After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

"vomit--"

Her limbs were weak and her whole body was limp. Her stomach was churning. Wan Ning knelt on the ground, holding the bucket and vomiting non-stop. Just when she felt better and wanted to speak, she vomited again. Later, she could not vomit anything and could only vomit the juice in her stomach. The stomach acid refluxed and burned her throat again.

Ziheng accompanied her and took care of her, serving her tea and water, patting her back, and helping her wipe the stains from the corners of her mouth.

"Yanyan, how are you? Rinse your mouth again." As he said this, he fed the cup in his hand into Wan Ning's mouth.

After a short pause, Wan Ning took a deep breath and waved her hand to say something lighthearted to reassure him, but her voice became hoarse and unpleasant, like a split string that had been played all night and was hard to hear. Wan Ning frowned and asked, "What's wrong with my voice? What medicine did the Queen Mother give me that is so powerful?"

"Princess, according to my humble diagnosis, you have taken the poison Huitouwu recorded in medical books."

Wan Ning looked towards the voice and saw Cui Yian standing silently in the corner. Wan Ning asked in surprise, "Little Doctor Cui, when did you come?"

"Yanyan, he's always here. I'll call him to treat you," Ziheng answered first.

Wan Ning originally wanted to take credit in front of his sweetheart, but unfortunately, he didn't understand his intention and continued to ask Cui Yian, "Little Doctor Cui is knowledgeable. I wonder how toxic this black fungus is and how it will affect my future life?"

Ziheng had already asked these questions, and just as he was about to answer, Wan Ning stopped him. She urged, "Please ask Imperial Doctor Cui to answer."

"Your Highness, this Huitouwu was originally a lost poison from Nanye. According to medical records, the face of the poisoned person will first turn black and blue for seven days, and then sores will appear on the face and pus will ooze out for seven days. When the sores heal, raised scars will grow on the face, and then even the original voice will become hoarse and harsh. All poisoned people will not live like this. They will walk with their heads down all day long, and even if someone calls them from behind, they dare not look back. Hence the name Huitouwu." Cui Yian spoke bluntly, and Wan Ning felt creepy when she heard it. She didn't dare to think about the sores and pus on her face.

Ziheng watched from the side and held her hand, thinking that you didn't let me talk just now, so now you are scared. So he interrupted Cui Yian to continue to describe the miserable condition of the poisoned person in detail, and urged: "Okay, Doctor Cui, can the princess's poison be cured?"

Doctor Cui realized that he had said something wrong, and immediately bowed and apologized, saying, "It is impossible to solve this. No, it is possible to solve this. According to my master, there is only one person in the world who can solve this, but he is so free and easy that he is often hard to find. Even my master has not seen him for many years, and I don't know if he is still alive."

Wan Ning frowned and asked, "Isn't that unsolvable?"

Cui Yian's explanation became more and more confusing, and he hurriedly answered again: "Huitouwu may not be curable, but the princess's poison can be cured. Because the princess took a relatively small amount and induced vomiting in time, if she takes a few doses of detoxifying medicine and rests for a few days, she can resume her normal life."

Wan Ning touched her throat and asked in disbelief, "But my throat hurts so much and my voice has become so unpleasant. Did Doctor Cui make a mistake in his diagnosis?"

Cui Yian waved his hands quickly, and before he could answer, Ziheng spoke first. He helped Wan Ning back to bed to rest, and whispered to her as he walked, "Yanyan's throat was burned by the vomiting just now. She will be fine after a few days of rest. Don't scare Doctor Cui anymore. Lie down and rest."

Ziheng pulled the quilt over Wan Ning and coaxed her with a gentle voice, "Would you like to sleep a little longer?"

"I am not sleepy."

"Ahem," Cui Yian felt that he shouldn't be here, so he found an excuse to leave: "The princess's medicine has been prescribed. I will go and check if it is ready."

Ziheng was displeased by the interruption and waved his hand, saying, "Back off."

