Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

"Your Majesty..." The imperial physician Ling looked confused and opened his mouth. He wanted to say but didn't dare. He even looked at the person next to him who was hunching his neck and pretending to be a turtle as if asking for help.

Liang Huan glanced at Qian Ming, then looked back at the Imperial Physician's Order facing him, with a very cold tone: "The Imperial Physician's Order should have heard: The disease lies in the body, where the soup and iron can reach it; in the skin, where the needle and stone can reach; The intestines and stomach are where the fire can reach; in the bone marrow, where the command of life belongs, there is nothing you can do."

"The same goes for this poison. As time passes, the poison penetrates deeper into the bone marrow. Even if I give you the antidote, it will be useless."

Liang Huan put the hairpin back in her hair, took out the antidote and pinched it on her fingertips: "You don't have much time left to think about it."

The imperial physician Ling knelt on the ground with cold hands and feet, looking up and staring at the antidote in her hand. He would die if he told her, but if he kept it secret, he would die now——

The imperial doctor was cruel and gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty, I am really not the Queen Mother this time."

Liang Huan narrowed his eyes: "Really?"

Once you give up on something you insist on, it will plummet.

"The Lord's poison was inflicted when he was young."

"When you were young?"

"Yes, at that time, in order to bring down Xue Zhaoyi, the Queen Mother poisoned her master, who was still the fourth prince, and then put the blame on Xue Zhaoyi."

The imperial doctor lowered his head in resignation: "Unfortunately, something unexpected happened in the middle. Not only was the poison not detoxified in time, but it was also not completely eliminated. This is why the Lord has been suffering from it."

"For so many years, I can only do my best to treat the disease. I don't want to be discovered by the empress. I even prepared medicine to relieve the symptoms. But for some reason, the residual poison that I have controlled for many years suddenly worsened. But I can guarantee that it was not the Queen Mother!"

The imperial doctor raised his hand and swore as he spoke.

Liang Huan frowned and stared for a moment. His expression was extremely firm, and he was indeed not lying.

Liang Huan waved his hands helplessly, "Get up."

"Please give me the antidote, please." He was still kneeling.

Liang Huan said calmly: "Those are just detoxifying pills made of ginger, licorice, and mung beans, which I ration for myself."

The imperial doctor Ling was stunned and couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

He knew that Concubine Shu was poisoned.

Liang Huan personally helped the imperial physician to stand up: "I am also worried about the Lord, so I took this step out of desperation. I hope the imperial physician will not be surprised."

Not to mention that it is not advisable to carry poison with you in the palace, even if you do, people must not know that she can use poison.

The imperial doctor shook his head: "My wife is devoted to the Lord. She is truly a blessing to the Lord."

Even though he said this, his face still looked sad.

Liang Huan smiled clearly: "Is the imperial doctor afraid of the Queen Mother's censure?"

The imperial physician remained silent.

Liang Huan glanced at him with great interest: "Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, thousands of miles of dust, one emperor and one courtier. No matter how smart and capable the Queen Mother is, she can't escape the erosion of time. There will always be a day when she becomes confused. Besides, no one knows what accidents will happen. Tomorrow, who will come first? The Queen Mother will not know what will happen to her then, and how will she protect the Imperial Medical Order? But the Lord and I are different."

"Why don't you, the Imperial Physician, take advantage of this moment to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side? After all, the Imperial Physician has been treating your Lord for many years, and it's hard work without any credit. What's more, you have this Palace as your guarantee, so you will not have to worry about your life. But it's not necessarily the case with the Queen Mother. You already have her old affairs in your hands, and knowing that you leaked her secrets, you may not be as tolerant as the Lord and I, are you right?"

She looked at him and smiled slightly: "I heard that the Imperial Physician's family has four generations living under one roof. Such a blessed family, the Imperial Physician must cherish the blessing..."

The imperial doctor pursed his lips tightly and his eyes flickered.

Liang Huan stopped urging him and waited and watched quietly.

The imperial doctor took a deep breath, leaned down and bowed, his forehead touching the ground: "I will do my best to serve my lord and empress."

Liang Huan smiled: "I have always wanted to ask the imperial physician for advice on medical skills, and I hope that the imperial physician will not hide his secrets in the future."

The imperial doctor lowered his head: "Yes."

Liang Huan nodded slightly: "Then I will order the imperial doctor to sort out all the master's medical records from the beginning of the year to today and hand them over to me as soon as possible."

The imperial doctor took the order and looked at the person on the dragon bed: "My lord, this -"

Liang Huan said: "Before you give the medical records to me, please stick to the old prescription."

The imperial doctor ordered him to bow down and retreat.

Liang Huan turned his eyes to the person on the ground with his head shrinking.

"Your Excellency, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Qian Ming froze unconsciously, slowly raised his head, and said, "I don't dare, little one."

Liang Huanyang raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you dare? Tell me clearly, is it that the Lord Attendant doesn't dare to do this, or does he dare not kill the king with poison?"

"Regicide, regicide?!" Qian Ming stared, stunned for a moment, and kowtowed hurriedly.

Liang Huan didn't have the patience to spend time with him anymore, so she leaned over and grabbed him: "Qian Ming, listen to me, you and I are grasshoppers on the same rope now. If there is something wrong with the Lord, we are here The palace is also a dead end, can you count on the Queen Mother, the Prince, or the treacherous King Guangping?"

"If he is poisoned like this, the Queen Mother will have to give an explanation, both internally and externally. You are his confidant, and I am his beloved concubine. The two of us will bear the brunt. How many people want me to die, I know in my heart You know it. But do you think you can get away with it?" She chuckled, "I have never seen an emperor die and his closest servants still live."

Qian Ming's face turned pale: "Lord, Lord, you really know how to..."

Liang Huan stared at him coldly: "Is he vomiting more and more blood each time, and his coma time is getting longer and longer, and the intervals between them are getting shorter and shorter?"

Qian Ming hesitated, looked at the dragon couch, and nodded heavily.

Liang Wei let go of his hand and took a step back: "He has been in a coma since before I came here. Look how long it has been. Can the medicine he should be given and the treatment he should be given have any effect on him?"

Qian Ming's brows jumped and he turned to look at the person on the dragon couch.

Liang Huan lowered his head, no longer as strong and fearless as before, and let out a long sigh: "Qian Ming, maybe we will have to be buried with him tomorrow, and don't let the imperial doctor order any medical records. We should let Si Yisi Go ahead and cut the shrouds for the three of us overnight."

After saying that, Liang Huan seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and sat down with heavy steps, stroking her belly and sighing: "It's so pitiful. I haven't even seen your father, so you have to be buried with your mother and concubine. It doesn't matter, our family The three of us will meet underground, by the way, and your Uncle Qian..."

Qian Ming's whole body seemed to be frozen, dazed.

Liang Huan didn't realize it at all, wiped the corners of her eyes and said to herself: "My child, if you have any resentment or hatred, when I see your Uncle Qian later, I will hit you and scold you if you want. My mother and concubine will never Stop you, why is he still unwilling to tell the truth to his mother and concubine——"

"Empress!" Qian Ming crawled over on his knees, with tears in his eyes. He kowtowed and choked with sobs, "I beg you to think of a way, I beg you to save our savior! Now except you, I don't believe anyone in the palace. !”

He raised his eyes to look at the person on the dragon bed, his eyes were blood red, and he gasped: "I'm not afraid of death, I just can't bear to see my Lord die like this."