After the subjugation of the country, she became the favorite concubine of the enemy

It was already the eighth day of Ling Xiche's poisoning, Shen Chen lifted his sleeve and looked at his wrist, the red plum had changed from a faint light red at the beginning to a bright crimson now.

Shen Chen clasped his hand tightly, "Xi Che, I really can't lose you. Tell me, what should I do next?"

The person on the bed failed to give him any response.

Shen Chen bent down, put his forehead against the back of his hand, and closed his eyes.

Just as Shen Chen was feeling sad, there was noise outside.

"Princess, you can't go in. Your Majesty has told you that no one is allowed to go in."

"The people who are not allowed to enter must not include me. You remember wrongly. Let me in."

"Princess, please don't embarrass us."

Shen Chen raised his head, and wanted to call Chun'er or Xiao Mingzi out to let her in, but before he could say something, he heard Ling Qiyuan say something outside, and he hurried over to open the door for her.

"Qi Yuan, you said you found the antidote?"

Ling Qiyuan took out a porcelain bottle and shook it, "Brother Huang, I got the antidote in Nanjiang, and he is saved."

Shen Chen was so excited that his body went numb, took the antidote from Ling Qiyuan's hand, and ordered the palace servants to invite the imperial physician, then walked quickly into the bedroom, walked to the bed and helped Ling Xiche up.

Shen Chen, who was still very excited just now, suddenly hesitated a little. He looked at the medicine in his hand, not sure whether he should just feed it to him.

Ling Qiyuan saw Shen Chen's worry, and said, "Brother Huang, don't worry, let my brother take it. I can guarantee with my life that there will be no problem with this medicine."

Shen Chen looked at her, "Qi Yuan, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just...that's all."

If there is no antidote, he will not survive, so why not give it a try.

Shen Chen helped Ling Xiche up, put the medicine into his mouth, Ling Qiyuan poured a glass of water over, and Shen Chen fed Ling Xiche some water.

"Xi Che..."

After taking the medicine, Shen Chen quietly hugged him and waited for a while, but he still didn't respond.

"Why is he still awake?"

"Brother Huang, don't worry, wait a little longer, it will take time until the medicine takes effect."

Ling Qiyuan suddenly thought of something, and pulled away Ling Xiche's cuff, the red plum was slowly fading at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappeared.

"Brother Huang, look!"

Ling Qiyuan excitedly raised Ling Xiche's hand to show Shen Chen.

At this time, the imperial physician finally arrived, and was about to salute, but was stopped by Shen Chen.

"There's no need to be polite, come and see if his poison has been cured? The red plum in his hand is gone."

The imperial physician stepped forward and took the pulse carefully, "Your Majesty, Mr. Ling's pulse is indeed stable."

Shen Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Qiyuan brought the medicine over and said, "Brother Huang, the old pavilion master who made the antidote said that the poison in my brother's body should be completely cleaned up after eating this bottle of medicine, and he needs to take the medicine every three days or so. I counted, and there are fifteen pills in total, except for the one my brother took just now, there are still fourteen pills left."

Shen Chen nodded, "I see, you can give it to me."

Ling Qiyuan handed the medicine to Shen Chen.

Shen Chen has been tense for the past few days, but now he finally relaxed, waved his hands and said to everyone, "You all step back."

The imperial physician bid farewell and left.

Seeing that Ling Qiyuan was still standing there, Shen Chen asked, "Qi Yuan, is there anything else you need?"

"Brother Huang, I also specifically asked the old pavilion master who made the poison. I asked him who bought the red plum drunk from him. He told me that the people who came to buy the medicine should be killers and dark guards. That man's saber is not ordinary, it probably came from the royal family."

Shen Chen was startled when he heard the words, and thought of what Ling Xiche had analyzed with him before.

"I see, you go home."

