PNB Chapter 400: He was poisoned when he was years old!
Chapter 400: He was poisoned when he was years old!
Before Duan Rongshi could say anything, Li Qingluo had already overturned the entire pastry plate to the ground with one hand.
Thinking they were poisonous, she became extremely angry and stepped forward to crush them to pieces.
"Have you ever eaten it before?"
"When did she start bringing you cakes?"
"Since she used to be close to Concubine Yue, why would she want to harm you like this?"
"This method is so disgusting!"
If Luo Fan had not been a skilled doctor, he would not have been able to detect the poison easily with just a piece of osmanthus cake.
This osmanthus cake originally has a faint fragrance of osmanthus, and it is difficult to detect anything unusual after just smelling it once.
Only when he saw Li Qingluo's serious expression did he take out another of his precious pills.
After soaking the osmanthus cake in water, dissolve the pills in water.
An hour later, the water containing the osmanthus cake and pills turned light green, and Luo Fan's face changed drastically.
"The person who poisoned me is really vicious."
"Luo'er, this osmanthus cake is inedible. Not only can't you eat it, you can't even touch it directly."
"Otherwise, after a long time, anyone who comes into contact with this pastry will become a stupid and foolish useless person!"
When Li Qingluo heard this, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
That's why she was so excited at this moment that she crushed all the osmanthus cakes to pieces.
Then he quickly took a wet towel and carefully wiped Duan Rongshi clean.
Duan Rongshi was extremely enjoying his little girl's strong concern for him at the moment.
Not until he saw her eyes were red did he gently hold her hand which was still wiping it for him.
"fine."
"Don't worry, I have never eaten it."
"Every time I took it, I wiped my hands."
Li Qingluo then remembered that he seemed to have wiped his hands last night.
She felt relieved.
She looked up at him and asked, "Your Highness, have you long known that this Virtuous Consort has ill intentions?"
Duan Rongshi: “Yeah.”
"I've already said that I don't trust a single person in this entire palace."
"Including this Empress Defei and Xiaoliu."
As he said that, he asked Li Qingluo to sit down again.
Then pointed at her and played chess.
"Don't take it too seriously."
"She wants to harm me, but she can't sleep day and night just by looking at my face."
Li Qingluo's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Concubine Yue's death... was related to this Concubine De?
She looked at Duan Rongshi and waited for him to continue.
Duan Rongshi: "My mother was so stunningly beautiful back then. None of the concubines in the palace could compare to her half as stunning as her."
"So, everyone hates her, but also loves her."
"This De Fei didn't show her wolf-like cruelty towards me from the beginning. She was indeed cold and frosty to everyone, and was only particularly gentle to Xiao Liu and me."
"It was only several years after my mother passed away that I realized she wasn't such a good person."
"That year, she personally brought me this plate of osmanthus cake. She said it was my mother's favorite pastry."
"She saw how much I missed my mother, so she finally asked her family to send some homemade pastries with osmanthus jam to the palace."
"My mother has loved osmanthus since she was young."
"So, in the past, not only was the Guifu Palace filled with osmanthus flowers, but almost all of my mother's accessories were also osmanthus-style, and everything with the scent of osmanthus was also osmanthus-scented."
"After my mother's death, the scent of osmanthus was no longer allowed in the entire harem. I was also very surprised to see that plate of osmanthus cake."
"But I couldn't bear to eat it, so I brought it to my room and placed it on the bedside, just greedily wanting to smell its aroma more to ease my longing for my mother."
"If Xiaoliu and his wet nurse hadn't been constantly complaining about wanting to see me, and if he hadn't been led by his wet nurse to my room, and if he hadn't seen the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which he had never eaten before, and hadn't been so excited as to want to have a piece, and if Concubine De, who had followed him, hadn't seen this and had panicked and knocked the cake away, I wouldn't have become suspicious."
Li Qingluo: "How old was Your Highness?"
Duan Rongshi: "Ten years old."
Ten years old?
He was only ten years old and already someone close to him had murdered him, wanting to turn him into a fool?
Her heart was filled with deep distress, as if she saw the ten-year-old Duan Rongshi standing in the shadows looking at them.
Duan Rongshi continued to talk about the secrets in his heart that he had never told anyone.
"Even though she explained to me at the time that she had prepared it for me personally and that Xiaoliu was still too young to eat such pastries, I didn't believe it."
"I clearly saw it with my own eyes. Xiaoliu's wet nurse fed him peach cakes."
"Since then, I have been cautious with everything that Concubine De sent me, and I don't touch it easily."
"If you can throw it away, throw it away. If you can't throw it away, destroy it completely."
"When I was thirteen, my appearance became more and more like my mother."
"Even the red mole between her eyebrows is exactly the same as my mother's."
"The expressions of those in the palace, including my father, gradually became complicated when they saw me."
“There is fear.”
“It feels cold.”
"There is hatred and disgust."
"There were also people shouting that I was a monster, that Concubine Yue had possessed a demon."
"However, these concubines soon disappeared from the palace for various reasons."
"When I was fifteen, I moved out of the palace and lived in Prince Su's Mansion."
