please! I can wait here!"
It was raining non-stop, and her bun was all loose and her hair was sticking to her face, looking a little scary. The guard didn't seem to listen to her at all, and insisted on dragging her to Youyang Palace.
"What's the matter?" A woman's voice sounded from the side: "It's so loud, isn't it afraid to startle Sheng Jia?"
Concubine Hua turned her head and saw that it was a palace maid from the Palace of Mental Cultivation, and said quickly: "I am Lan Zhaoyi, I want to see Concubine Hua!"
Qing Niao walked over holding an umbrella and glanced at her: "Lan Zhaoyi?"
"Yes! Your master came to me during the day and asked for a prescription. I have a prescription here! I can write to her right away. Please, let them not send me back to Youyang Palace!"
With a look of embarrassment on his face, Qing Niao said: "My master probably doesn't care much about prescriptions, are you that Zhaoyi who was locked in the cold palace? If you run out like this, you will be punished."
"I..." Lan Zhaoyi said impatiently, "I don't want to die yet! Concubine Hui is going to kill someone!"
Qing Ling was taken aback for a moment, as if she was taken aback by her, then she glanced at the guard next to her and said, "Well, take her into the Hall of Mental Cultivation and put her in the side hall, and I'll ask what's going on .”
"Yes." The guard agreed, escorting her to follow Qing Ling forward.
Lan Zhaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, her face was wet with tears, she looked back with lingering fear, and walked faster than the person who was holding her.
The lights in the main hall had already been turned off, Qing Niao brought her into the side hall, took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and said, "You say you can write prescriptions, then write."
Lan Zhaoyi pursed her lips, looked at her and said, "Can I stay here overnight?"
"The servant doesn't know the rules in this palace." Qing Niao said in a daze, "If you want to spend the night here, that's fine. When the master wakes up tomorrow, the servant will report to you."
Looks like a new maid in the palace? Lan Zhaoyi was relieved and calmed down for a while before writing.
"What kind of prescription is this?" Qing Ling asked curiously: "Drug?"
"Your master wants it. I don't know what she's going to do with it, but it's none of my business if I give this prescription." The voice was still a little trembling, and Lan Zhaoyi was obviously frightened, and the written words They all trembled a little: "This recipe is not rumored."
Qing Niao nodded half-understanding, seeing that she had finished writing, she casually put it away, pointed to the bed and said, "You should have a good rest, we will talk about it tomorrow morning if you have anything to do."
"good."
Seeing the bed and quilt, Lan Zhaoyi was almost moved to tears, took off her wet clothes, changed into a maid's pajamas, and rolled in.
Qing Ling closed the door for her, sent someone to check the doors and windows, then quietly entered the main hall, and put the recipe on the table.
"Okay, let's light the lamp, I'm not asleep." Hua Chun's voice sounded from the inner hall, startling Qing Niao, she quickly lit the palace lantern, opened the curtain at the partition, and handed over the prescription.
Neither the emperor nor Huachun fell asleep. After taking Fangzi, Huachun leaned against the emperor and watched carefully for a long time.
"Do you know medicinal materials?"
"don't know."
"Then what's the use?" The emperor pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to grab Fang Zi, and glanced at it: "Drug."
Rolling his eyes, Hua Chun said, "I also know it's a drug, the kind that Lan Zhaoyi put in my eyes. Usually drugs are used to make people unconscious through breathing or esophagus. It can also make people fall in the eyes, so some research is necessary."
After sweeping his eyes twice, the emperor's eyes fell on one or three words: "Mountain eggplant flower."
"Huh?" Hua Chun looked at it: "What's wrong with the mountain eggplant flower?"
"There should be no such herbal medicine in the palace anymore." The emperor said: "Although the nightshade flower is a medicine, it can also make people paralyzed and comatose. The pharmacy will remove this medicine and replace it with other medicinal materials with similar medicinal properties and weak toxicity."
Hua Chun was shocked, and took another look at the prescription: "If there is no one in the palace, where did she come from?"
"This... I'm afraid I have to ask Concubine Hui." There was a dark light in his eyes, the emperor looked at her and said, "She has always been in charge of the distribution of supplies in the palace."
Concubine Hui? Hua Chun became more energetic, her waist straightened.
At first, I thought that Lan Zhaoyi had shouldered the responsibility of hurting her, and there was nothing wrong with Concubine Hui, but there was a dark thread here
After thinking about it carefully, she turned her head and asked Qing Niao: "Do you remember what Rui'er said today?"