"Brother Huang, although the person behind the scenes is probably Zhao Guo, this is not a good opportunity for revenge. Brother Huang, you must keep calm and don't act rashly. Zhao Guo's spies have the ability to quietly send the poison to Xu, Xu They still don’t know that they have become Zhao’s knives, which means that they already have a lot of power in Duan, and now rather than taking revenge, they should strictly investigate Zhao’s spies in Duan and find them all.”

Shen Chen clenched his fists. "Qi Yuan, you are the princess. Your task is to take care of the palace and spread the branches and leaves for our Shen royal family. The government is not your job."

Ling Qiyuan didn't say any more, bowed and withdrew.

Shen Chen looked at Ling Xiche who was still unconscious on the bed, thinking that Zhaoguo almost lost him this time, he couldn't restrain his hatred for Zhaoguo.

Shen Chen suddenly remembered what Ling Xiche had said before, suspecting that Miao Miao was Zhao Jihe, the subjugated prince of Ye Kingdom.

If it is really him, he can live in Chengming Palace, maybe he is really Yu Chirui's cherished person, if that is the case...

So......

"Come on!"

Xiao Mingzi walked in quickly, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"You pass on the decree, let the leader of the dark guard come to see me quickly."

"Yes."

Zhao country.

Today's incense was delivered to the Imperial Study Room of Chengming Palace, but the maids in the palace put it on without checking it.

It wasn't because the little maid was slacking off on her errands, but Yu Chirui didn't care about it, and the incense was only burned to refresh her mind when reviewing the memorial.It is also impossible for the incense sent to Chengming Hall to be adulterated with poison, because the incense delivered every day has been checked by the imperial physician of the imperial hospital, and only after it is confirmed that there is no problem can it be delivered.

Yu Chirui went directly to the imperial study room after leaving the morning court. Today's aromatherapy was filled with Canaan incense, and Yuchirui, who was reviewing the memorabilia, did not find anything unusual.

"Yu Chirui! I'm coming!"

Yu Chirui didn't even raise his head, "I'm busy, don't make noise."

"Ok."

Zhao Jihe ran to his side, sat down obediently beside him, and watched him critique papers.

Before it was quiet for a long time, he couldn't help but say, "Yu Chirui, I still want to talk to you about one thing."

Yu Chirui sighed and put down his pen, "Just one thing, let's talk about it. You hurry up and talk about it."

Zhao Jihe cleared his throat, feeling a bit short of breath for some reason, but he didn't care too much.

"Last time you said you wanted to get rid of Ling Xiche, but didn't you hear that Duan Guo had found a way to control the poison in him? I was thinking, since he survived a catastrophe, maybe this is God's will? In fact, you What you want is to dominate the world, if you achieve it, whether they die or not will have no effect on you, right?"

"Because he is your cousin, are you still soft-hearted?"

Zhao Jihe suppressed his voice even more milky, and said, "Look at you, you need prestige and prestige, you need popularity and popularity, and you need strategy and strategy. If you are so good, I think you can win even if he dies, and I will help you." Yours~ But he gave Shen Chen an idea and caused you to be injured, this revenge is to be avenged, but maybe you can save his life in the end, after all, he also..."

Before Zhao Jihe finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, knocking on his chest and coughing.

"Miao Miao, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Jihe grabbed the clothes on his chest and breathed hard, every breath was extremely difficult.

Yu Chirui became nervous, "Miao Miao, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Jihe lay in Yuchirui's arms, his tears were suffocated, and he felt like a fish on land, gasping for breath and unable to breathe.

"Miao Miao, don't scare me. Come here! Tell the imperial physician!"

Zhao Jihe suddenly thought of an incident that happened to him when he was a child. At that time, he was only less than ten years old. Once he went to play in his father's study, and he almost suffocated to death later on. The feeling is exactly the same as now.After waking up that time, his father told him that he could not smell Canaan incense, and asked him to remember the name of this incense, so that he could not touch it at all in the future.

Zhao Jihe raised his finger and pointed to the aromatherapy burner, "Jia... Nan... Xiang..."