Chapter 1005： The black-hearted master is going to die from exhaustion!

Chapter 1005 The black-hearted master is going to die from exhaustion!

He tried his best to muster up his courage and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

After saying that, he walked forward and knelt in front of the emperor to diagnose his pulse.

The room was so quiet that one could hear needles dropping, and Jiayin and the third princess tried to breathe as lightly as possible.

But Liu Yuan finished the first examination with his left hand and switched to his right hand, his brows still furrowed. Finally, he kowtowed again and whispered, "Your Majesty, there is nothing serious about your dragon body, but there is some weak fire. Take a pair of fire-reducing soup, and the three You will be fully recovered in a day.”

The emperor's pupils shrank slightly, clearly refusing to believe it, and asked, "President Liu, if a person is upset and irritable every noon, and even worse at dusk, until he smells a certain smell, or sees someone. , you will calm down and become happy.

“Tell me, is this normal? Could it be that this person has been tricked into something?”

President Liu was stunned when he heard this, and he thought carefully. After a while, he suddenly seemed to wake up and quickly checked the emperor's pulse again. Then he took out a silver needle and asked, "Your Majesty, I want to take a drop of blood from the ring finger of your left hand." …”

The emperor immediately extended his hand without any hesitation.

Chief Liu suppressed his trembling and quickly inserted the silver needle into the emperor's ring finger. Soon, a drop of blood spilled out.

Chief Liu took out a small bottle from the medicine box and sprinkled a little powder on the blood drop. The blood drop turned blue.

Under the candlelight, the blue color was eerie, making the third princess subconsciously hold Jiayin's hand tightly.

Jiayin patted the back of her hand gently, and felt high in her heart...

Chief Liu's face was already pale, as if he was about to lose his head when he saw the whole family.

Just as he was about to speak, the emperor had already waved his hand, and then told the third princess and Jiayin, "You go down and have some snacks."

The third princess refused and wanted to stay, but was forcefully taken away by Jiayin.

This room is the inner bedroom where the third princess lives on weekdays. There is a small door in the corner that connects to a side room where you can take a bath on weekdays.

In order to facilitate water delivery and cleaning, the penthouse also has an entrance and exit door.

Jiayin and the third princess walked out and arrived at the small garden at the back of the palace.

At this moment, the moonlight was peaceful and the insects were chirping in the small garden. However, it suddenly became quiet because of the intrusion of outsiders.

The third princess looked worried. She hugged Jiayin and choked in a low voice, "Jiayin, is your father...poisoned? Is your father going to die?"

Jiayin also felt uncomfortable, more complicated.

These days, she lets the little fox go out to investigate every night.

The little fox is not a human after all, so he cannot understand many of her instructions, nor can he bring back too detailed news.

But it can still keep up with the emperor's whereabouts.

Thereupon, she discovered that the emperor stayed at Ronghua Palace every day, and only a few times when he did not go there, she got angry and punished the young eunuchs who were not serving him well.

This is such a coincidence.

She vaguely guessed that in order to fight for favor and for the second prince to be valued by the emperor, the noble concubine Xu of Ronghua Palace used some tricks.

But looking at the situation just now, I'm afraid things are not simple...

The third princess didn't say anything when she saw the good news. She became even more anxious and wanted to go back.

Jiayin came back to her senses and quickly persuaded, "Princess, the emperor asked you to stay out of the way because he was worried that you would know the truth and be unable to help and worry about it in vain. If it involves a major political matter, you don't understand the importance and leak something, but the emperor will let it go." Uncle is more passive."

“That’s my father! I’m going to look at him like this and can’t do anything?” The third princess lost her temper.

Jiayin sighed and said no more.

Think about it if her attitude is reversed. If her adoptive father or father might be poisoned, she would probably be more anxious than the third princess.

Fortunately, Manager Yi came after a while and invited the two of them back.

The emperor had already left, but Chief Liu stayed behind and wrote a prescription for the calming soup.

Mr. Yi personally led people to boil the medicinal soup, and then watched the third princess and Jiayin drink a bowl each before returning to the imperial study.

The third princess was very anxious and afraid of ruining her father's affairs, so she could only endure it. Finally, Zhilan Palace calmed down, and when she wanted to discuss it with Jiayin, the calming soup came into play.

She couldn't bear the call of Duke Zhou and fell into a deep sleep.

When Jiayin drank the soothing soup, she did a little bit and only took a sip.

At this moment, she also pretended to be sleepy, but when she returned to the side hall and sent Shui Ling and Shui Yun to sleep, she sat in front of the window, wrote a page, and then rolled it up.

The little fox was lying on the bed, snuggled up comfortably in the soft quilt, yawning and showing two fangs.

“Sanjo, come here!” Jiayin waved, and the little fox looked up, then closed his eyes again.

During this period, it was too hard, and it had to run out every night to find out news.

I’m so tired!

Determined to rest tonight!

The good news is funny, I took out a bag of crispy yellow croaker from the space.

This is a snack I bought at the market in my hometown in my previous life. It is not expensive, but it is a trace left by my previous life.

So, she kept it very tightly and was reluctant to eat it herself, and of course she did not give it to the little fox.

At this moment, for big things, the only choice is to use it as a bribe.

Sure enough, as soon as the packaging bag was opened, the slightly spicy and fishy smell made the little fox immediately jump up and rush to the table.

Jiayin ate slowly and refused to pay attention to the anxious little fox.

The little fox was in trouble for a long time, and saw that his master was really not soft-hearted.

It could only lower its head first, bite its master's sleeve, and imitate the old dog in the village, wagging its tail into a windmill.

Jiayin couldn't help laughing, stuffed the remaining half of the small fish into its mouth, then hugged it and coaxed, "I know you've been tired recently, but it's not convenient for me to go in and out, but you are the most flexible and alert, so You are going to be my hard-working little assistant.

“Help me go home later and send you a message. When you come back, I’ll give you a bag of these little yellow croakers, okay?”

The little fox licked his lips, obviously not eating enough, so he chirped twice.

Jiayin rubbed its head hard and responded with a smile, "Okay, just two bags. If there are more, there will be no more. After a while, I will write to Quanzhou and ask my uncle's workshop to make it specially for you. There are several large tanks of yellow croaker that you can eat while lying in the tank!”

The little fox was finally satisfied and swung his tail happily.

The little fox wears a collar around its neck, as thick as a little finger, with a hollow center.

It is very convenient to carry a pill or note on weekdays.

And the way to open the collar is also special, only the Li family knows.

If the method is not right, you will not be able to open the collar except to throw it into the stove and burn it.

Needless to say, this necklace was produced by the craftsmen of Zhengjiazhuang.

Jiayin put the written scroll into the collar, patted the little fox on the head, and the little fox jumped out of the window.

The palace in the dark night was quiet and somewhat depressing.

Occasionally, a bad-bellied **** would run to the toilet and suddenly see a white shadow flash past. He was so frightened that he almost killed him on the spot.

But he didn't dare to scream. If it caused a commotion and disturbed his master, he would not be able to resist being beaten even if he had a few lives.

Besides, I don’t know how many people have died in this palace for how many years it has been passed down.

What's wrong with a few people who have grievances in their hearts and take advantage of the night to wander around and relax?

It’s not like people come out during the day to scare people...

(End of this chapter)