Fast Crossing: The Plan to Save the Sick Villain

Chapter 259 The eldest princess is a high-risk occupation (17)

But after Concubine Xian left, a figure slowly appeared in the corner of the East Hall.

This person is Chun He who came to deliver pastries to Si Tu.

She didn't eavesdrop on purpose, and knowing the pros and cons, naturally she didn't dare to talk nonsense.

I had no choice but to rot the secret I heard in my stomach.

As the end of the year approaches, the entire capital is bustling with activity, except for the An Le Hall.

Concubine Xian has been lingering on the sick bed since the death of the first emperor, but she has lost weight like this after not seeing her for a few days.

The imperial doctors were helpless, they could only use ginseng tablets and tonics, etc., but they were of no help.

Three days later, Concubine Xian died of illness, and the funeral was grand.

Si Tu knelt in front of the mourning hall, pretending to shed a few tears, and the concubines behind him wept together.

In fact, Concubine Xian didn't have a good relationship with them.

It's just because of His Majesty's face that he came here to express his condolences.

So, Si Tu also noticed the warmth and warmth of these people in the palace.

Perhaps, going out of the palace is indeed a good choice for her.

"Mother and Concubine will be buried tomorrow. Elder sister, let's go to rest first. Tonight I will come to keep watch."

There was warmth on his shoulders, and a familiar but slightly tired voice came from his ears.

Si Quan wrapped her cool body with a cloak, and his tall figure tightly enveloped her within his protection range.

"I'm fine. Your Majesty will be dealing with state affairs tomorrow, so let me keep the coffin."

Si Tu tightened the cloak on his shoulders, looking at the person in front of him with bloodshot eyes, feeling a little distressed.

Although Concubine Xian is not his biological mother, Si Quan has regarded her as a relative all these years.

As for Concubine Xian's fake death, there was nothing she could do to tell him.

So Si Tu chose to keep his mouth shut and told her in a letter after she left in the future.

Si Quan sighed, and gently straightened her loose hair,
"Ever since I ascended the throne, sister seems to be a lot stranger to me."

The title Your Majesty should not have come out of her mouth.

He still prefers to be replaced by her as 'Little Six'.

That sounds kind.

"Your Majesty is a king, and I am a minister, so I should abide by the etiquette and law."

With that said, Si Tu bowed his hands to Si Quan to salute, and took another small step back.

As an emperor, he always likes to be respected by others, and Si Tu reckons that Si Quan also has this mentality.

So of course you have to keep your distance.

The soft hair in her hand fell into the air with her movements, and Si Quan looked at his empty palm in front of him.

For the first time, I feel that being an emperor is not a good thing.

"I'm my sister's closest person in this world, so I don't need to observe any etiquette, as usual."

Si Quan's Adam's apple was rolling, and his sword eyebrows could not help but wrinkle.

He couldn't see his elder sister being strange to him, this was worse than killing him.

Si Quan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Si Tu,
"It's getting late, Your Majesty should go back to rest early, presumably the mother and concubine don't want to see you so tired."

Seeing how caring she is as a sister, she reminded him to rest early in case he was tired.

Si Quan doesn't think so.

He just thought it was the elder sister who wanted to drive him away by using the excuse of his mother and concubine to not want to see him.

Immediately, he felt wronged in his heart, but he couldn't help it.

"I see, sister also rest early."

Si Quan's voice was deep, and his downcast eyes made it difficult to see clearly.

But Si Tu vaguely felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and she couldn't tell what was wrong.

After all these people left, Si Tu also stood up in a hurry.

The inside and outside of the coffin is not a concubine at all, the real concubine is probably outside the capital.

It's really hard for her to act in a play for such a long time.

Stretching, Si Tu walked back through the path, lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Si Quan, who returned to the Tai Chi Hall, thought that Si Tu would be hungry in the middle of the night, so he asked Weinian to send her some pastries.

Unexpectedly, Wei Nianti's food box was empty, the whole mourning hall was gloomy, but there was no living person.

"You mean to say that sister is not in the mourning hall?"

Wei Nian spread his arms, nodded repeatedly and said,
"Yeah, even the white wax has been taken away, and the inside is empty, with nothing but a coffin."

It was dark in the middle of the night, and a gust of draft blew by, almost sending him away.

Si Quan looked at the untouched food box, frowned and fell into deep thought.

It's not like something my sister can do to leave on the night of vigil.

Unless there is something tricky in it that he doesn't know about!
Si Quan recruited the imperial doctor from the Imperial Hospital to treat Concubine Xian, and every detail was not missed.

"The concubine's illness is really strange. This is the first time this old minister has practiced medicine for decades."

"Yeah, even if you hang it with the best ginseng, it doesn't get any better."

It stands to reason that this high-quality tonic can just make up for the deficiency in the concubine's body.

But the pulse condition didn't get any better, and even got worse.

The imperial physicians informed Si Quan of the concubine's condition, waiting for the final trial one by one.

It has long been heard that His Majesty and the Empress Dowager have a deep love for mother and child, so if they are invited here in the middle of the night, is it to settle accounts with the Empress Dowager?

"I see, you go down."

With a big wave of Si Quan's hand, the cold sweat on the foreheads of the imperial doctors stopped.

It's really thrilling tonight.

The court sentenced Zhang Xiaogang to leave with his colleagues, but was called back by Si Quan.

The whole Tai Chi Hall was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling could be heard, and Zhang Xiao's heart was beating even more.

Regardless of Si Quan's young age, in front of him, Zhang Xiao had no intention of being disrespectful at all.

Perhaps, this is the legendary air of the emperor?

"Does Zhang Yuan know that there is a medicine that can keep people in a state of suspended animation, and then return to normal after three days?"

He had only seen this medicine in books before, and he really didn't know if it was available in this world.

"Your Majesty said that it is a fake death medicine, but this kind of medicine is only spread in the Jianghu, and the old minister is not clear about it."

How could their orthodox Chinese medicine understand such crooked medicine.

"That is to say, even you can't deny the existence of this medicine?"

Unclear does not mean non-existent.

The world is so big, is there anything new?

Zhang Xiao nodded, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Shaodi's gourd.

But he really couldn't deny the existence of the fake death pill.

It was heard that the concubine De, who was brought back from Yongzhou by the first emperor, was a teacher of Yao Wanggu, and there was vague news of fake death medicine.

As for the truth, Zhang Xiao didn't dare to say for sure, and naturally he didn't dare to tell His Majesty about it.

On the way back being released by Si Quan, Zhang Xiaochang heaved a sigh of relief.

The moment he nodded his head just now, Shaodi's face darkened, he thought he was going to be killed.

It was simply a false alarm.

Three days later, Concubine Xian was buried in the Emperor's Mausoleum, and was buried beside the late Emperor.

And in the night, a figure quickly passed through the emperor's tomb and came to the coffin of the concubine Xian.

After careful confirmation, the dark guard quickly left and returned to the Tai Chi Hall, and reported the situation in the coffin to Si Quan.

(End of this chapter)