Chapter 1521 826 Poison Source

Nangong Yue's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder in this small inner room.

Poisoned? !

When the others heard the words, their expressions changed drastically, and they looked at each other in disbelief.

How can Guanyubai be poisoned? !

Guan Yubai has never been alone in Xiye. After he came to the capital, his daily meals came from Xiye Palace, together with Xiaosi and Si Lin.

Who is it, and in what way can they poison the official language? !

Everyone's eyes fell on the drop of black blood on Guan Yubai's fingertips. Guan Yubai's hands were very beautiful, fair and slender, and the bones were like bamboos. Just looking closely, you would find that his fingers were covered with strips that were not very clear. The obvious thin scars are the traces left by the prison disaster of the year on his body...

Xiao Yi's eyebrows were deeply locked, his eyes changed a few times, and it was difficult to understand.

Compared with the shock of others, Guan Yubai himself seemed to be light and calm, as if he had already seen through life and death.

In the oppressive silence, Nangong Yue said again, "Young Master Guan, allow me to check the pulse for the son again."

She settled down, stretched out her fingers to take the pulse of the official language again, her cherry lips pursed tightly, and her heart sank little by little.

Guan Yubai's pulse was still the same as the previous two, strange, but not a sign of poisoning.

However……

The drop of black blood and the silver needle with the black tip clearly represented that his blood was poisonous.

Nangong Yue quickly withdrew her hand, looked at Xiao Si thoughtfully, and asked, "Little Si, what did your son eat, drink, and use these days?"

From Nangong Yue's question, others immediately understood that she still couldn't confirm the poison in Guan Yubai, so they could only try to find clues from Guan Yubai's daily life.

Next, with the assistance of Xiao Si, Nangong Yue and Baihui checked the various objects in the entire Qingfeng Hall and even the imperial study, including the flowers and trees planted in the courtyard, and Guan Yubai's daily diet. Before they knew it, it was already three poles in the sun outside, but they still found nothing...

Guan Yubai's life is very simple. He goes back and forth between the Imperial Study Room and Qingfeng Palace every day. At most, he goes to Chaoyang Palace with Xiao Yi to meet the envoys.

What else is unavoidable in official language and white daily life? !

After thinking for a moment, Nangong Yue said unsurely, "Ayi, could it be that the King of the West Night had someone put poison into the well before he died..." The water in the well is living water, and the poison was quickly washed away. The people of the Southern Border Army are basically strong, so there is no serious problem, but Guan Yubai is weak, and a little toxin is deposited in the body, the more it accumulates...

There was no smile on Xiao Yizhangli's face, and she raised her voice to command: "Come here! Send troops to the palace to investigate all the water sources!"

"Yes, Lord Shizi!"

The soldiers of the Southern Border Army who were guarding outside the hall quickly took their orders away. In a short while, the entire palace was in a commotion because of Xiao Yi's order. Xinjiang army soldiers shuttled through all corners of the palace, their faces were cold, their footsteps were rumbling, and they had the momentum to turn the entire palace over.

The entire capital was also under martial law, and the people of Xiye in the city were frightened.

The sun hangs high in the sky, and the capital city is empty in the afternoon.

Nangong Yue and Baihui were not idle either. They were in the Dongnuan Pavilion of Qingfeng Hall, asking Xiao Si to carefully recall Guan Yubai's diet for the past month. Baihui quickly recorded it...I don't know how long it took. , a rush of footsteps came from outside, Feng Xing walked in anxiously, and said, "Prince Prince, the young master has burned even more!"

Nangong Yue stood up abruptly and rushed to the inner room with Baihui and Xiaosi.

Guan Yubai on the bed fell asleep again, or in other words, he should have been in a coma, his entire face flushed more than before, dense sweat dripped from his temples and neck, and his breathing became extremely heavy.

"call……"

"call……"

In the inner room, only the sound of his heavy breathing echoed.

