The Legend of Zhen Huan: Year after year, we share the spring breeze

Although he claimed to be a worldly person and had no interest in power and wealth, this was just talk. If he really didn't care about these things, he would not have entered the palace.

Lou Jinyuan's fingertips trembled slightly, and his back was already drenched in cold sweat. He was torn between his inner thoughts and his own desires. If it were just a simple poison, he could just be vague about it and secretly adjust the elixir to slowly dissolve it.

But right now the emperor's pulse is in a critical condition, and it is obvious that the cinnabar poison has been deliberately stimulated. If he continues to conceal it, if something happens to the emperor, not only will his life be in danger, I am afraid that all nine clans will be implicated.

Now the only thing to do is to tell the truth and see if I can make up for my sins and then shift the blame to others.

Thinking of this, he suddenly withdrew his pulse-taking hand, fell to his knees with a thud, and slammed his forehead heavily on the cold gold brick. "Your Majesty's dragon body... does show signs of erysipelas."

Lou Jinyuan's voice trembled. "But what's strange is that the poison's rapid and severe onset is definitely not due to the elixir I offered. Judging from the pulse, it seems... as if someone else has deliberately intensified the poison in the emperor's body by using the medicine! May I ask, Your Majesty, what did you eat today?"

When Yongzheng heard that he was poisoned, his face turned ugly in an instant, and his voice was as cold as ice: "I took the Jiji Pill."

Lou Jinyuan was almost dizzy, and since he was involved, he thought quickly and said, "Your Majesty, induce vomiting."

As he spoke, he called out to the other young Taoist priest following behind him: "Quickly bring me the emetic pills."

Yongzheng did not dare to delay and swallowed the emetic pill.

Sun Heyin closed her eyes in despair. She had planned everything, but she had never expected Lou Jinyuan to suddenly appear.

She pinched the handkerchief in her sleeve.

Not long after taking the emetic pill, Yongzheng began to vomit. Fortunately, he only took a few bites of breakfast, and soon the Jiji Pill was vomited out.

Master Lou suppressed his nausea and used a silver spoon to unwrap the pill, which had been mostly digested. After examining it for a while, he felt like he had grasped a life-saving straw and said, "Your Majesty, this is not my medicine. Someone has tampered with it."

Yongzheng stared at the pile of black medicinal residue, his knuckles white with pinching. "Absurd! I have kept this pill all along, how could it be..."

He suddenly turned his head and his sharp eyes swept towards Su Peisheng like a knife.

Su Peisheng fell to his knees, banging his forehead heavily on the gold brick: "Your Majesty, please understand! Even if I had ten heads, I wouldn't dare to do that!"

Yongzheng shifted his gaze to Sun Heyin again, his eyes filled with suspicion.

They were the only two people who had access to his medicine.

And Su Peisheng is trustworthy.

Sun Heyin had calmed down and bowed calmly, stroking her temples with her delicate fingers. "Your Majesty, please be wise. How could I have done such a treasonous thing?"

She turned to Lou Jinyuan, a sneer curling up the corners of her lips. "Master, could it be that something went wrong when refining the elixir, and you added something you shouldn't have, and now you're blaming me?"

"Ridiculous!" Lou Jinyuan's voice changed in anxiety. "Your Majesty has been taking my elixirs for over half a year. Has there ever been any problem? If I hadn't noticed it in time today..." He knelt down and took a few steps. "Your Majesty! Someone is trying to kill the king!"

As soon as the word "regicide" came out, Yongzheng felt a fishy and sweet taste rushing into his throat.

"Puff——" A mouthful of blood splattered on the bright yellow memorial, spreading a shocking red.

Sun Heyin lowered her head, with the corners of her lips slightly raised.

Although he induced vomiting in time, the cinnabar poison had already taken effect and was now circulating throughout his body with his blood and qi. The angrier he got, the faster the poison took effect.

Yongzheng's fingers, which were resting on the table, began to tremble uncontrollably, and his nails had turned an abnormal bluish-purple color.

