Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 361 Spoon and Spoon
Nan Qi snorted coldly, and glanced at the Prime Minister: "Of course, the Prime Minister can rest assured, even if it is the Prime Minister who has assisted the first emperor and then assisted me, I must be fair and just. Only by handling the family affairs well can I manage the state affairs well."

Fu Chengxiang was choked by the emperor and couldn't say a word, except that his face was as black as coal, and he didn't know how to express it.

The imperial physician was brought to the place where the little black cat died by the father-in-law of Li Zi. The imperial physician put on gloves and took the kitten's body out of the red bean porridge and put it aside.

"The kitten died after drinking red bean porridge?"

Father-in-law Little Li nodded: "Yes!"

The imperial doctor got a definite answer, inserted the red bean porridge with a silver needle, and found that the silver needle did not turn black.

The guests present were in an uproar. There was no poison in the princess's red bean porridge. Could it be that the little black cat died after eating other poisons?
Originally it was confirmed that it was the problem of the red bean porridge, but now the toxin became an uncertain factor, which made everyone turn pale with fright, whether they had taken the toxin unknowingly, but they hadn't developed the disease yet.

Nan Yuan also raised her head curiously and asked Duan Yijun, "Is there any poison in this red bean porridge?"

But even though the silver needle was not poisonous in the porridge, Li Taiyi still focused on picking up the red bean porridge on the table, scooped up the porridge with a spoon, and carefully observed the raw materials in the porridge.

Duan Yijun touched Nan Yuan's small head, and said warmly: "Silver needles can only detect ordinary cold poison, and cold poison usually needs to be eaten many times to achieve the effect of killing people. Naturally, it cannot be detected with a silver needle."

"Oh." After Duan Yijun's explanation, Nan Yuan instantly understood, nodded, and then looked at Duan Yijun with admiration: "Duan Yijun, you know this, you are so amazing!"

Standing opposite the two, Prime Minister Fu heard that the two still had time to whisper here, and snorted coldly: "He is so powerful and has such a thorough understanding of this poison, so he probably did the poison, right?"

Nan Yuan glared at Fu Chengxiang dissatisfiedly when she heard the words. It's useless to tell him more than this kind of old fool.

I don't know which part went wrong, everyone just watched Li Taiyi spooning this bowl of red bean soup quietly for almost a quarter of an hour, Li Taiyi was like a repeated picture, constantly spooning porridge Spoon porridge, then spoon porridge.

Eunuch Li couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing the emperor's ugly face, Eunuch Li took a step forward. He was about to ask Doctor Li what happened to the bowl of porridge. Doctor Li finally put the porridge back where it was.

Doctor Li cupped his hands and saluted: "Your Majesty, I have already found out the reason why this bowl of red bean porridge is poisonous, but I still need to find a few people who have never drunk red bean porridge to check their red bean porridge."

Although she didn't know why Imperial Physician Li made such a request, Nan Qi immediately threw up her sleeves: "Who are there who have never had red bean porridge, and brought their own red bean porridge to come to me."

There were very few people present who had never had red bean porridge, but there were also a few who volunteered to stand up with their own red bean porridge, let Dr. Li take it over, and continued to scoop it up just like drawing a scoop from a gourd. And spoon, spoon and spoon.

It took less time to spoon than the first bowl of red bean porridge, but it was also very serious.

Seeing that the imperial physician had finished reading it, Duan Yijun handed over his red bean porridge: "I didn't drink it, and the imperial physician also took a look at it for me."

"Yes, General!" The imperial physician took it respectfully with both hands, looked down at the red bean porridge, and continued to spoon.

(End of this chapter)