Ziheng stared at Wan Ning's weak face until the door closed. He wanted to kiss her without hesitation, but Wan Ning tilted her head and dodged.

"It's dangerous here. Aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Wan Ning asked.

Ziheng smiled playfully, held her hand, and said, "Now that everyone outside knows about it, are you still afraid of others knowing it, Yanyan?"

"I didn't say that. It's not my fault." Wan Ning explained hurriedly, worried that he would be angry.

Ziheng didn't care at all. He gently stroked her palm with his fingers and said with a smile: "Yanyan is naturally not you. You don't want to make it public. Of course, it's not me either. Now that things have come to this, we can think about it in the long run."

Although the Queen Mother was cruel, she was right. The revelation of this matter had a great impact on Ziheng's throne. It also gave those who coveted the throne a pretext for attacking, causing him to become a monarch that everyone could talk about.

Wan Ning stretched out her finger, gently brushed across his smiling eyebrows, and asked, "Are you not angry?"

Ziheng shook his head and answered affirmatively: "Of course I'm not angry, I'm even a little happy. I know who you are, and I also know that you are not the real Princess Le Yan. There is no problem for you to be with me. But Yanyan, you have to promise me one thing?"

"what's up?"

"Now that everyone knows about it, you have to be responsible for me."

Wan Ning lay on the bed, quietly looking at his eyes without saying anything. She didn't know if she could make this promise to him, nor did she know if she had the ability to do so, and she didn't know if his kindness and love for her were something that others didn't want. After all, he still called her Yanyan, and Princess Feiyu sent her a portrait thousands of miles away, but she knew nothing about his past.

She had no confidence that she could handle this feeling and love, and she could not devote herself to it wholeheartedly in order to avoid getting hurt. This was her usual trick: as long as I told myself that I was not serious, I would not get hurt.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Ziheng stood up and kissed her forehead, leaning close to her ear to comfort her: "Don't worry, Yanyan, I will take care of it, trust me, okay?"

After saying that, Ziheng slowly stood up. Suddenly, Wan Ning put her arm around his shoulders and took the initiative to hug Ziheng, asking, "Let me hug you for a while. Ziheng, can you find out who spread this news?"

"Fang Xiong has already sent people to investigate. It is said that this news has been circulating for a few days. It was originally said that you often met with your lover outside the palace. However, there was no evidence, so it was not widely spread. It was not until recently that someone took out a hairband and a belt and confirmed the identity of the lover. Someone secretly fanned the flames and attracted widespread attention in a short period of time."

"Lover? Who is he?" Wan Ning asked knowingly.

Ziheng moved close to her lips mischievously and asked, "Yanyan, you don't know, then let me help Yanyan recall it." As he said that, he was about to kiss her.

Wan Ning then begged for mercy: "I know, I know. I remember now. My lover is far away, but he is right in front of me. Where is the man behind the scenes?"

Ziheng stood up and replied, "There should be two forces. The person behind this is very hidden and has not been found yet. But the person who first passed the message has been found out. He is a servant of Nanye Liu Mansion."

Wan Ning was very surprised and asked, "Liu Qingyu?"

After getting Ziheng's affirmation, Wan Ning recalled her interactions with Liu Qingyu, thinking that she had been in Yudie Palace and had no chance to know about this. She asked, "How did Liu Qingyu know? Forget it, but the second force was able to take out our personal belongings and know your identity. It must be someone who takes care of us and knows the palace better, so he could steal the hairband and belt from our palaces accurately."

When he heard about the headband and belt, Ziheng thought of the spring dew that night, and his face turned red as he lowered his head to recall her initiative and cuteness.

"Ziheng, what are you laughing at?" Wan Ning noticed his abnormality and asked with concern.

"Yanyan, the headband and the belt were not stolen in your palace and mine separately. You were drunk that night..." Ziheng blushed, looking very abnormal.

Wan Ning looked embarrassed and interrupted quickly: "Okay, stop talking!"