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"The imperial physician is still researching and hasn't reached a conclusion yet," Yun Yiqing said, squeezing the corner of her blanket with a hint of helplessness.
The physician had come because of her; given Qing Luan's status, the physician was reluctant to act. She couldn't scold him, so she could only offer some comfort, holding onto a glimmer of hope.
"If we knew what poison it was, it would be easier," A-Song murmured casually, causing his eyes to light up instantly.
"I have a method we can try; it might help us find out what poison Miss is afflicted with," A-Song said after a moment's hesitation.
"Quickly tell us, what is it?" Everyone grew anxious, their eyes wide as they awaited A-Song's response.
"Find Su Yuanhang. He was watching nearby today and might know what poison was applied to the blade."
"Who is Su Yuanhang?" Everyone had only recently met Qing Luan, so they had no idea who A-Song was referring to.
"He is a lackey of the Huang Family," A-Song recounted the enmity between Su Yuanhang and the young lady with bitterness. "After the family he relied on fell from grace, he disappeared. I never expected he would come to serve the Huang Family alongside his former master. The moment I saw him, I recalled Zhao Yun's injury and knew this brat was up to no good. No one knows Zhao Yun's past appearance with Tide..."
"Since there's a score to settle, let's capture him first," Mei suggested.
Everyone agreed with this plan. A-Song wasn't very skilled in martial arts, and accompanying them into the Prime Minister's Residence might alert their enemies. So after sketching Su Yuanhang's likeness, he sent three Monsters to follow him, ensuring that if something went wrong, they wouldn't be left vulnerable.
"You..."
Bang! Today was quite tragic for Su Yuanhang. After failing his mission, he had been severely beaten by Huang Pinyan and thrown into the woodshed to fend for himself. Just as he lay there in pain, unable to sleep, someone entered. He thought it might be his master showing mercy; instead, it was a group of unfamiliar men in black who knocked him out before he could utter a word.
When Su Yuanhang groggily regained consciousness, he felt something was off. Opening his eyes revealed that his hands and feet were bound, and his mouth stuffed with a piece of filthy cloth that made him want to vomit. All he could do was mumble incoherently...
"Shut up!" A-Song looked at him in his pitiful state without an ounce of sympathy. With a glare filled with hatred, he asked, "Su Yuanhang, do you still recognize me?"
Su Yuanhang froze at the sight of A-Song before unease flickered across his face. He quickly feigned ignorance and replied, "Who are you? I don't know you!" How could Zhu Qingluan's subordinates know about him?
Having stayed with the Huang Family for five years without anyone knowing of his presence and having hidden himself carefully, how could they have discovered him?
"Hmph, don't play dumb with me. You can't possibly not recognize me," A-Song scoffed at the cunning glint that briefly flashed in Su Yuanhang's black eyes. "After all these years in the Huang Family, sleeping in a woodshed—Su Yuanhang, you've really fallen far!" Once so proud and arrogant, now reduced to such a pitiful state—it was truly tragic!
"I really don't know you. Why are you grabbing me?" Su Yuanhang would never admit it; he knew that if he did, he would be signing his own death warrant, so he shook his head vigorously.
"A-Song, let's get to the point!" Yun Yiqing reminded from the side.
"Right," A-Song nodded seriously, looking at Su Yuanhang and saying, "Today, my young lady encountered danger, and I saw you. Don't try to deny it. If you want to live, be honest. Tell me, what poison did you put on the blade?"
"Poison?" Su Yuanhang's eyes darted around quickly as he thought about who had been poisoned to make them so anxious—could it be Zhu Qingluan?
If it was her, then he would have done a great service. The young master would surely praise him, and then high positions and wealth would all belong to him.
"Don't play tricks with me. If you don't tell me the truth, I'll start with you," Chi said, waving the knife in his hand with a cold smile. "I got this knife from some black-clad men. You should know best what it's like to be poisoned by it!" Such a person deserved to die.
No matter what choice he made, there was only one outcome: death.
Looking at the cold blade that was grazing his cheek, he shivered and gritted his teeth, saying, "I don't know what kind of poison it is; only Young Master Huang knows." If he revealed anything, his life would truly be in danger.
He had suggested that poison to ensure their plan went off without a hitch. He hadn't expected it to succeed so well; unfortunately, he was here now. Otherwise, the young master would surely be very pleased.
"Then let's see how it goes," they were too lazy to waste more words with him and were ready to take action.
"Let me handle this," A-Song said with a sinister look, revealing a bloodthirsty smile as he added playfully, "You caused Zhao Yun to nearly bleed to death back then; today I will let you experience what it's like to be stabbed repeatedly..." If they were scared of a child, what else were they afraid of?
"I... this has nothing to do with me! Don't go overboard!" Hearing that he might be cut into pieces made him panic. He trembled and wanted to escape, but there were people on both sides, and he was tied up—there was no chance for escape. He pleaded shakily, "I... I can tell you what poison Zhu Qingluan was poisoned with, but you must guarantee my safety!"
"I can let you go," A-Song replied readily while secretly thinking: I just wonder if the young lady will let you go after she wakes up.
Perhaps out of fear or having forgotten the deceitful nature of business dealings, Su Yuanhang quickly revealed what poison had afflicted Zhu Qingluan. Once the Imperial Physician had the answer, he swiftly prepared the antidote...
Su Yuanhang was still tied up, but no one paid him any attention. Everyone gathered at the bedside, watching Qing Luan, hoping that she would wake up soon after taking the antidote. The waiting was the most agonizing part.
Xuanyuan Rui tightly held her frail little hand, silently shouting in his heart: " Luan'er, don't give up on me. I have nothing without you. Please, you must be safe...!"
"Coocoo..." The rooster crowed, signaling the dawn.
"Huff..." The Imperial Physician, who had guarded through the night, sighed in relief upon seeing Zhu Qingluan's condition. "Her complexion is no longer pale or dark, which means the poison has been neutralized. She just hasn't woken up yet. I'll prepare a prescription for her to take once she regains consciousness. After a few days of recuperation, she should be fine!"
He wasn't afraid of anyone else; he feared Xuanyuan Rui's displeasure could cost him his life.
"Thank you," Xuanyuan Rui glanced at the guards beside him and then cupped his hands in gratitude towards the Imperial Physician. As the physician turned to leave, he calmly reminded him, "I believe you know where I was yesterday without needing me to elaborate?"
The Imperial Physician paused for a moment, subtly nodded, and then hurriedly left as if a tiger were chasing him, fleeing swiftly.
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When misfortune strikes, even drinking water feels like it gets stuck in your teeth. All the carefully arranged words can vanish with a careless mistake; it makes one want to die!
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