Even if he didn't check his pulse, Nangong Yue knew that Guan Yubai's situation was worse.

"Baihui, prepare needles!"

Nangong Yue commanded succinctly, Baihui hurriedly opened the medicine box...

The golden sunlight shone in from the window, covering the unextinguished light of the palace lantern at the head of the bed. Although the sun was shining, it was quieter and deadlier than the night.

With the assistance of Baihui, Nangongyue skillfully performed needles for the official language again. The master and servant had a good tacit understanding, and the movements of his men were smooth and fast, while the men in the room stood silently.

There is a sharp contrast between movement and stillness.

After a stick of incense, Nangong Yue, who was sweating profusely, just closed the needle, leaving only five silver needles on Guan Yubai's chest to protect the heart. Gradually, Guan Yubai's breathing calmed down, and although his face was still red, his expression became peaceful, as if he was sleeping soundly.

call! Nangong Yue's originally tense body relaxed a little, took the handkerchief handed by Xiao Yi, wiped the sweat from her forehead, then met everyone's tense eyes, and said, "I temporarily protected the prince's heart with acupuncture. Pulse... Baihui, grab some medicine, Zhuru, Chenpi, Jishu..."

After Nangong Yue recited the recipe in a hurry, Baihui hurriedly went down to grab the medicine and boil it...

As soon as Baihui left, Fu Yunhe and Yuan Lingbai came on the back and shook his head heavily at Nangong Yue.

They have searched all the water sources in the palace, but still found nothing.

If you can't find the source of the poison, you can't prescribe the right medicine.

Nangong Yue walked to the window and sat down and pondered, the inner room fell into silence again, the air was so suppressed that everyone could hardly breathe...

Nangong Yue raised her hand to open the window, trying to take a breath, but her raised right arm froze in the air.

Huh? ! She moved her nose and seemed to smell something, then sniffed again, and said unsurely, "Do you feel any smell in the room..."

Xiao Yi's nose also moved, and he smelled it intently. There seemed to be a looming rancid smell in the room, but when he smelled it again, it seemed that there was nothing.

Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi glanced at each other, and asked their superiors Rin, Xiao Si, and Feng Xing to search the house again, and checked all kinds of objects again, even the turf outside was not spared. I rummaged through the grass and leaves, but I still couldn't find the source of the rancid smell...

More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye, just when Nangong Yue almost thought that the smell was her hallucination, Xiao Yi's voice came from the front right: "Ayue, it's Xiaobai!"

Nangong Yue looked at Xiao Yi suspiciously, but before she could react, she saw Xiao Yi standing beside Guan Yubai's couch, lifted a corner of the thin quilt, and reached out to grab one of Guan Yubai's wrists.

Nangong Yue walked over quickly, and sniffed with the tip of her nose close to Guan Yubai's fingertips, her eyes slightly widened.

This is it!

She scrutinized Guan Yubai's fingertips carefully. The black and blue on the base of his fingernails seemed to be thicker than last night... Also, in addition to the old scars for many years, there seemed to be a few thin new ones on his fingers. Scar, the faint fleshy pink on the scar shows that these new scars should not be long...

Nangong Yue hurriedly asked, "Little Si, your son has a new injury on his hand. How did this injury come from?"

Xiao Si's eyes also fell on Guan Yubai's finger, as if thinking of something, his eyes sank, and he blurted out: "Mass Burial Mound!" Could it be that the son was poisoned in the Mound Burial Mound? !

"Mass Burial Mound?!" Nangong Yue thought deeply, thinking of the coffin in the Jingxin Palace, and a vague guess appeared in her heart.

She took a deep breath and said, "Tell me about that day and the state of the mass grave..."

Si Rin, Xiao Si and Feng Xing quickly exchanged glances. They all knew that it was a big deal, so Si Rin started talking about the day they arrived at the mass grave, talking about the environment around the mass grave, saying that they were. How to find the corpse of Mrs. Guan, and how Guan Yubai excavated the corpse of Mrs. Guan with his own hands little by little...

