Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

"Your Majesty, I have no way to cure this poison. I can only suppress it temporarily, but there is one person who can."

Ye Fuheng raised his eyelids and asked expressionlessly, "Who?"

"Master Xu Qingchen, he is not on duty today."

Ye Fuheng: "Nan'an, you go and invite them."

Nan'an retreated, tapped his toes lightly, and used his light skills to fly towards Xu Qingchen's house.

Xu Qingchen was still planting herbs in the yard when he suddenly saw a man jumping down from a tree. Before he could even react with shock, the man grabbed his shoulders and flew out with a few jumps.

"Aaaah, I'm afraid of heights."

"Help!"

Xu Qingchen's face turned green. Looking at the scenery rushing away on both sides, he felt dizzy and quickly closed his eyes. He didn't sit down until his feet touched the ground.

Looking at Nan An standing upright beside him, Xu Qingchen accepted the fact that he was brought here, and climbed up with a speechless face: "Why can't you talk about it in a nice way? You have to come to my house to arrest me."

He had been to the Regent's Palace so many times, so of course he knew Nan'an. Today, he was dragged over without saying a word and flew in the air like a ghost for a long time, which left him with psychological trauma.

Nan An glanced at him, remained silent for two seconds, and then said, "I was in such a hurry just now that I forgot."

Xu Qingchen: “…”

I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry yet.

He sighed helplessly, and when he felt his legs were no longer so weak, he asked, "What happened?"

"The princess and Princess Changle have been poisoned. Doctor Hu said that only you can cure this poison."

Hearing that it was poisoning, Xu Qingchen's face became solemn. He followed Nan'an into the room and saw Doctor Hu sitting there with a frown on his face and a worried look on his face.

When he saw Xu Qingchen, Doctor Hu's eyes suddenly brightened and he quickly stood up. If he didn't come, he would not be able to withstand the murderous gaze of the Regent.

Detoxification was already annoying enough, and the Regent was watching beside him, covered in blood. He felt a chill all over his body, and his scalp was tingling with fear. He was terrified, afraid that he would be dragged out and chopped to pieces in the next second.

Xu Qingchen first checked the pulses of Changqing and Ning Yunzhi, then looked at the remaining wine, and said after a moment's hesitation: "This poison is called Forgetful Soul. My father had encountered this poison when he traveled all over the country. He can cure it, but... he needs the Nine-Life Flower as a medicine."

Ye Fuheng's expression did not change. He picked up the bowl slowly and fed Chang Qing the medicine. He used a handkerchief to wipe the medicine stains on the corners of her lips before he stood up and said, "Nan'an, prepare the carriage. I want to go to the palace."

When he left, he even flicked the corner of the quilt.

The Nine-Life Flower was a tribute from a small country in the Western Regions to the founding emperor when he ascended the throne. There are only three of them in the whole world, and it is said that it can bring the dead back to life and turn bones into flesh.

That year, there happened a palace coup and Emperor Gaozu was stranded among the people, where he was rescued by a female doctor. When Emperor Gaozu bided his time, killed the rebels and returned to the palace, he took the female doctor back with him.

With a ten-mile-long red wedding dress and a sedan chair carried by eight people, the female doctor of humble origin was made a royal concubine. In the previous dynasty, the female doctor had no family support and was on thin ice in the harem. She was nearly killed by someone and it was Emperor Gaozu who used a Nine-Life Flower despite the opposition of his ministers to save her.

The other one was given to the great general Shen Zhilan, who risked life and death on the battlefield to defend his country. He fought many beautiful battles, making the villains in all directions bow down to him and dare not invade.

Twelve years ago, Shen Zhilan was ambushed on his way back to the capital and was hit by a poisoned arrow. When the late emperor heard about it, he sent someone to deliver the Jiushenghua at full speed, but in the end, he could not be saved.

As for the whereabouts of the Nine-Life Flower, no one knows.

