Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

Ye Yunzi immediately had him brought in. As soon as she saw him come in, she eagerly asked about the progress.

Tao Qiming shook his head regretfully: "Not yet."

Upon hearing this news, Ye Yunzi's mood suddenly sank, but she quickly adjusted her mood and forced a smile: "I was too impatient. The antidote really cannot be made in a short time."

"Miss Ye!" Tao Qiming hesitated to speak.

"You still need my blood, right?" Ye Yunzi was already prepared. She became a medicine man just for this moment.

Tao Qiming nodded, his eyes full of pity.

"Okay." Ye Yunzi sat down calmly and stretched out her hand. The old wound on her hand had not yet completely healed and was wrapped in gauze. She gently unwrapped the gauze, exposing the wound that had not yet healed.

Tao Qiming glanced at the wound on the white palm and frowned, "How about changing your hand?"

"No need. Adding new injuries will only arouse suspicion. Let's just use it here." Ye Yunzi didn't want to make anyone worry.

She was determined not to let her worries affect others.

My uncle is a very shrewd man and can see through her thoughts at a glance. Therefore, he can no longer be suspected.

"Ok."

Tao Qiming sat opposite Ye Yunzi, took out a sharp dagger from the wooden box, heated it gently over the fire to disinfect it, and then prepared to treat the old wound on Ye Yunzi's palm.

When he was about to touch the wound, his hands began to tremble unconsciously and he was hesitant. Ye Yunzi saw his uneasiness and comforted him softly, "It's okay."

Tao Qiming took a deep breath and made up his mind. He gently scratched her palm with the dagger, and the healing wound opened again, and blood oozed out.

Despite the unbearable pain, Ye Yunzi clenched her teeth and said nothing.

After collecting the two bottles of blood, her face turned as pale as snow, her lips lost their color, and trembled slightly.

"Okay." Tao Qiming hurriedly treated her wound. Her hands were as cold as ice in the winter.

"Miss Ye, are you okay?"

"Ah."

She responded simply, taking her injured hand back and holding it tightly with her other hand: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Looking at her face, Tao Qiming wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back in the end. He knew it was not an easy task, and cutting open the wound to draw blood would be extremely painful.

"Miss Ye, we will be able to refine the antidote this time, and we will definitely succeed!" Tao Qiming's hands holding the porcelain bottle became hot due to nervousness, and he said firmly.

"Okay." Ye Yunzi gave a faint smile.

After Tao Qiming hurriedly left, Ye Yunzi looked at her bandaged hand and took a deep breath.

Although the wound was aching, her eyes were full of determination.

"No matter how much it costs, we must create an antidote."

……

Inside the Shen Mansion, Mrs. Shen felt inexplicably anxious and always felt that something bad was about to happen.

The people she sent to monitor the Ye Mansion reported that everything was calm there, with only Doctor Tao going in and out twice, and nothing else unusual.

But this calmness made her even more uneasy.

"It's so quiet!"

She muttered, "Ye Yunzi and the others knew about the poison and went to great lengths to invite Doctor Xue. Why is there no movement now? Did they give up just because the fairy orchid grass was destroyed? Impossible!"

She narrowed her eyes and whispered to herself, "They must be planning something in secret."

The Princess of Nanyue stepped into the room and glanced at Mrs. Shen with contempt.

Madam Shen asked hurriedly, "Is it true that only the fairy orchid grass can cure the poison? Is there no other substitute?"

"Yes, only the fairy orchid grass."

The corners of Princess Nanyue's mouth slightly raised, and her voice was firm: "Now that the herb has been destroyed by me, no one can save Shen Siyan."

Madam Shen remained silent. Although the Nanyue princess was confident, she felt a little uneasy.

The existence of Ye Yunzi and Doctor Xue is still a threat - they know the secret of the poison. If the news leaks, even if there is no evidence, it will be enough to damage the reputation of the Shen family and endanger their plans.

"Don't waste your time on trivial matters like this."

The Princess of Nanyue sneered and said, "Think about how to let Shen Siyan ascend the throne. By then, killing anyone will be a matter of a word." There was unquestionable confidence in her eyes.

Mrs. Shen nodded, understanding that only if Shen Siyan became emperor could their grand ambitions be realized.

"Don't forget that the throne belongs to me." The Princess of Nanyue added with a smile on her face.

Mrs. Shen smiled back, but as she turned around to drink her tea, her smile gradually disappeared and a sneer flashed in her eyes.

At the same time, outside the door, a maid held her breath and eavesdropped on the conversation inside the house. After listening, she hurried to the eldest young master's yard.

"Young Master! Young Master!" The little maid named Que'er called out hurriedly, her heart beating faster.

Shen Feng struggled to sit up from the sickbed, his face was pale and his body was extremely weak.

"What did you hear?" He coughed twice and asked weakly.

"The First Madam and the Princess of Nanyue said that they wanted to make the Second Young Master the emperor!" Que'er's voice trembled and her face was full of fear.

When Shen Feng heard this, he immediately became alert and stared at Que'er. After thinking for a moment, he lowered his voice and ordered, "This matter must not be spread out."

"Yes, young master." Que'er answered respectfully, still feeling uneasy.

Shen Feng's face was uncertain, with worry and doubt in his eyes. He knew that the road ahead was full of unknown challenges.

Want Si Yan to become the emperor?

It turns out that Si Yan is not his real brother. He had heard this secret before, but he never expected that Si Yan was actually the eldest prince who was thought to have died many years ago.

Recently, Si Yan has reunited with his ancestors, but his mother has already begun planning to put Si Yan on the throne. There are many mysteries behind this, after all, talking about the succession to the throne is a taboo.

Shen Feng coughed weakly twice, with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

Seeing this, Que'er hurried forward and patted his back gently: "Master, are you okay? I'll pour you a cup of tea."

Shen Feng covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, trying to suppress his violent cough, and looked weak and sickly.

While Que'er was rushing to prepare tea, Shen Feng finally stopped coughing, his breathing was rapid and his body was shaking. Facing Que'er's concerned eyes, he gently shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

Shen Feng took the teacup handed to him by Que'er, but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he took a deep breath, sadness and complicated emotions revealed in his eyes.

"Que'er, tell me, what else can I do?"

Que'er didn't understand what the young master meant and just stared at him quietly.

"Si Yan was poisoned by a Gu. Although I don't know what type of Gu it is, I suspect it was my mother's doing.

Since Si Yan was poisoned, he has regained his status as the eldest prince, and now his mother is plotting for the throne again! "Shen Feng whispered softly, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

He understood that the matter was far from as simple as Si Yan wanting the throne himself.

But the mother is extremely eager for power!

Thinking of this, Shen Feng's body shook even more violently and his face turned as pale as paper.