Chapter 1624 The Thirteenth Prince Yan Cenxuan

Chapter 45 The Thirteenth Prince Yan Cenxuan

Yan Beicheng then turned his head and looked at Liu Zheng, "What's the matter?"

Liu Zheng put away the medicine box, then stood up and returned to his command: "If you go back to your lord, this person is poisoned by a kind of poison called Zhenyan. This poison seals the throat with blood. It is just this small silver needle." What is contaminated on the surface can kill a person in an instant."

After a pause, his eyes showed a bit of deep thought, and he pondered for a moment before saying: "It's just that this poison research is very precious, and it's very rare on weekdays. It's not something an ordinary maid can get."

What he said was just to the point, but the deep meaning left behind was enough to make people think deeply.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fell on Liu Qianqian, with suspicion in their eyes as they looked at her.

"You guys, why are you looking at me like this?" Liu Qianqian's complexion was pale, and the tears that had just stopped suddenly fell down like broken pearls.

After a pause, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and said with a choked voice: "Qing'er has been by my side all these years, loyal and dedicated, and now that she has died like this, I am naturally very sad. Dare to say, but she is just an ordinary maid, and she has such a good temper, how could she do such a thing, there must be a misunderstanding in it."

Yan Moli's eyes became darker and darker, and after a long while, he walked to Yan Beicheng's side, and persuaded him: "Since the princess is fine, the one who died in this matter is just an ordinary maid. According to this hall, there is really no need to continue the investigation. I heard that the concubine is still ill, so please don't bother me."

"How can this be possible!" Yan Beicheng patted the table next to the bed heavily, his face full of anger, "In this king's palace, the concubine was openly plotted by someone who wanted to assassinate the concubine. I really think that the king is easy to bully! Anyway, this king will never tolerate others doing something to this king's wife, where is the housekeeper?"

It was rare for Zhang Wei to see Yan Beicheng so angry, so he was taken aback, but he hurried up, "Your servant is here, please give me your orders."

"The king is going to see the results tonight, you go and check it right away." After a pause, he turned to look at Mo Shanghua, his voice softened for a long time, "Princess, you should rest well, the king will give you justice. "

There was an unprecedented softness in the words.

Mo Shanghua naturally knew that he was acting for someone to watch, so she lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes in cooperation, "Lord Lao is worried."

While wiping away her tears, Liu Qianqian quietly glanced at the two of them, the corners of her lips curled up into a sarcasm, but after a while, it smoothed out again.

Since Yan Beicheng had handed over the matter to the housekeeper, naturally no one else would interfere with the next matter. The people who crowded into a room all dispersed in an instant.

As for the final result of this matter, Zhang Wan just pretended to investigate and deal with it, but in the end it ended hastily. He only said that Qing'er was dead, and there was no proof of the death. To poison Mo Shanghua.

Yan Beicheng didn't pursue further.

But after this incident, rumors came from nowhere in Yuzhou City, digging out the rumors that Moshanghua wiped her mother cruelly, and got Emperor Enhao soup to marry King Yu one by one.

In this way, the gentle and pleasant Liu Qianqian from Moshanghua's natal family naturally became a positive example, forming a positive and negative comparison with Moshanghua.

In addition, it was rumored a few days ago that Moshanghua was a shrew, vicious and jealous, which was even more in line with those rumors. The degree of truth increased several times in an instant, making the people of Yuzhou believe and talk about it more and more.

Mo Shanghua sat on a soft bed with a thick cashmere blanket covering her legs, reading the medical book while distractedly listening to Qin Ya and then talking about the rumors in the city. Frown.

Qin Ya suddenly had a feeling for Niu playing the piano, and she couldn't help but lower her head and sigh, "I said, Princess, even if you are not angry, you should express your opinion. It is too wronged to be so silent."

"What opinions can I express?" Mo Shanghua twirled the pages of the book, turned a page backwards, her eyebrows and eyes did not move at all, "It's hard to stop you, since you can't stop it, why bother to think about it, it's better to read the book .”

Qin Ya wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, she found that what Mo Shanghua said seemed to be correct, so she could only sigh, "These people are really annoying."

Mo Shanghua's eyes flickered for a moment, and the corners of her lips curled up in a faint mockery.

It's not just those people who are annoying, but also the young people behind it.

Just as she thought about it, there was a slight sound of footsteps at the door.

Then I saw Qin Lin walking in first, he greeted Mo Shanghua, before he could say anything, a person came out from behind him.

The man's eyebrows were exquisite, his facial features were handsome and soft, and he was dressed in a white robe, which made him look like a god's mansion.

The Thirteenth Prince Yan Cenxuan——

His name suddenly appeared in Mo Shanghua's mind. For some reason, her heart skipped a beat just like yesterday, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity gradually spread.

Yan Cenxuan's eyes also fell on Mo Shanghua's body, the eyes were obviously warm and warm, but at this moment there was a layer of bitterness that was too thick to be melted in the bottom of the eyes.

His eyes uncontrollably swept across Mo Shanghua's slightly pale cheeks, but the expression in his eyes seemed to be suppressing something, so complicated that it was hard to see clearly.

Mo Shanghua couldn't understand the look in his eyes, she pursed her lips and looked at him for a while, then waved Qin Lin to go on first.

Yan Cenxuan was silent for a long time, then pulled the corners of his lips, and said: "I heard that you have been in poor health for a while, and you are still recovering from illness. It just so happens that the imperial doctor I brought with you, why don't you let me Let him show you."

He specifically begged the emperor to follow him this time, and because of his infirmity since he was a child, the imperial doctor was always with him, so he never came in handy along the way, but he didn't expect it to be useful now.

But this usefulness really made him not know whether to cry or laugh.

Mo Shanghua put down the medical book for the time being, raised her eyes and glanced at Yan Cenxuan's eyes calmly.

Apart from a touch of incomprehensible emotion in those eyes, there was only warmth and warmth, and a touch of worry.

Mo Shanghua could feel that the worry was indeed sincere, and her delicate chin tapped lightly because of a strange coincidence.

Yan Cenxuan had been staring at Moshanghua, seeing that she had not refused at this moment, he was a little relieved in his heart, and looked sideways at the imperial doctor who was following behind.

The imperial doctor came over knowingly, stepped forward with the medicine box on his back, opened the medicine box, and took out the wrist pillow and gauze scarf.

Mo Shanghua naturally put her white wrist on the wrist pillow, and then the imperial doctor put the gauze between her wrists, pressed her three fingers on her wrists, and carefully felt the pulse.

Mo Shanghua looked down at the imperial doctor's pulse diagnosis. From the corner of her eye, she saw Yan Cenxuan, perhaps seeing that she didn't look back, the worry in her eyes inadvertently let out a little more, and her right hand was slightly boxed into a fist. .