Taking the blame for the fake daughter: After being released from prison, she went on a killing spre

The imperial physician also often needed to identify medicines and remember prescriptions, so he could see through where Su Yueying's prescription came from at a glance.

Emperor Jing Zhao finally realized that he had been deceived. He believed the saint's so-called medicine given by the gods and despised Su Yunling, who was proficient in the art of medicine.

Emperor Jing Zhao's dark eyes concealed a surging danger, shooting straight at Su Zhaohong and Su Yueying.

"Minister Su, Saint Lady, shouldn't you two give me an explanation?"

Su Zhaohong's arms were shaking as he supported himself on the ground. "Your Majesty, please calm down... I... I am innocent!"

Su Yueying was not as scared as her cowardly father, and she remained noble and calm and said, "Your Majesty, my prescription was indeed given by the goddess in my dream. As for why it is almost the same as the prescription of Hemin County Master, it should be just a coincidence."

She knew that as long as she stuck to the fact, no one would be able to convict her. After all, there was no rule that prescriptions couldn't be almost the same.

"Your Majesty, the Saint did not lie. When the Saint presented the prescription to the Emperor, Baicaotang did not have any medicine for the epidemic for sale."

Emperor Jing Zhao narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought. Su Yueying had indeed delivered the prescription to the emperor before Su Yunling. Could it be that...

When Emperor Jing Zhao's muddled mind was in a state of confusion, Su Yunling snorted and laughed:

"Sir Su, you are a very forgetful person. I still remember that when I just prepared the latest prescription, you came to ask for medicine. The day after I sent the first ten prescriptions back to the Su Mansion, the goddess gave the prescription to the saint. It's really a coincidence, isn't it?"

After Su Yunling finished speaking half sarcastically and half seriously, Su Zhaohong's face turned pale and blue.

However, Su Yueying's eyes were full of resentment, because now that things had come to this, where did Su Yueying's prescription come from? What else was there to not understand?

No matter how much Su Zhaohong and Su Yueying refuse to admit to stealing the prescription, no one will believe them anymore.

If they continue to quibble, they will be treating Emperor Jing Zhao as a fool.

Emperor Jing Zhao was furious: "How dare you! Su Zhaohong, Su Yueying, you two are criminals who deceived the emperor first and then sought fame and power. You put millions of people in dire straits. You are truly disloyal, unjust and treasonous!"

Su Zhaohong didn't care about the blood all over his head, he knelt hurriedly in the hall and begged for mercy in a trembling voice.

"Your Majesty, please spare my life. I don't know why I was so foolish that I didn't realize that the prescription couldn't cure the plague. This is why I made such a big mistake. Please have mercy on me, Your Majesty!"

Su Yueying was very angry at Su Zhaohong's stupidity and cowardice. She knelt down slowly, but still looked aloof.

"Your Majesty, I did get the prescription in my dream. As for why..."

"Shut up! Do you really think I will be fooled by you again and again?"

Emperor Jing Zhao shouted angrily, and Su Yueying finally felt the pressure from the emperor for the first time.

"Your Majesty, this matter cannot be entirely blamed on Minister Su and the Saint Maiden." Xuan Mo was dressed in a moon-white robe, and his graceful and elegant demeanor was extraordinary.

Su Yunling cast his gaze towards the imperial teacher whom he had not seen for a long time. For some reason, he had lost a lot of weight, his face was pale and weak, and his dark pupils were filled with an unfathomable mystery.

Perhaps feeling Su Yunling's gaze, Xuan Mo turned to look at her, and their eyes met in the air.

"I have said that the fate of Hemin County Lady will affect the people around her, disturbing their minds, forcing them to do things against their will and suffer bad luck."

Xuan Mo's words once again cleared Su Zhaohong and Su Yueying of the charges and pushed them all onto Su Yunling.

Su Yunling was so angry that she laughed. She had tolerated this bastard twice. If she tolerated him again this time, she would be a coward.

"National Master? I think you should change your career and become a chef! You are so good at throwing the pot. Even the God of Cooking can't do it as well as you."

"County Princess Hemin! How can you contradict the Imperial Preceptor in the main hall?" Emperor Jing Zhao's voice was tinged with anger.

Su Yunling turned to look at Emperor Jing Zhao. She didn't want to spoil this damn emperor anymore. Today she wanted to let him know what attitude one should have when asking for help.

"Then please allow me to leave, Your Majesty! After all, no one would dare to use the medicine from the disaster star. The Imperial Master is so eloquent that he might even be able to bring the dead back to life. Besides, the Imperial Master must have a good plan to solve the plague."

After Su Yunling finished speaking, he glanced at Xuan Mo with his sharp eyes.

Emperor Jing Zhao tightened his fists under his sleeves, obviously dissatisfied with Su Yunling's attitude.

"National Master, do you have a solution to the plague?"

Eunuch Gao and other ministers standing by were all silently worried for Su Yunling.

But Su Yunling dared to be sarcastic to Emperor Jing Zhao, so she was naturally sure that he would not touch her easily.

After all, she still had to be kept to bring disaster to Prince Su's Mansion! Besides, she was the only one who had the best medicine to end the plague.

So she is fearless, what's the problem?

Xuan Mo stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, give me three days and I will definitely come up with a solution."

Emperor Jing Zhao began to hesitate again. He thought that Su Yunling's prescription was only one ingredient different from Su Yueying's. Could Su Yunling's medicine still have such a good effect?

"Three days?" Su Yunling sneered, "National Master, do you know how many people will die in these three days you mentioned? It's fine that you repeatedly distort the truth and slander me in order to protect the Saint, but why do you sacrifice innocent people? Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

After listening to Su Yunling's words, Emperor Jing Zhao's confused mind became clearer.

"Then use the prescription of Hemin County Lord to prepare the medicine first, and distribute it in large quantities after testing it and finding it effective. If it doesn't work, use the method of the Imperial Master!"

Xuan Mo lowered his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Su Yunling. He almost used mind control to control Emperor Jing Zhao just now, but was interrupted by Su Yunling.

"Your Majesty, no one except me can make that medicine. Because the rare herb comes from Siam, and only Baicaotang has it. Since Your Majesty has doubts, I will let the refugees outside the city and ordinary people try the medicine first!"

Emperor Jing Zhao obviously noticed that Su Yunling's attitude today was extremely disrespectful, but just as Su Yunling expected, he still had to keep Su Yunling.

So after agreeing to Su Yunling's suggestion of testing the medicine on refugees first with a stern face, he turned around and vented all his anger on Su Zhaohong.

"The Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Su Zhaohong, has committed the unforgivable crime of deceiving the emperor. He shall be dismissed from his post, his property shall be confiscated, and he shall never be allowed to serve as an official in the court again..."

Su Zhaohong was so frightened that his eyes turned black and he fainted when he heard the verdict.

Emperor Jing Zhao simply dismissed him from office and confiscated his property. Not sentencing him to death was the greatest mercy he could show.

Even with Xuan Mo's excuse, someone must be held responsible for the plague, so Su Zhaohong cannot get away with it.

Su Yueying looked at Su Zhaohong who was dragged away like a dead pig, and her head, which had been held high, finally lowered.

Even if Xuan Mo could save her life, it would be difficult for her to maintain her halo as a saint.

Emperor Jing Zhao took another deep look at Su Yueying, his cold voice suppressing his anger.

"The Saint should care about the people. Go outside the city and help those seriously ill victims! You are not allowed to return to the city without being summoned..."