There was only Si Lin's increasingly difficult voice left in the inner room. He tried to restrain his emotions, almost choked up, until they said that they transported the official's wife's coffin down the mountain.

Hearing this, Nangong Yue was almost 80-90% sure, and hurriedly said: "Little Si, Feng Xing, go and see if there is anything unusual on your son's arms and back?" aside.

Xiao Si and Feng Xing did not dare to delay, and hurried to the couch.

Xiao Si neatly helped Guan Yubai to sit up, while Feng Xing untied his shirt for him. When the white shirt slipped off most of Guan Yubai's body, the two let out a shocked gasp, and the back Xiao Yi and Si Rin also saw it, their faces sinking like water.

I saw Guan Yu's fair and thin back, in addition to long scars intertwined like cobwebs, and black spots scattered along the back of the back...

Xiao Si took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Prince Shizi, there are many black spots on the back of the young master."

No guesswork! Nangong Yue's eyes were deep, and this moment was finally confirmed.

She remembered seeing it in a medical book: corpse poison, and even the poison of yin. Those who have been poisoned by the corpse have black spots on their bodies, like twisted snakes, blood black like ink, disordered pulse and precepts, and persistent high fever...

"It's corpse poison..." Nangong Yue said slowly.

Listening to what Si Rin just said, Nangong Yue speculated that Guan Yubai was probably because his fingertips were injured during the mass burial, resulting in the internal invasion of corpse poison. And the corpse poison should not be heavy, so it has been lurking in his body for the past month, swallowing bit by bit, and it may be just a minor illness for others, but it is deadly enough for Guan Yubai, who has a weak constitution.

However, all corpse poisons must first be born from the decay of human or animal corpses, and then be subdivided into several types, which may be the corpse gas permeating the mist, or the toxins dissolved in the soil after the corpse rots. It was the disease gas released from the dead corpse that died of the disease, and it was more likely that the plants near the burial place had absorbed the corpse gas in the soil...

There are subtle differences between each corpse poison.

Where does the corpse poison in Guan Yubai's body come from...

The way of medicine and poison, the difference is an inch, and a thousand miles are lost. You have to be careful!

After pondering for a while, Nangong Yue looked more awe-inspiring, and said hesitantly, "Ayi, I have to go to the mass grave once in person, it's just the official son..."

Guan Yubai's condition is now so critical, Nangong Yue is worried that it will take him four or five days to come and go. If Guan Yubai's condition suddenly deteriorates, Baihui's medical skills may not be enough to deal with it...

Xiao Yi frowned, and immediately ordered: "Bamboo, prepare the carriage!"

Everyone immediately understood who this carriage was prepared for. Xiao Yi meant to bring Guan Yubai to the mass grave!

Si Rin quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and felt that Xiao Yi's idea was the most suitable. Of course, he knew that Guan Yubai's current weak state was not suitable for travel, but only by following the prince's concubine could he cope with emergencies and be safe.

In the official language, everyone did not dare to delay. After leaving Xiao Xiaoyu to Haitang to take care of them, they immediately set off from the capital with a carriage and dozens of soldiers from the Southern Border Army to the east of Emerald City. Suburban mass graves.

The next three days are all on the road, day and night, non-stop.

As Nangong Yue had expected, along the way, Guan Yubai's condition repeated several times, sometimes awake, sometimes in a coma, and frequent high fever. For this reason, they stopped several times along the way, but fortunately, Guan Yubai's condition was still under control. .

Finally, they arrived at the mass grave in the early morning three days later.

A group of carriages and horses stopped at the foot of the mountain. Nangong Yue instructed Xiaosi and Baihui to stay in the carriage to take care of Guan Yubai, while she went up the hill with Xiao Yi, Si Rin and Fengxing, and even distributed masks to them. Several people wear it.