"However, the osmanthus cakes that I haven't eaten yet are still delivered to me once a month."
"Now she must be getting impatient, and has started sending me here every day. She still treats me like the six-year-old child she was back then."
Duan Rongshi sneered and dropped the chess piece onto the chessboard.
Li Qingluo: "Then when did Your Highness confirm that this cake was poisonous?"
Duan Rongshi: "When I was eighteen, Doctor Du moved into Prince Su's mansion. It was then that I was certain that the osmanthus cake contained such a vicious poison."
Li Qingluo: "But this osmanthus cake has been delivered for thirteen years, and His Highness hasn't been poisoned. Doesn't Concubine De have any doubts?"
"Or did she know she had been exposed a long time ago, but His Highness didn't expose her, so she continued to send cakes like crazy?"
Duan Rongshi pointed to a blank space and asked Li Qing to place his move there.
Then he continued, "She has gone crazy for a long time."
Li Qingluo: Crazy?
She didn't understand something.
Duan Rongshi: "She wants to poison me, so why can't I let her do it?"
Li Qingluo was shocked.
Did he poison Concubine De?
"Counting the days, it's almost time."
"In three days, it will be Concubine De's birthday. Luo'er, do you want to go and see a good show?"
Li Qingluo's eyes lit up: "I want to."
Duan Rongshi hooked his finger: "Come closer and listen..."
Three days later.
Li Qingluo got up early in the morning and started practicing sword.
As soon as she stopped sweating profusely, the ingredients for the five-red soup prepared by Eunuch Hai were delivered to her.
Li Qingluo hurried to the kitchen and boiled the soup in the pot.
In the past two days, Li Qingluo and Duan Rongshi have been living in the same room, and the smell of his scent has become increasingly unbearable.
So she insisted on moving to the small room next door alone.
Last night at midnight.
Li Qingluo had just started to feel the effects of the poison when Duan Rongshi, who was sleeping next door, immediately rushed over and cut a new wound to feed her blood.
This time, Li Qingluo inhaled for a long time.
She seemed to be losing control, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to control her desire for blood.
Duan Rongshi saw her so restrained and murmured, "Luo'er?"
Li Qingluo suddenly woke up and pushed him away.
Then he turned around, covered himself tightly, and soon fell asleep.
When she woke up in the morning and thought about what happened last night, her face turned pale.
What good things did she do?
Thinking of Zulia, Li Qingluo couldn't help but hug his head, feeling so regretful and ashamed that he almost went crazy.
It was not until she practiced sword fighting that she became much more sober.
After the five-red soup was cooked, Li Qingluo hurriedly took it to Duan Rongshi's bedroom.
"Your Highness?"
Duan Rongshi got up early.
Waiting for her to have breakfast.
Seeing her bring in another bowl of soup, he asked her, "What is this?"
Li Qingluo: "It's for replenishing your blood. Your Highness, please drink this whole bowl."
Li Qingluo endured the heat and quickly put down the soup, then personally served a bowl to Duan Rongshi.
Duan Rongshi: What? Replenishing Qi and blood?
He thought he had misheard.
Li Qingluo forced it into his hand and said, "Hurry up, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
Duan Rongshi: "This king..."
Before he could say no, Li Qingluo personally scooped a spoonful and brought it to his mouth: "Come on, ah——"
Duan Rongshi: "Can I not drink?"
Li Qingluo's face turned cold: "No! Your Highness, your lips are pale."
"If you don't drink, don't save me next time."
After some hesitation, Duan Rongshi sighed and took the spoon.
"Okay, I'll drink it."
After he finished it in one gulp, the tense Li Qingluo finally smiled.
Then she quickly served him another bowl.
Duan Rongshi couldn't help but ask, "More? Luo'er, you don't want me to drink up this whole bowl, do you?"
Li Qingluo: "No need. Just three small bowls will be enough."
"But for the next few days, I'll make you five-red soup every day. You have to cooperate and drink it obediently. Okay?"
Duan Rongshi frowned tightly: "Not very good."
Li Qingluo didn't care about him and watched him drink all three bowls. Only then did he feel completely relieved.
"Your Highness, I lost control last night."
"Next time, how about..."
Duan Rongshi: "No!"
"You can only drink this king's blood."
Li Qingluo:?
Do you eat this kind of vinegar?
She found it a little funny, but also thought he was very cute: "I mean, let me get through it on my own."
"Besides, by the time I leave the palace, the Miao girl that Dong Siyuan invited should have arrived in Jinling City, right?"
Miaojiang is a long way from Jinling City, and it takes a long time to travel through mountains and rivers.
Moreover, Dong Siyuan had been dragging Butterfly's life to safety.
Everything will have hope only when the Miao girl arrives.
As the two were talking, Sha Qi sneaked in and asked to see them.
"Miss, Sha San sent a message saying that Zuliya's poison attack is more serious than last time."
Li Qingluo had already guessed it.
I also sucked more blood than in the previous two reactions.
If the Miao girl had no hope of saving herself, she would have no choice but to die.
Li Qingluo: "Let Zongzheng Wuheng go and see Zuliya's miserable condition."
"Tell him we have plenty of this poison and ask him if he wants to try it."