Qing Ling wondered: "What?"
"Concubine Hui doesn't sleep well and likes incense, so she monopolizes many precious medicinal materials in the imperial pharmacy to make incense." Hua Chun raised her eyebrows: "She is in charge of the supplies in the palace, so what medicinal materials are lacking, will it be okay? Will you find someone to sneak in from outside the palace?"
Qing Ling was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while, and nodded: "It's possible."
"Let's not be in a hurry." Hua Chun put the prescription into Qing Niao's hands: "I'll see the imperial doctor tomorrow."
"Yes." Qing Ling agreed, looked at the two people on the bed with a reddish face, and hurriedly backed out.
Feeling the dawn of hope ahead, Hua Chun was in a great mood, and lay down to howl.
The emperor blocked his ears, pulled the quilt up to suppress the dishonest person, and said: "Happiness and anger are always in the form, which is not good for you."
Curling her lips, Hua Chun said, "If you weren't the only one here, would I be so noisy? It must be the one with a calm face and a smile at the corner of the mouth, okay?"
Slightly taken aback, the emperor turned his head and glanced at her, then shut up and didn't speak.
With a soft snort, Hua Chun turned over with a smile, and was finally ready to fall asleep in peace.
The next day, just after dawn, the imperial doctor who got up early was taken to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
"Look at these incenses." Hua Chun asked with a serious face, "Can you tell what spices and medicinal materials are in it?"
The imperial doctor was very speechless, he was a doctor and not an incense maker. However, the lady in front of her is being favored, so she is not easy to offend, so she can only sniff and distinguish carefully, and write her name on the paper while distinguishing.
After waiting for half an hour, Hua Chun picked up what he wrote and glanced at it, and found the three words "Shanjihua" without any mistakes.
Even if it is found in incense, it must be found in the palace.
"Thank you, imperial doctor." Hua Chun nodded with a smile, asked Qing Niao to send someone out, and then sent the palace servants to the imperial pharmacy to inquire about the situation.
"Niang Niang." Rui'er said, "Lan Zhaoyi is awake and wants to see you."
"Let her in."
"yes."
After a night's sleep, Lan Zhaoyi's spirit recovered a bit, but her face was still a little pale, and when she came in, she obediently knelt down: "Ms. Hua Concubine, the concubine begs Mrs. Hua Concubine for help!"
Hua Chun looked at her curiously: "What's wrong?"
"Assassins entered Youyang Palace yesterday, and the guilty concubine almost died." Lan Zhaoyi gritted her teeth: "The guilty concubine doesn't want to die so early. Looking at this palace, only the empress can save the guilty concubine, so..."
Hua Chun waved his hands modestly: "I'm just a concubine, what can I save you? You'd better go back quickly, lest you be found out and escape from the cold palace, and you will have to be punished."
Didn't you mean to win her over before? Now that she has offered to deliver it to her door, why is she still refusing? Lan Zhaoyi couldn't understand it very much, looked up at her and said, "Don't you want to know why the guilty concubine attacked you?"
After a slight pause, Hua Chun said, "Isn't it because of jealousy?"
"No!" Lan Zhaoyi said: "Someone ordered the concubine to drug you, but...the things they will do later have nothing to do with the concubine."
Everyone is a master at whitewashing themselves, Hua Chun looked at her indifferently and said, "Even if you say that now, it won't change anything, those two eunuchs belong to your palace."
"It's true that they are from the concubine's palace, but they were given to the concubine by Concubine Hui, and they don't listen to the concubine's words at all!" Lan Zhaoyi said anxiously: "Your Majesty still can't understand what is going on in this palace. Who's been attacking people?"
Hua Chun looked bewildered: "Who?"
Lan Zhaoyi was about to die of anger, pinched the corner of her skirt and said, "It's Concubine Hui!"
"Ah?" Startled, Hua Chun looked at her in disbelief: "How can you slander Concubine Hui like this?"
"The concubine is not slandering her, she is telling the truth!" Lan Zhaoyi's eyes were red: "The concubine has done a lot of evil things for her, but I didn't expect to be chased and killed by her in the end! It's up to now , Going back to Youyang Palace is a death, the concubine might as well make it clear before she dies!"
Hua Chun looked at her suspiciously, and Lan Zhaoyi was even more annoyed by this look, "It was Concubine Hui who secretly ordered Nie Cairen to be killed a year ago, and now she is going to kill her by the same means. Yours is also Concubine Hui, and the concubine is nothing more than a knife from beginning to end!"