Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

The public has sharp eyes, and this matter concerns himself. After all, Huangfu Yang has said it, and he is a witness. He doesn't want to be implicated if there is any reversal in the future.

"For matters of this magnitude, Your Highness should first present concrete evidence before making a final conclusion."

Huangfu Yang looked at the woman's body, his eyes filled with pain. He said in a low voice, "Since she was poisoned, I'm sure we can find some clues on her body. Doctors, please take a closer look."

The doctors present came forward and examined the woman, their expressions serious and earnest, as if they were trying to find a clue from the cold corpse.

Even Song Yue couldn't help but move closer, carefully observing the woman's physical condition. When she saw the woman's symptoms, her heart sank—they did seem like poisoning, but she was absolutely certain it wasn't her doing. She clearly remembered not carrying any poison with her when she left the house today.

After a thorough examination, a doctor frowned and said, "It's indeed poisoning, and the poison is very strong. It must be a rare poisonous herb. This herb is called 'Seven Star Begonia'. Its toxin can quickly penetrate the human body and cause a person to lose vital signs in a short period of time."

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this news. The Seven-Star Begonia was an extremely rare species, difficult for ordinary people to obtain. Moreover, this poisonous herb was extremely toxic, and once poisoned, there was almost no antidote.

Song Yue listened silently to the doctors' discussion, her mind gradually calming down. She knew that the most important thing at this moment wasn't self-blame or self-doubt, but to remain calm and seek the truth. After all, this matter involved a matter of life and death, and if handled improperly, it would likely bring her endless trouble.

Self-rescue is the first choice.

Song Yue focused on the deceased's head and carefully examined the deceased's eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

After some observation, she confirmed that it was indeed her medicine. However, she couldn't help but wonder, what evidence did they have to prove that she was the only one who had the medicine?

Since they have their suspicions, let them find the evidence. Sometimes, the evidence they provide might not only be in their favor, but could even become a powerful weapon for them. So, why not just sit back and wait for them to find the so-called evidence?

"Fourth Prince, what evidence do you have?" Song Yue asked calmly.

At this time, a doctor carefully collected the tiny powder on the skin of the deceased and presented it to everyone.

Huangfu Yang looked at the pale yellow powder and said confidently, "Everyone in the world knows that only Dr. Song can make this powder."

Hearing this, Song Yue turned around, looked at the group of doctors with a firm gaze, and asked calmly, "Do you know?"

One of the old doctors stroked his beard and said slowly, "Doctor Song, when the Dongyuan epidemic broke out, I happened to be in the city and had the honor of seeing this powder. It was made by you."

Song Yue did not blame the old doctor. Instead, he smiled slightly and asked more gently, "Old doctor, can you accurately describe the characteristics and effects of this powder?"

The old doctor looked at the calm and resolute young man in front of him with a hint of surprise. He had originally thought that facing such a poisonous substance, he would show fear or nervousness, but now it seemed that he had underestimated his mental strength and ability to endure.

The old doctor sighed softly, recalling their first encounter. Back then, he had already taken a liking to the young prodigy, thinking him intelligent, witty, and full of a sense of justice. Seeing him again now, that feeling was even stronger. So, the old doctor decided to tell him everything about Yufen.

"This medicine is called Healing Powder. Its main ingredient is Seven-Star Begonia, and it was named by Divine Doctor Song himself," the old doctor said slowly, a hint of respect in his voice. "Back then, an epidemic broke out in the Dongyuan region, and the people suffered terribly. It was during that time that Divine Doctor Song stepped forward and developed this medicine to fight the epidemic."

The old doctor paused and continued, "Healing powder is a pale yellow powder with an extremely bitter taste. But precisely because of its unique composition and medicinal properties, it has become a powerful weapon against epidemics. However, it is also a double-edged sword. While it can save people in danger, it also contains a highly toxic substance. If used improperly or by someone with ulterior motives, it can cause great harm."

After saying this, the old doctor looked at the young man in front of him solemnly, hoping that he could understand the seriousness of the matter. After all, if such a poison fell into the wrong hands, the consequences would be disastrous.

Huangfu Yang asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Then how dare you try it at that time? This is a matter of life and death!" His voice was full of confusion and surprise.

Another person sighed deeply, a flicker of helplessness and determination in his eyes. "Let's try this. We have no other choice. We're going to die anyway, so instead of waiting for death, we might as well give it a try. Besides, if it succeeds, not only will we be able to get treatment, but we can also ensure food and clothing for our entire family, which is the ultimate wish of many patients."

His words revealed a hope amidst despair, which made people feel both sad and moved, as if he was one of the victims of the epidemic at that time.

Huangfu Yang was silent for a moment, then nodded gently, understanding. "I understand. They were determined to die. But their courage and determination are truly admirable."

"Yeah, there's no hope anyway, so why not give it a try? Maybe there's still a glimmer of hope." The man said with a wry smile, a glimmer of faint expectation for the future in his eyes.

Huangfu Yang was deeply moved by the bravery and tenacity of these people. Their perseverance in the face of adversity, their dedication to exploring the unknown, was commendable. It also made him realize the difficulty and importance of medical research.

This statement has been recognized by the general public.

"Then how can Your Highness the Fourth Prince be sure that I was the one who gave you this medicine?" The woman looked calmly and determinedly at the man in front of her.

"I have a witness," the Fourth Prince replied with a stern gaze and a firm tone. The guards behind him immediately stepped forward and brought a young maidservant before the crowd.

The little maid emerged trembling, her face as pale as paper, her body trembling. The crowd, mostly men, would have noticed her quickly, but strangely, her presence was minimal, as if she had blended in with the surroundings. If she hadn't stepped forward, no one would have noticed her presence.

"This servant, this servant was right beside her at the time. I saw with my own eyes that it was only after you walked over that she, only then..."

"Are you sure I was the only one walking by at that time?"

"But is there any evidence?"

The woman looked around and pointed at someone in the crowd and said, "He should be able to prove it. He looked at me several times at the time, so I remembered it."

Song Yue was not affected by his attitude. Instead, she smiled slightly and asked softly, "Excuse me, brother, did you see me passing by alone at that time?" Her voice was gentle and firm, which made people look at her sideways.

However, the elder brother seemed unimpressed by her politeness, and responded in a harsh tone: "Doctor Song, you are a miracle doctor, but not a judge! What's more, you are a suspect now, shouldn't you step away? What qualifications do you have to question me?" There was a hint of disdain and provocation in his words, as if he didn't care about Song Yue's identity at all.

At this moment, someone suggested, "Your Highness, why not leave this matter to His Majesty?" Everyone nodded in agreement. After all, the timing and location of this incident would not be easily dismissed, so it would be best for the emperor to make the final decision.

This is the result Song Yue wanted. If he didn't even give him a chance to quibble, it would show that he was eager for quick success. Being watched by such a person who always cared about his life, he was afraid that he would never be at peace as long as he was around.

You can only commit a thief in a thousand days, but there is no way to prevent a thief in a thousand days.

Carefully observe his every move, trying to determine whether he is here for his life or has other intentions.

I'm afraid this deceased...

It's likely killing two birds with one stone.