Chapter 1189

After wandering around the palace, Jiang Chan finally came to the old emperor's study. Jiang Chan uncovers the tiles, and she has a panoramic view of the scene in the imperial study.

The imperial study was brightly lit. Emperor Qingfeng sat in front of the big table and was concentrating on correcting memorials. The eunuch waited beside him and shook his fan from time to time.

Jiang Chan turned her eyes and touched the bottle of detoxification pill and Yiqi pill from her arms. She aimed at emperor Qingfeng's desk. With a little force on her wrist, the two small porcelain bottles fell on emperor Qingfeng's imperial case.

"Who? Who?"

Qingfeng emperor's NIB paused, subconsciously looked up, but he couldn't see anything above. The old eunuch who had been sitting at emperor Qingfeng's feet was an excited spirit. He sat up and opened his mouth to shout for an assassin, but emperor Qingfeng stopped him.

He squinted at the two porcelain vases, and the old eunuch shook his hands: "Your Majesty, you'd better let the slaves come. What if it's poisonous?"

Seeing that emperor Qingfeng did not move, the old eunuch knew that this was his default meaning. Trembling, he pulled out the cork on the porcelain bottle and poured out a few pills.

Emperor Qingfeng couldn't help looking at the two porcelain bottles. Such a powerful man ventured into the palace just to send him two bottles of pills?

"Pass it on to Doctor Zhang."

"I'll go now."

When the things were delivered, Jiang Chan immediately left the palace. She didn't care how much waves it would bring to Emperor Qingfeng. In fact, as soon as the things were delivered, she realized that she didn't owe emperor Qingfeng anything.

As for these Yiqi Pills or detoxification pills, how emperor Qingfeng should use them is none of Jiang Chan's business.

As Jiang Chan guessed, the existence of Du Zi's book can't hide from others.

Jiang Chan and Bogu didn't hide their faces when they started. Besides, Du Bohao naturally recognized Bogu and Boda because they were so high-profile in the imperial city.

This was not at noon the day after Du Bohao detoxified. He took people to Yuelai inn.

At that time, Jiang Chan was playing chess with Du Zishu. She came out for a few months. This was her most leisure time. When she returned to Beichen, it was estimated that it was a mountain of memorials.

"Pa!" Baizi contacted the chessboard and made a sound like gold and jade. Listening to Batu's report, Jiang Chan looked up at Du Zishu: "people came to the door."

"What's the hurry? Air them." Du Zishu didn't think so and was still thinking about how to go next.

Jiang Chan held her cheek and just let her see the play. It is said that this plain life has been too long, and she inevitably wants to have some fun. There are really not many interesting things in the capital. Now there is one thing to kill time.

Du Zishu looked up and saw Jiang Chan's joking look. He shrugged his shoulders. Well, this is also the evil taste of this. Although she looks rigorous and square on the surface, she is actually the most evil interest inside. She also likes to dig holes for others. If she is careless, she will step on thunder.

This is Du Zishu's lesson like blood and tears, so his heart lifted up when he saw Jiang Chan's expression.

Seeing Du Zishu's alert appearance, Jiang Chan sighed and threw Baizi onto the chessboard: "Zi Shu is becoming less and less fun. I'm watching Du Bohao's play. What are you worried about?"

Boda's abdominal Fei, haven't you been afraid before?

"Seeing you early and seeing you late is the same. See you later, Batu. Please Du Bohao come in." although Du Bohao is the eldest brother of Du Zishu's blood, Jiang Chan has never mentioned this identity. Isn't it salt on Du Zishu's wound?

When Du Bohao came in, he saw Jiang Chan and Du Zishu sitting opposite each other. There was a chessboard between them. There were dense black and white children on the chessboard.

Seeing himself coming in, the young man opposite Du Zishu turned to look at himself and said, "Bogu said that there are similarities between your eyebrows and eyes. It's true."

Du Bohao made a bow and looked at Jiang Chan in embarrassment: "brother, can you avoid it for a while? Zishu and I have some housework to discuss, so that outsiders can't hear it."

Jiang Chan held her chin: "Zishu, do you need me to avoid? Do you hear me? Housework!"

Du Zishu added some tea to Jiang Chan's tea cup: "no, he and I are not a family. Besides, everything can be told to people. I do things frankly and deserve it."

Jiang Chan picked her eyebrows and sucked tea contentedly, but her ears stood up high, and her eyes swept Du Zishu and Du Bohao from time to time.

Du Zishu is as calm as ever, but Du Bohao's Qi Nourishing skills are not as good as Du Zishu. He only thought Du Zishu was deliberately trying to bully him, but now he can only suppress his anger and force out a smile.

"Zishu, my mother was poisoned by Qijue powder. Only Huozhi can detoxify it. Since your Qijue powder has been detoxified, you must have extra antidote in your hand. Do you think you can..."

Du Zi's book was crisp and crisp: "no, look at you like this. I want to give you Chen's antidote? She is kind-hearted."

"Don't say I don't have it, even if I have it, I won't give it to you." Du Zishu picked up the tea lamp at his hand and sipped the tea. He was right. The antidote really wasn't in his hand and was collected by Jiang Chan.

Du Bohao bit his teeth: "after all, she is your real mother. If you are known by others, it will be difficult for you to enter the official in the future. How can you stand?"

"I don't bother you. Even if the emperor knows, I'm doing well. Don't forget how my mother died. I've been separated for so many years. I have to let her experience the pain I've suffered."

Du Zishu still had a faint expression, "I'm lucky to meet a noble man. If you want your mother to be safe, pray that your mother can meet a noble man. It's just that her hands have been stained with blood for so many years. Even if she is lucky, she has been ruined by her evil deeds over the years."

Du Bohao is not a fool. Seeing that Jiang Chan has been sitting next to the opera, he suddenly turned to Jiang Chan: "the childe said yesterday that my mother still has an antidote. It must be that the seven Jue powder on Zi Shu was cured by the childe. Can you please go to Du mansion? If my mother is cured, we will give you a generous gift and express our deep gratitude."

Jiang Chan rubbed Baizi in her hand: "childe Du, I look so kind?"

Du Bohao: "you are a medical practitioner. Aren't you the one who pays most attention to practicing medicine to cure diseases, hanging a pot to save the world and heal the wounded?"

Jiang Chan raised her hand: "I really solved Du Zishu's poison, but I'm not a doctor. I'm afraid you asked the wrong person."

Du Bohao: "how? Don't you have such profound medical skills?"