Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 441 What happened to Concubine Qian?
Dongyang rushed in, and saw the emperor sitting on the edge of the bed in disheveled clothes, holding a pair of small hands, uttering comforting words over and over again, but obviously even his own breathing trembling.

Because of being blocked by the emperor, Dongyang couldn't see what the person lying on the bed looked like, but she could hear her low cry of pain at the door.

Responding almost immediately, Dongyang turned around abruptly, not even thinking about talking, let alone paying attention to etiquette, and just rushed out with the wind on his feet.

Feng Qian's hand was held by the man, even though he kept telling her not to be afraid, and she really didn't want him to worry, it really hurt.

If the spanking that time was painful enough, at that time she still had the strength to smile at him and tell him that it was okay, but now, apart from struggling in pain and crying out for pain almost unconsciously, she can't do anything. any other response.

One was limited to physical pain, while the other seemed to grab her internal organs, and even her breathing seemed to be suppressed.

"Qianqian, I'm here, don't be afraid... don't be afraid..."

The language is so weak.

Seeing her sweating profusely, he couldn't even say a single useful word.

For the first time, Jun Moying hated herself so much for not studying medicine!

Since the time he was poisoned when he was young, he should have studied medicine, so he shouldn't just watch now...

Time seemed to have stood still, and every minute and every second was suffering. I don't know how long it took before the imperial doctor came late.

Jun Moying gave up his original seat almost instantly, but he didn't leave either. He stood by the bed, half bent, still holding Feng Qian's hand and refused to let go.

When the imperial physician was taking Feng Qian's pulse, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the hands they were holding, and was startled.

"Your Majesty, your hand..."

"Shut up!" Before he could finish speaking, the emperor interrupted him in a deep voice.

The cold eyes swept across him like a sharp knife, and he was so frightened that he suddenly fell silent, not daring to speak again.

However, the emperor's hand has clearly been scratched with bloodstains by the imperial concubine...

The imperial physician looked back worriedly and sighed.

"What happened to Concubine Qian?"

The imperial doctor wiped the cold sweat from his head, and tremblingly did not dare to raise his head, "Your Majesty, this... the situation of the imperial concubine seems to be...poisoned..."

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of the servants of the Fengyang Palace who had just come in suddenly thumped.

This is good, why is it poisoned?

The daily meal, because the emperor is also in Fengyang Palace, is sent to someone who has tested the poison!

Could it be that whoever is lazy today didn't do things down-to-earth?

But, who dares to risk losing his head...

When Jun Moying heard this, his face was immediately gloomy, as dark as before the storm.

"What poison?"

"My minister, my minister..." The imperial doctor withdrew his hand, and knelt down with a "plop", "My minister has little talent and little knowledge, I have never heard of this poison, I have never seen it before! Damn my minister, I beg the emperor to forgive me!"

Jun Moying's face became more and more ugly, and she almost gritted her teeth: "As an imperial doctor, I can't even cure a small poison. I think your life is too long!"

"Slave..."

Before he could speak, he was kicked away by the emperor, and said coldly: "Dongyang, what are you doing?" Just now he didn't have the heart to question this, but now he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, "Why don't you just ask the court to come here!"

(End of this chapter)