"Uncle Chen," Xuanyuan Youchen said, seemingly not taking Li Zhige's strong words to heart.
"Yes."
Steward Chen retracted his thoughts and hurriedly signaled his servant to bring the medicine to Xuanyuan Youchen's side.
He stirred the medicine with a thin silver needle and carefully checked that there was nothing unusual before sending it to Xuanyuan Youchen's hand.
Xuanyuan Youchen took the medicine bowl with his big hand and moved it to his pale lips without looking at it.
"Wait a minute!"
Li Zhige, who was standing aside, suddenly shouted, scaring Uncle Chen into a cold sweat again.
Is this girl just looking for death?
He quickly stepped forward, grabbed the medicine bowl from Xuanyuan Youchen's hand, sniffed the medicine with a strange smell, and said with a heavy face: "The medicine is poisonous."
"What did you say?"
Uncle Chen couldn't help but be shocked, looking at the bowl of medicine in disbelief: "How is this possible?"
He was present from the time the prescription was written to the decoction, and no one had the chance to poison.
"Girl, the medicines I prescribed are all for reducing fever.
There can be no problem."
Xue Shiren carefully reviewed the prescription again and said cautiously, while also clarifying himself to King Chen.
Li Zhige glanced at Xuanyuan Youchen who was standing aside.
Although he was injured, the heroic spirit between his brows had not diminished at all.
With a hint of speculation in his cold, deep eyes, he glanced at Li Zhige leisurely and said, "What kind of poison?"
"I don't know."
Li Zhige answered truthfully.
"Aren't you talking nonsense?
Where did you come from?"
Uncle Chen couldn't help but get angry when he heard this.
This woman of unknown origin was just looking for trouble and shouted angrily.
Li Zhige said nothing and smelled the concoction carefully again, "There is an extra medicine, but I'm not sure what it is."
Uncle Chen was dumbfounded for a moment.
Xue Shiren was also full of surprise.
In his entire life of practicing medicine, he had never seen anyone who could smell the poison in medicine, and she was still a teenage girl.
"But there is no poison on the silver needle."
The servant who had just tried the poison on the plate couldn't help but said, if it was really poisonous, he would be dead.
"Bring the medicine dregs," Li Zhige said calmly, not caring about these people's questions.
There was no expression on Xuanyuan Youchen's cold and ruthless face.
He was full of coldness and domineering as he said: "Uncle Chen" "Yes" Uncle Chen hurriedly responded.
No matter who this girl is, since the prince believes her, she must believe her.
Li Zhige walked around to the end of the bed, easily took off the hairpin from Xuanyuan Youchen's feet, and then took off an identical hairpin from his chest.
His eyes swept over the two hairpins, inspected them carefully, and then quietly took them back.
In the bag.
Xue Shiren stood aside respectfully, seeing that the wound on the bandaged area was definitely not small, and the blood flow could be easily stopped with two silver needles.
This girl's medical skills must be extraordinary.
"Your Majesty, this is medicine residue."
Uncle Chen returned to the bedroom with the pot of decoction in his hand.
Under his nose, something happened in Prince Chen's Mansion to poison the prince.
How could he let that person go?
Xuanyuan Youchen signaled Uncle Chen to pass the medicine residue to Li Zhige who was standing aside.
"Girl" Uncle Chen placed the medicine residue in front of the round table and stepped back respectfully.
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Immediately, two pharmacists came up.
They were uneasy and knelt on the ground, "See you, Your Majesty, I'm a thousand years old, a thousand years old."
"Your Majesty, the two of them prepared this medicine together at the medicine shop and brought it to us."
Chen Boli's eyes were full of hatred.
He really didn't expect that the two of them would be so bold as to murder the prince.
"Your Majesty, you are aware that we all took the medicine and cooked it according to the prescription.
We really didn't do anything."
The two of them were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy.
Li Zhige poured out the medicinal residue and checked one by one.
There was nothing unusual, but there was indeed something wrong with the medicinal juice.
A cautious cold light swept over everyone present.
From her perspective, everyone present could have been poisoned.
"Girl, have you found out?"
Uncle Chen couldn't help but worry, and he was terrified.
What should he do if something happens to the prince?
Li Zhige walked silently towards the pharmacist who was kneeling on the ground.
His clear eyes were cold and his red lips were slightly parted as he said, "How long have you been in the mansion?"
The two were slightly startled, "Five years" "Five and a half years" Li Zhige turned to the boy holding the medicine on one side and said, "What about you?"
The boy lowered his head and replied: "After winter, it will be eight years."
"What about you?"
Li Zhige said nothing and turned to Xue Shiren.
"I have been following the prince for more than ten years."
Xue Shiren replied, his weather-beaten face full of astonishment.
Uncle Chen couldn't help but be a little surprised and asked what he was doing.
Why didn't he investigate the person who poisoned him?
"What about you, Uncle Chen?"
Li Zhige's clear eyes glanced slightly at Uncle Chen, the old man with gray hair on his temples.
"I," Uncle Chen thought slightly, "I have been here since Prince Chen's Mansion was built.
I followed Prince Qin in the first half of my life, and I will follow him in the second half of my life until the day I die."
His face was filled with vicissitudes of life.
Incomparably sincere, this life of Uncle Chen is not his own.
Li Zhige concentrated slightly and turned to look at Xuanyuan Youchen on the side.
His clear eyes were as clear as the autumn sky, "They were not the ones who poisoned me."
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time they couldn't help but wonder where the poison came from.
"Girl, what about this medicine?"
Uncle Chen couldn't help but be anxious.
If he didn't find the person who poisoned him, he would probably have trouble sleeping and eating.
Li Zhige walked around the round table filled with medicinal dregs and pointed at something with his slender index finger, "That's it."
"Decoction pot" everyone said in unison.
"There is something wrong with this pot.
Its inner wall has been soaked for a long time and has been infiltrated with certain medicinal properties.
Once someone uses it to decoct medicine, the medicinal properties will be released under slow fire and become one with the decoction.
Even if Even if we check, we can't find anything wrong."
Li Zhige easily smashed the pot of decoction, picked up a fragment, and smelled it, "This medicine."
"What is it?"
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Xue Shiren couldn't help but be curious.
He had never heard of such a strange medicine for many years of practicing medicine.
"The most poisonous thing in the South China Sea will seal your throat when you see blood."
Li Zhige's glossy red lips were slightly opened, and his pupils were somewhat familiar.
This was not the first time he had seen this poison.
"This decoction pot belongs to the emperor."
Uncle Chen was dumbfounded for a moment and blurted out incoherently.
"Uncle Chen" Xuanyuan Youchen's cold voice came, stopping his words.
It was like a thick layer of frost had condensed on his face, making him unable to breathe and making him want to escape immediately.
Chen Bo was suddenly frightened and broke into a cold sweat.
Knowing that he had made a mistake, he hurriedly stood aside respectfully and did not dare to say anything more.
"Step back," Xuanyuan Youchen ordered with a cold face.
The cold air emanating from his body seemed to make people feel like they were in the coldest month of winter.
The group of people retreated hurriedly, everyone was sweating coldly.
When Li Zhige saw everyone, he also retreated.
At this time, he should know who poisoned him, so she wouldn't join in the fun here.
It's a pity that I haven't received the painting yet.
It's almost dawn.
What should I tell Geng Yijin tomorrow?
I can't help but feel a little irritable.
Hey, I really don't have a day to worry about.
"You stay."
Xuanyuan Youchen's cold eyes were as sharp as a falcon, directed towards Li Zhige who was about to close the door.
He looked like a wolf that saw a sheep and wanted to eat it in one bite
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