Chapter 38 Cold Poison
The capital city, Prince Jing's Mansion.

In the dark night, King Jing's Mansion was brightly lit, and many maids and servants were running back and forth in the mansion.

"Hurry up, the charcoal fire is not enough, get some more firewood!"

"Is the kitchen water ready? Pour it into the basement quickly. The prince is waiting for it!"

"Why is this firewood wet? What should I do if it burns and chokes the prince later? Get another batch!"

The girls were busy, keeping their heads down and not saying a word, as if such situations were commonplace.

In the backyard of Prince Jing's Mansion in Nuoda, a woman dressed in a purple brocade dress with flowing colors and dark flowers knelt piously in front of the Buddhist hall, holding a string of small-leaf red sandalwood beads that could reflect the scene, her hair was pulled up high, and her golden tassel steps Hanging from the shoulders.

The vermilion cherry lips muttered words, as if they were chanting a piece of Buddhist scriptures.

"Concubine, please go and have a look, my lord...he's dying..."

Steward Zhou ran in from outside in a panic, and saw the concubine kneeling on the ground with a plop, her face was full of worry.

The woman was not in a hurry, without raising her eyelids, she was still chanting words.

"Taufei, don't forget that the lotus seed that supplied the prince's blood has escaped, and the prince's cold poison has relapsed. Without the blood supply from the lotus seed paste, the prince may not be able to survive!"

Seeing that the concubine was not worried, Steward Zhou stepped forward again faithfully and sadly to remind her.

"Butler Zhou, the prince will survive, don't worry, just concentrate on serving the prince!"

"Can…"

"Go!"

The one in the palace can survive every month, and her child can certainly survive it too!
The concubine stared blankly at the Bodhisattva in the altar, clasping the beads with her fingers.

There is a dark palace in Prince Jing’s Mansion, commonly known as the basement, which is ten meters deep and covers about the entire area of ​​Prince Jing’s Mansion. This basement is like a huge pool, and there is only a stone bed in the pool, and a cold-faced man lying on the bed , an almost transparent man, with his eyes closed as if he didn't know where he was.

The boiling water was bubbling around the stone bed, but the man on the bed didn't seem to feel the scorching heat, and was still shivering from the cold.

The temperature in the basement was extremely high, and there were countless iron utensils embedded on the walls around them. The iron utensils used to hold the torches began to slowly melt into molten iron, dripping on the walls little by little.

The white tiger Suzaku rushed in at the risk, and saw that the prince's hair was covered with frost and his body was stiff, so he hurried up to report.

"Twife, the temperature in the basement is almost melting, but the prince's cold still hasn't improved, his hair is covered with frost, and his body is as stiff as ice. In the past, there was girl Lianrong's blood, so it wouldn't be too late. This happened!"

Concubine Toffee tightened her hand as she moved the beads, and immediately after, all the beads came off the thread and fell down.

"How could this be?"

She stood up suddenly and said harshly, "You all get out!"

Bai Hu and Suzaku looked at each other worriedly, they didn't understand why the concubine asked them to go out, and she didn't come out to see how the prince was doing.

Watching the two go out, the concubine ordered Housekeeper Zhou to close the door tightly and draw the curtain, so that the whole room was airtight.

"Why, why, the one in the palace can survive every month, why can't my Yi'er survive, tell me, besides Lian Rong's blood, is there any other way to relieve my son's pain?"

In the pitch-black room, a dark figure came out from the shadows. He was covered with a thick black coat, and his hat covered his head. An empty voice radiated from the corner.

"No one can alleviate his symptoms except the blood of the fire people. Of course, if you want to eradicate this cold syndrome, you must find the fire lotus, cherry pepper, and fire gourd that I told you before. It's just that these things are there. It’s hard to find this kind of place, let alone this kind of place!”

Concubine Toffee's body softened, and she fell down slumped. Fortunately, Housekeeper Zhou stepped forward to help her, so that she didn't come into contact with the ground.

"Is there really no hope for my son?" She muttered to herself in pain, clutching her aching chest.

"I can only endure it. If I can't survive it, I can only resign myself to fate!"

The empty ghostly voice seemed to be fading away, and when she raised her head again, it seemed that there had never been anyone in that corner, as if everything was her illusion.

"Concubine, before Lianrong escaped, someone said that the prince went in and looked at Lianrong, so maybe it was the prince who let Lianrong go!"

Steward Zhou sighed and spoke his mind.

"Why did he do that? Lianrong's blood saved his life, doesn't he even want his own life?"

The concubine's voice suddenly became sharp, her face was hideous and terrifying.Butler Zhou lowered his head and sighed silently.

Alas, this was the first time he saw the concubine lose such a big temper since the emperor's grand visit.

He got up silently and opened the curtain, suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Baihu's urgent voice sounded, "Taufei, Baihu has an idea to save the prince!"

Steward Zhou opened the door, Baihu knelt on the ground, and said eagerly, "Taufei, the prince and his subordinates passed through Ping'an County before, and met a girl with superb medical skills. I begged the concubine to invite her to come over and try it out. There may be a turning point!"

Concubine Toffee sneered, "It's ridiculous how ordinary people can cure my son!"

but…

Bai Hu wanted to say why not give it a try, the prince is in such pain, even if he saw it, he couldn't bear it, maybe that girl really has a solution?

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.The servants of the palace, who had been busy all night, slumped on the ground indecently, leaning against each other in twos and threes.

In the past at this time, the prince would come out of the basement, but now at this hour, he hasn't come out yet, could it be...

Steward Zhou came out of the Buddhist hall, looked at the servants all over the place, and continued to direct, "It's unreasonable to fall on the ground, the prince's cold poison is not cured, continue to fill the tunnel with hot water, and light the fire. Going to be buried with you, understand?"

The servants immediately cheered up and buried themselves in their work.

Contrary to the busy situation in Prince Jing's Mansion, the small courtyard of the Lan family is surprisingly quiet and comfortable.

Lan Ruqing got up early to help Nie's cook, fed the chickens, ducks and cattle, washed the clothes, and cleaned the yard. Without the troublesome Liu and Lan Yan'er picking on her, she had a happy life. up.

Although they are a bit tired and have to do all the work, the third room, but as long as she can bring the eldest brother home, their family will be free!

She harnessed the ox cart, told the people in the house, and drove the cart outside.

This time she told the truth, saying that she was looking for someone to bring the eldest brother out of prison, but the whole family didn't believe it, and the old man even squinted his eyes and said in disdain, "You can't control yourself!"

She didn't explain. She thought that the judgment of her eldest brother's case was so unfair, there must be some unknown secrets behind it, as long as she could find out, she would not be afraid of being caught by the corrupt officials and rescued her eldest brother.

Of course, with her current ability, it is impossible to fight too big a person, so when the time comes, she can choose to use her strength to fight, and naturally she will get twice the result with half the effort!

There are many files in the government office. Yesterday Lan Ruqing checked them according to the year, but only one third of them were checked.

It seems that there were quite a lot of people who broke the law in ancient times.

 Do you guys have any suggestions to come up with? It’s been a bit deserted these two days, no one votes, no one speaks, I once wondered if it’s because the hero doesn’t appear enough →_→

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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