Maid, Little Lucky Wife

Several people didn't pay any attention to the blood on his hands, even Mo Xuan and Shi Ziye looked normal.

Everyone has seen blood and blood. Although they have never been on the battlefield, who hasn't been assassinated several times?

The second prince lowered his head and thought for a while, then read out the names of several imperial doctors.

"These three can be trusted, so it's just right to let them secretly make the medicine!"

Everyone nodded noncommittally, and the final list fell into Hong Ying's hands again.

Hong Ying's temples were pounding, "You've had enough, why should I be the only one to contribute?"

The fourth prince chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, the scars on his face trembling, "I like your temper very much. Those who can do the hard work!"

Hong Ying's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, "Mom, I don't want you to like me!"

Hong Ying muttered the list of people and left. He wanted to get people here silently and asked them to cooperate willingly. It was really not an easy job.

After sending the reluctant people away, everyone talked for a while.

Only then did they feel that Sequoia was really a good place. They didn’t have to worry about spies or security issues. From now on, everyone would choose Sequoia as their base.

Hong Ying still didn't know that his old home was being raided, and he couldn't even drive away these people. He not only ran errands, but also had to provide food and drink for everyone. It was too bad to be good.

He wanted to give up the job several times, but he was persuaded to do it willingly.

The three doctors arrived quickly, all of them experienced old doctors.

As soon as the second prince explained the situation, they immediately patted their chests and promised that they would devote themselves wholeheartedly to the medicine.

The foreign man's poison formula was held in the hands of three people. Although they knew the medicinal ingredients, they did not know the proportions, so they could only keep trying them.

Men have seen finished medicines, and they can also distinguish the smell of medicines. If they are slightly different, he can smell them, otherwise he would not be accepted as a medicine boy by foreign pharmacists.

This saves a lot of trouble. After making the pills, put them in front of the man and let him smell them, and then write down the recipes one by one.

Time is running out, and several people are seizing the time to make medicine.

In the court, a few officials asking for leave would not be noticed, and most of them were officials like Taiyuan who did not have to go to court.

Mo Xuan doesn't plan to go either. The court is too weird now. The third prince is handling the affairs of the court, and the two of them don't deal with it. It's not a problem for them to hang around in front of the third prince all the time.

Mo Xuan simply said he was ill and couldn't go to court and asked for leave. After all, he had just left the cell and it was extremely cold in the cell. It was normal to get a little cold.

The second prince and the fourth prince were already under lockdown, and there were many inner circle in the palace. Although they had spies, they were within control.

The prince is even more free, he is just a minor official, he can go or not.

So these people gathered in Sequoia every day, chatting, joking over tea, and keeping an eye on the pharmaceutical situation, completely treating Sequoia as their own home.

Hong Ying had a dark face every day. As the master of the house, he couldn't ignore these people. He could only accompany them day by day. He had no time to spend with his wife and children, and he felt very resentful.

Fortunately, everyone still had to go back to their respective homes in the evening. After all, they also had to go home to spend time with their wives.

The imperial doctors tried their best, and the foreign men almost vomited from the smell of the medicine. Finally, on the fifth day, they got the closest poison.

I found a prisoner to experiment, and the effect was indeed the same as the emperor's symptoms. The next step was to find the antidote.

No matter how anxious the second prince was, there was nothing he could do. The imperial doctors stayed up late every day, and he was afraid that if he urged them a few more times, they would not be able to endure it any longer.

After making several finished poisons, the second prince looked at the pills in front of him and suddenly said, "What do you think if I feed this medicine to the third child?"

Everyone looked up at each other in shock, and saw his brows furrowed, as if he was really thinking.

The fourth prince chuckled, "That's good, but if he takes poison, who do you think will be in charge of the government?"

"The third prince's mother and concubine will not let you and I manage it, Lao Ba? Haha, she's not as good as Lao San!"

The second prince also thought it was ridiculous and couldn't help laughing, "That's what I said."

Mo Xuan touched his chin and said, "It's not impossible, but the amount of medicine cannot be used in whole pills!"

The second prince and the fourth prince looked at him in shock. The other two people shrank their necks. Forget it, let them do the brainstorming. These foxes would not pay for their lives.

"Your Majesty's initial symptoms are irritability and bad temper. If you give some to the third prince, hehe..."

The second prince's eyes lit up, "When the time comes, he will always get angry, and gradually lose people's support. The officials will be disappointed, and few people will support him."

The fourth prince nodded in agreement, "Okay, then it's settled."

To be precise, this poison is not a drug that makes people obedient, but when they are irritable, they will be especially obedient to No. 1 who they meet every day.

That's why the third prince's mother and concubine stayed in His Majesty's room every day.

This is to ensure that His Majesty can see her for the first time.

The prince thought of something funny and suddenly smiled a little obscenely, "If the third prince saw his own son this morning, wouldn't it be interesting?"

Thinking of that scene, everyone shuddered. The person disturbing the court was a teenage child. Isn't it too childish?

The second prince coughed. Although he really wanted to watch the show, he still had to be cautious for the sake of the Tian family's face.

"Finding a secret guard to follow the third prince is not possible. Let the third prince see the secret guard for the first time."

Hong Ying reluctantly answered yes and resigned to running errands.

Forget it, just run errands. If one day everyone gets upset and dislikes Sequoia, Hong Ying won't even have time to cry.

A conspiracy against the third prince unfolded quietly.

Hong Ying felt that the third prince was miserable. He was drugged and had to obey others. In the end, he had to work hard for them and review memorials until late at night every day.

Hong Ying suddenly felt that that position was not so easy to do and he had to work hard. It was very hard every day.

Not as comfortable as him, the owner of Sequoia.

In that position, you not only have to work hard, but you also have to worry about whether you will lose your head and whether your sons and ministers will rebel.

But power touches people's hearts. It can determine the life and death of people. How many people are not greedy for it?

The third prince was drugged unknowingly, and the effects were seen the next day.

It happened that he was in his concubine's room that day, and she was the first person he saw.

Xiaosi on the side did something wrong, and he immediately wanted to drag the person out, his eyes were red, as if he wanted to eat the person.

The concubine next to him was helping him get dressed. When she met his gaze, she made a sound and was startled.

She whispered, "Master, please calm down and don't be angry. If you are so angry, I will feel distressed."

The third prince stared into her eyes and seemed to see her fear. He relaxed and pulled her and said, "Okay, I will listen to you!"

The concubine raised her head in disbelief. When did the master become so easy to talk to?