He felt his strength draining away bit by bit. His once dignified face had turned pale. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Is there any way to detoxify?"

Lou Jinyuan trembled as he pointed at the elixir that Yongzheng had just presented to him: "This medicine can suppress some of the toxicity."

Yongzheng didn't care about anything else and took the pill and swallowed it.

Compared with the cinnabar poison in the body now, erysipelas is simply not worth mentioning.

After Yongzheng took the pill, the blood and energy surging in his chest subsided a little.

He took a deep breath and stood up with the help of Su Peisheng. Although his body under the bright yellow dragon robe was still trembling slightly, he had regained some of his imperial majesty.

He walked towards Sun Heyin step by step, his swaying figure reflected on the gilded floor tiles. Each step seemed to be heavy, but he walked with extraordinary determination, supported by anger.

"I have treated you well and doted on you!" His voice was terribly hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "How dare you plot to murder me?"

Sun Heyin slowly raised her eyes, and deep hatred was surging in her autumn-water eyes.

A creepy smile appeared at the corner of her lips, like the red spider lily blooming on the roadside of the underworld, breathtakingly beautiful, yet exuding a sinister ghostliness.

"Your Majesty," she said softly, her voice still melodious and sweet, yet it made everyone in the palace feel as if they were sinking into an icy cave. "I have spent a full 1,125 days and nights in this deep palace. Every day, every hour, I have been thinking about how to kill you."

Thunder exploded outside the palace, and the pale lightning illuminated her distorted smiling face.

She laughed softly, her laughter mingled with indescribable madness and despair: "What a cruel twist of fate! It's just one last step..."

Yongzheng felt a surge of blood in his chest and a sweet, fishy taste in his throat. He clutched the front of his robe tightly, forcing himself to maintain his imperial dignity and asked, "Why?"

Sun Heyin straightened her back, her eyes full of disdain: "Your Majesty, you don't deserve to know!"

She would never expose her own scars and make Yongzheng laugh at her.

"Do you have an accomplice?"

"Regicide is a grave crime. How could anyone dare to conspire with me?" Sun Heyin sneered. "Now that things have come to this, I will leave it to the emperor to decide. But, Your Majesty, please, please do not involve the Sun family!"

Yongzheng sat back on the dragon throne and looked at her as if she were a dead person.

He didn't believe she had no accomplices, otherwise where did the medicine come from? But looking at Sun Heyin's expression, he knew he couldn't get anything out of her!

Thinking about what happened in the past few days, he felt a little suspicious.

"Su Peisheng, pass on the decree: Concubine Sun is guilty of high treason and shall be beaten to death. The Imperial Concubine shall oversee the execution, and all the concubines in the palace shall be present to observe. The entire Sun family shall be executed."

Su Peisheng was shocked and quickly bowed in response.

When Sun Heyin heard the decree, she seemed to have just realized the seriousness of the situation. Her face turned pale as paper, her legs softened, and she fell to her knees with a plop. Tears welled up in her eyes as she cried out, "Your Majesty, spare my life!"

Yongzheng seemed not to hear her, just looked at her coldly, and then looked away.

Sun Heyin crawled a few steps on her knees and came to Su Peisheng. With her back to Yongzheng, she held Su Peisheng's hand tightly and stuffed the handkerchief she had been holding into his hand, while quickly mouthing: Concubine Wen.

Then he quickly raised his voice and cried out in a sobbing voice: "Eunuch Su, please help me beg for mercy!"

Su Peisheng was stunned for a moment, but she understood what Sun Heyin meant. She calmly tucked the handkerchief into her sleeve and looked at Yongzheng: "Your Majesty, it's raining heavily outside. If the concubines go to watch the execution, they might get sick..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Yongzheng's cold gaze. He didn't dare to say anything more, bowed and hurried out of the Qinzheng Hall.

Immediately, several imperial guards came in and held Sun Heyin down.

The moment she was dragged out of the palace, she suddenly turned around, a strange arc on the corner of her lips: "Your Majesty, I am in Yama Palace - waiting for you!"

[Sun Heyin's life story will be revealed tomorrow]