After the founding of the People's Republic of China, she became a spirit and was punished, and

The effect of the medicine was faster than she expected, and the pain that followed was beyond her expectations.

"Sigh~"

Xiyu took a long breath.

Before she could put the shrimp dumpling into her mouth, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, as if countless ants were gnawing at her internal organs.

Her face turned pale instantly, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Harutoki was the first to notice that something was wrong with her and held her up, looking anxious and worried.

"What's going on? Xia Ying, call the doctor!"

Xia Ying reacted quickly, turned around and ran out.

"Whoo~"

Xiyu took a deep breath to reduce the pain in her internal organs.

However, the next moment her limbs began to tremble uncontrollably, as if they were being pierced by millions of needles at the same time, making it impossible for her to sit steadily on the stool.

Her legs went limp and she collapsed into Harutoki's arms.

When she left her seat, there was a blood stain on the stool and on the hem of her skirt.

Xiyu couldn't help but feel a little doubtful about herself. There was only some powder of cold needle grass added to the porridge, so how could it cause such intense pain?

Could it be that she made a wrong judgment? I hope she doesn't speed up the loss of spiritual power...

Before she could figure it out, she lost consciousness from the pain.

"master!"

"Fujin!"

Several little girls saw her suddenly lying on the ground and were so panicked that they didn't know what to do.

The large pool of blood on the stool made Haruto's breathing pause.

But there is no one to take charge of the situation right now, so she must remain calm and composed.

"You two help me help Fu Jin to the bed, then ask someone to go out of the palace to find the Fourth Master, and by the way, go and see where Xia Ying is with the imperial physician."

The three men helped the man to the bed, and the two little girls ran out, sweating anxiously.

"Akiu! Akiu!"

Chun Shi shouted a few times at the door before a little palace maid in apricot-yellow clothes hurriedly ran in.

She was a maid brought into the palace by Xiyu. She was good at medicine and pharmacology, but she didn't serve on weekdays. She was mainly responsible for managing medicinal materials and boiling and decocting medicines.

"What's wrong? I see everyone is in a panic."

"Look at Fu Jin."

Chunshi dragged him to the bedside, and Qiuxu finally came to his senses and checked Xiyu's physical condition.

"The lady was in great pain just now, and there was bleeding in her lower body. Are you pregnant?"

Harutoki clenched his sleeves tightly with his fingers, staring closely at Qiuxu's busy figure.

"Fu Jin and the Fourth Master have only been married for a few days, so this kind of situation won't happen."

"Don't panic, help Fu Jin wipe it clean first."

Although Qiu Xu's medical skills are not as good as the imperial physician's, they are still pretty good.

Her words gave Haruto some peace of mind.

Chunshi asked someone to bring hot water, took off Xiyu's clothes and helped wipe them clean.

Qiu Xu stretched out his right index finger and gently placed it on Xiyu's wrist.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, then slowly adjusted her breathing rhythm, closed her eyes, concentrated, and carefully felt every subtle beat from her pulse.

"Did Fu Jin eat something he shouldn't have just eaten? His pulse is sluggish and weak. This thing is harmful to the meridians. But if it were just that, it wouldn't cause someone to faint. It's just that Fu Jin is weak and her period has arrived, so she is in so much pain."

She frowned, "If this thing is touched during menstruation, it will increase the coldness in women's bodies and damage their meridians. But Fu Jin is most afraid of this."

"I only had a few steamed buns and porridge for breakfast, and I haven't had time to eat anything else."

"The imperial physician is here! The imperial physician is here!"

Xia Ying dragged Zhao Kuangsheng to the door, and the two people in the room quickly lowered the bed curtains to block the scene on the bed.

Only then did Zhao Kuangsheng dare to come in and take the patient's pulse while breathing heavily.

Along the way, he, a frail imperial physician, was nearly dragged to the ground by the little girl, whose strength was so great that it was really unlike that of a girl.

"Doctor Zhao, the wife has just felt pain all over her body and is bleeding..."

Qiu Xu explained to the imperial physician what he had learned in advance in order to save time.

"There is cold needle grass in this porridge. No wonder such symptoms appear. This substance aggravates the cold symptoms of women and damages the meridians and the mother's body. The person who poisoned it must know some medical skills."

Zhao Kuangsheng's brows were tightly knitted together. The cold needle grass was easy to excrete out of the body, but the follow-up...

He handed the written prescription to Qiu Xu and instructed:

"This medicine uses Astragalus as the lead. Boil three bowls of water into one bowl. Wait for Fu Jin to wake up and take it."

"Yes."

Qiuxu hurried away with the prescription, and Yinzhen came into the house right after him. He rode his horse at a gallop, and the coldness from outside was on his body.

As soon as Yinzhen entered the room, he frowned, walked to the bed with a cold face without hesitation, and opened the bed curtain a little.

At this moment, the young concubine was lying quietly on the bed, her face was as pale as white paper, without a trace of blood, and her breathing was so weak that it was difficult to detect, as if it would stop if she was not careful.

The clothes thrown aside were still stained with blood, and every detail showed him how weak the young lady was.

He lowered the curtain, stood in front of the bed with his hands behind his back, his thin lips tightly pursed, and looked at Zhao Kuangsheng with an irritable expression.

"How is Fu Jin?"

Zhao Kuangsheng's forehead broke out in sweat when he heard the question. He bent down and clasped his hands, "Fujin accidentally took the cold needle grass. This grass will damage the mother when taken during menstruation. Fujin was also a premature baby and has been weak since childhood. The impact on her is ten times that of an ordinary person."

"Ingested by mistake? How could it be an accident?"

Yinzhen's aura was extremely low, his face was getting darker and darker, and he asked in a cold voice: "How do you serve the people around you?!"

The eunuchs and palace maids knelt on the ground inside and outside the house. Zhao Kuangsheng knelt on the ground and hesitated and said, "Just now, I found the presence of cold needle grass in the porridge that Fu Jin ate. Someone must have deliberately poisoned Fu Jin."

When he heard this, he suddenly raised his eyes, glanced around sharply, and there was a chill in his narrow and long almond-shaped eyes.

"Gao Wuyong, go check! I want to know which filthy person dared to use such means in the East Third Prison."

"Yes."

Gao Wuyong led his men out, leaving only a few people in the house.

"Well……"

A painful groan came from behind the bed curtain. Yinzhen's ears moved, and he took off his cold cloak outside, turned around, lifted the curtain and sat beside the bed.

He lowered his voice, and his tone was much softer than before, "Fujin, are you feeling unwell?"

However, Xiyu's eyes were closed and she did not wake up. She was just moaning unconsciously because of the pain in her body.