In the early morning mass graves, hazy mist filled the space between the tombstones and the tombs. Although they were a little stuffy wearing masks, at the same time, the smell of corpse and decay was blocked from the masks.

Feng Xing and Si Rin walked in the front, leading Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi along the road they had last time by relying on their memory. By the time they reached an old pine tree on the top of the hill, the sky was completely bright.

The rising sun hung high, and the fog in the vicinity had mostly dissipated, and the surrounding vision was much clearer.

On the hill, as far as the eye can see are new tombs that are slightly raised and the graves are still wet. These are the tombs that they dug and filled back in the past.

Among the "new" graves, a seven-foot-long rectangular pothole is particularly eye-catching at first glance.

"Prince Prince," Feng Xing said, pointing at the pothole, "that's right there..."

It is also because of the chaos in the West Night during this period of time. Obviously, no one has come to this mass grave recently, so this pothole can be preserved.

This is also a misunderstanding.

Nangong Yue smiled bitterly in her heart, squatted down, opened the medicine box she was carrying, and took out a small porcelain jar.

Xiao Yi guessed what she was going to do, volunteered to jump out of the pit for her, and used the small porcelain pot to get some wet grave soil from the bottom of the pit.

Nangong Yue took out a silver needle and inserted it into the small pot of grave soil, but the silver needle did not change color.

Not the graveyard!

Nangong Yue put on a pair of deerskin gloves, carefully observed the surrounding of the pothole, inspected the weeds and shrubs on the roadside, collected dew on the branches and leaves, and inspected the bones scattered around... But there was no problem!

Nangong Yue frowned slightly, feeling a little anxious. Could it be that her guess was wrong? !

She settled down, returned to the edge of the pothole again, and walked slowly around it...

This is? !

Nangong Yue's pupils shrank, and she squatted down again. On the black burial soil, there were a few small grasses that were almost the same color as the soil. The place was bluish-black.

Nangong Yue carefully pulled off a blade of grass, and squeezed out the green-black grass juice from the broken part of the leaf...

At this time, the three of Xiao Yi almost held their breaths, watching the silver needle in Nangong Yue's hand stained with the strangely colored grass juice.

The blackened needle tip gave everyone the answer, which is this—

The corpse water and corpse gas produced when the corpse rotted underground penetrated into the grave grass and formed corpse poison.

It should be that Guan Yubai accidentally injured his finger when digging the soil, and the corpse poison of the grass roots penetrated into his body from the wound of the finger, forming a hidden danger!

Nangong Yue's dangling heart is half let down. Once the cause is determined, then she will have a direction in her heart!

The group immediately went down the mountain, Nangong Yue wrote a recipe with charcoal, and Xiao Yi asked people to copy a few copies and distribute them to the accompanying Southern Border Army soldiers to let them go to the Emerald City to get medicine first.

As for Xiao Yi and the others, they also arrived at the Emerald City, and the soldiers of the Southern Border Army defending the city immediately welcomed Xiao Yi and his party into the garrison for a rest.

On this day, with the arrival of their group, strange ripples swayed in the Emerald City. I saw the soldiers of the Southern Border Army hurriedly appearing in various medicine shops in the city. When the sun was setting in the west, there was a young soldier. He entered the garrison with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Prince Prince, all the other herbal medicines have been found," the soldier clasped his fists and said, "It's just that there is a shortage of Yuanzi Fu. After searching all the pharmacies, the last will not find it. The last has already sent people to the surrounding towns to find them. I'm afraid it will take some time..." The younger the soldier said, the lower his head was, and he did not dare to look directly at the sharp eyes of the prince.

Fortunately, the gentle voice of Concubine Shizi immediately rang in her ears:

"Fortunately, this Yuanzifu is not irreplaceable, Xiaowei Lu, you can find Blindly Yuzhuling to replace it."

The young soldier breathed a sigh of relief and hurried away.

Who would have thought that after more than an hour, he came back in despair and asked to see Nangong Yue again, his head bowed lower.

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