Some people said that the envoy was intercepted on the way and missed the delivery time, so the Nine-Life Flower was not delivered in time, which led to the general's death. The Nine-Life Flower is still in the Shen family. Some people also said that the general ate the Nine-Life Flower, but was too deeply poisoned to be saved.

Now there is only one left in the national treasury, and it is also the last Nine-Life Flower in the world. You can imagine how precious it is.

By this time, it was already dark and a curfew had been imposed in the city. No one was allowed to go out at will. Except for some patrolmen, no one else was staying on the streets.

"Stop, who is in the car?"

As luck would have it, they happened to meet a patrol team. Nan'an took out the jade token from his arms and handed it over. The patrolling general took the token, confirmed that it was from the Regent's Palace, and handed it back.

Then, the curtain of the carriage was opened with a bang. The dim light inside the carriage made it difficult to see Ye Fuheng's expression. He only felt that his face was too pale, like a ghost.

The general saluted respectfully and continued his patrol.

This general was known for his uprightness and stubborn temper. He originally had a bright future, but was demoted to patrol because he offended the powerful.

Ye Fuheng lowered the curtain, returned to the carriage and closed his eyes to rest. He was seriously injured, and the slightest movement would cause blood to seep out. Fortunately, it was night time and he was wearing dark clothes, so it was not easy for people to see.

Even though the palace was locked, Ye Fuheng, as the regent, naturally had the privilege to move freely in the palace.

Inside the Hall of Supreme Harmony——

The little emperor looked at the person kneeling in front of him, his deep eyes shimmering faintly: "My dear minister, are you going to disobey my order? Would it be unfair for you to marry my sister?"

Nan Yusheng was dressed in a purple peacock cloud, kneeling neither servilely nor arrogantly, as if he was unaware of the king's suppressed anger.

"I am terrified. The princess is very good, but I know I am not worthy of her."

"What if I issue an order to force you to marry?" The little emperor finally got angry.

Nan Yusheng's fair face lost all color. He raised his head and looked at the little emperor steadily. Suddenly he smiled and said, "The minister has no choice but to die or be castrated. However, my Nan family has been loyal for generations. I hope Your Majesty will spare the lives of others."

"Nan Yusheng, what a loyal and devoted minister."

The little emperor looked at him with gritted teeth and took a deep breath before calming down his anger.

"I think you are crazy. Princess An Ning has both good looks and talent. Many people have offered to marry her, but I have refused them all. Do you think my sister can't get married? You think too highly of yourself."

"I don't dare."

Nan Yusheng lowered his eyes, neither sad nor happy. No matter how good Princess An Ning was, it had nothing to do with him.

He has one person in his heart and there is no room for anyone else.

Nan Yusheng felt that he was probably crazy too.

He had been dead since the day his grandmother got married. The thoughts that he had been suppressing day and night kept surging in his heart, like an endless wave, eating away at his vitality.

"I think you are very brave."

The young emperor was furious. His favorite sister fell in love with his own minister. Nan Yusheng was indeed a rare and perfect man. They were a match made in heaven. However, this man's brain seemed to have been eaten by a dog. He would rather disobey the order than agree.

Today he specially asked someone to stay and let Nan Yusheng accompany An Ning to visit the Imperial Garden for a while, so that the two of them could develop feelings for each other. Unexpectedly, at the evening, Nan Yusheng still refused to give in.

The little emperor threw the inkstand beside him, and it landed beside Nan Yusheng and circled around him twice before stopping. A drop of thick ink splashed on his court robe and on the peacock, like the cry of a cuckoo, extremely mournful and silent.

An Ning, who was hiding secretly at the back of the palace, couldn't help it and ran out crying. The other party would rather die than marry her.

She was also proud of herself and would not do such a persistent thing. An Ning covered her chest, squatted down, and cried silently in the maid's arms.

It was all one-sided, why did I still feel so wronged, did marrying me make it so difficult for him? I made him avoid me like a snake or scorpion.