Madam is a Superstar

It's just a medicine to reduce anger, but it won't kill anyone. How can she object?

"Prince." Dehong came to Nangong Yu and was a little embarrassed. Back then, the emperor was able to ascend the throne through the power of the empress's mother-in-law's family.

After the position was firmly established, it was enough to deal with General Song's lineage. The empress and the prince were also thrown into the cold palace. But now,

The emperor actually made his displeasure clear to the prince in front of him, which really shouldn't be the case.

Nangong Yu glanced at the pills with the same indifferent expression as before, picked it up without hesitation, put it in his mouth and ate it, then turned to look at Nangong Xiao.

"There is an imperial physician accompanying us today. My father can send the imperial physician to test the properties of the pills to make sure they are safe."

Song Qing raised his eyebrows and curled his lips, "What the prince said is absolutely true. The properties of this fire-reducing pill are common, and it is not difficult to identify them."

Nangong Xiao sneered, "It seems that the rumors are true. The prince and the priest do have a close relationship. This harmony is quite overwhelming."

Nangong Yu and Song Qing bent down one after another, "I don't dare." "I don't dare."

Nangong Xiao looked at Dehong, "Pass Sima Zhen."

Dehong responded, "No."

This was what it meant to ask Sima Zhen to ask for a diagnosis and check the emperor's pulse. Song Qing felt at ease and waited for Dehong to invite his uncle to consult the emperor.

She was standing nearby thinking about what happened just now, but unfortunately she couldn't figure out the reason no matter how much she thought about it.

After a cup of tea,

The group of people followed Nangong Xiao out of the palace, but Sima Zhen was always the last one.

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Half a year later, on a rainy night,

There were lightning and thunder, heavy rain, and the emperor's Dragon Song Palace was in chaos.

"Imperial Physician Zhang, Physician Xu, and all the imperial physicians and female doctors, hurry up, hurry up! The emperor is hemoptysis, please go in and have a look!"

"Have you sent the message to the priest? Go and send it quickly! Doctor Sima, Doctor Sima, go ahead. Doctor Sima also sends the message!"

Dehong was filled with anxiety and told everyone he could think of. In a blink of an eye, he saw Song Dai coming in a hurry with the look of a concubine.

"How is it, father-in-law? How is he, Your Majesty? Why is he suddenly coughing up blood?

Didn't Qingqing get rid of the poison? What on earth is going on? "

Song Dai was as anxious and worried as Dehong. As soon as Song Dai opened her mouth, a group of concubines behind her also started asking,

"Yes, what is going on? Is someone harming the emperor..."

"Concubine, I saw the Emperor in the evening. The Emperor is fine..."

"The Emperor must not let anything happen to him..."

A large group of concubines were making a quarrel with each other, which made everyone have a headache. Dehong was so distinguished that even if he wanted to answer, it was difficult for him to answer.

Song Qing turned around and yelled, "Shut up, please!"

Suddenly, the corridor of the emperor's palace was completely silent. All the concubines present were shocked by this sound.

Including Murong Yan, who had just arrived belatedly, the pair of affectionate watery eyes looked at Song Dai in surprise.

How could the Queen, who was usually silent when being ridiculed and ridiculed by her concubines, become so powerful?

"Queen, you, you..."

The concubines were not convinced and as soon as they opened their mouths, Song Dai glared at them. They were instantly frightened and did not dare to say anything.

Not only the concubines but also Dehong were greatly surprised. In a trance, he saw the past when the empress was still favored by the emperor.

"male……"

Song Dai was about to speak when she was interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps behind her, and the palace officials' urgent announcements resounded through the corridor.

"Come on, come on, come on, the priest is coming, the priest is coming!"

Song Dai was overjoyed and stepped into the emperor's palace with Song Qing who came over. She stared at Song Qing nervously and expectantly while diagnosing her pulse.

The more Song Qing checked her pulse, the deeper her eyebrows furrowed. When she raised her eyes again, she realized that Nangong Yu and other princes and princesses had arrived at some unknown time.

"Priest." Doctor Wu stepped forward, "Priest, was the poison the Emperor was poisoned by ants?"

"Well, I can prepare the antidote for ant bites. I'd like to ask Eunuch De to take a few imperial doctors to the imperial hospital to get the Angelica dahurica scorpion tail..."

Song Qing read out the required medicinal materials one by one. After Dehong left with several imperial doctors, he looked at Song Dai again.

"Empress, can you please let the concubine who has been married to the emperor come forward? To be honest, the ant bite has a strange poison.

To detoxify the poison, the person who has had sex with the poisoned person needs to drink the antidote, and then use her blood to feed the poisoned person to drink. The poison will be detoxified after drinking for three days. "

As soon as these words came out,

The emperor's palace fell into a silence that could be heard. I don't know which concubine asked in a low voice,

"Drink blood for three days in a row? How many times do you need to drink blood in that day and how much blood do you drink at one time?"

Before anyone could see clearly which concubine asked the question, there were concubines behind her who responded with their voices suppressed.

"Yes, yes, is this really possible? I have never heard of such an antidote. Priest, please don't harm the emperor..."

The concubines are better at calculating than anyone else. If the blood they want is not much, of course they will rush to do it.

But if they put a big bowl of blood at a time... then they will always have to worry about their own lives.

How could my body withstand so much blood? In the past few years, the emperor has been closely following Murong Yan, the charming and enchanting concubine.

These people are all living as widows and dare to be angry and dare not speak out, which is not worth it.

"Not much, a cup of blood three times a day is enough."

It is not difficult to guess what the concubines are thinking.

Song Qing only thought it was funny, and thought someone would ask if several people could drink the antidote and let out blood to detoxify the emperor at the same time.

I didn’t expect that the question would be this. There are so many concubines who are hesitant and unwilling to let out some blood.

Then what about the concubines she was talking about next who didn't back away from them, and who promised to be the emperor with all their hearts and eyes?

Song Qing's eyes lit up as she thought about the concubines, "Priest! I am willing, I am willing! The antidote will be given later..."

"I am also willing! Sister Li is of a noble body..."

"Priest, you use..."

The concubines scrambled to be the first, and some even ignored the etiquette and got in front of Song Qing.

Song Qing smiled calmly and said, "Concubines and concubines, please be quiet and allow me to finish my words. The poison of ant bite is a chronic poison.

Once the powerful properties of the medicine take effect, a person's vitality will be severely damaged, and a thousand-mile embankment will burst into an ant nest. This is the origin of the name of this poison.

You must have heard that one of the antidotes I read just now is poisonous scorpion tail. The antidote of using poison to fight poison is also poisonous.

And unlike ant bites, the antidote has strong and radical properties. Once a person takes it, his appearance will deteriorate by at least ten years. "

silence,

Deathly silence.

The concubines who came one after another seemed to have lost their voices. They opened their mouths but no sound came out.

Why did they take the antidote to detoxify the emperor? It was so that after the emperor recovered from his serious illness, he could share some of his favor with them.

Now that the priest has persuaded the antidote to make her appearance look at least ten years younger, wouldn't their expectations become empty talk?

I wonder which man in the world would leave a young and beautiful woman alone to pamper an old lady.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Yan..." Song Qing felt rebellious, hiding her beautiful eyes and looking at Concubine Yan, who was nearest to her, looking expectantly.

"I,"

Concubine Yan took a step back, and then realized that she had lost her composure and stabilized herself, "I, my concubine, have never been in good health. I may not be able to withstand the power of this antidote."