Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

The door was only ajar, and Yan Xining pushed it gently and it opened.

As the door opened, a cloud of white mist came out.

Yan Xining was stunned for a moment. The mist was like a fairyland.

Who is smoking in there?

She raised her eyebrows and walked in.

There was a brazier in the room, but the temperature was very low.

The white mist is the product of alternating cold and hot.

Yan Xining peered through the thick fog and saw a large barrel, a scene of steaming clouds and rising mist. How could one person make such a big noise?

There's a fire burning underneath.

Wouldn't a person be cooked in a barrel?

She stood aside, a little hesitant: "Can I come over?"

He was almost frozen, yet infinitely warmed by the hot water. With cold air constantly emanating from his body and the chill in his bones constantly escaping, Chu Jinxun remained silent for a moment.

This is actually his biggest secret.

Jingfeng only knew that when he felt cold, he needed to bathe in a constant supply of hot water, but he didn't know how long the cold would last.

The only thing we know is that his life is not in any danger at this time.

"Come here!" Chu Jinxun spoke softly, with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

Yan Xining walked over.

She saw that Chu Jinxun's lips were blue in the mist, as if he was frozen.

The water in the tub, originally full, was now two-thirds empty. Chu Jinxun sat in the tub, shirtless, looking at the girl who had come in with a slightly flustered look.

He said nothing, just watched.

Yan Xining paused for a moment, a blush appeared on her face, but she quickly calmed down. She coughed lightly, tried to avoid looking at Chu Jinxun's exposed chest, stretched out a finger, and tested the water temperature.

The charcoal fire in the brazier under the bathtub had died down, and the water in the bathtub had also grown colder.

Chu Jinxun's eyes followed her movements the entire time. His throat seemed to be choked by something, and it took him a while to find his voice: "Why...are you here?"

"I need you some help!" she asked. "Do you want more charcoal?"

"Yes, thank you very much!"

Yan Xining used a long pair of tongs to pick up the charcoal block and put it in.

The fire burned brightly again.

The fog thickened again.

Chu Jinxun's pale face softened a little, and the blue color of his lips slowly returned to normal.

Although he was in the bathtub and she was outside, it was an extremely ambiguous atmosphere.

But Yan Xining was very comfortable.

I'd already experienced this situation once before, when I was giving him a medicinal bath. It wasn't that awkward to experience it again. Besides, with most of his body submerged in the water, even if there weren't petals or anything blocking the surface, you still wouldn't be able to see his underwear without looking closely.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Chu Jinxun's complexion looked much better and he sat up.

Yan Xining took a few steps back and saw the clean clothes on the side. She simply turned around and said, "Come here when you're dressed. I have good news to tell you!"

She walked over to the table on the other side and sat down. She picked up the kettle and poured a cup of tea. The tea was still hot and very good. She picked up the cup and drank it slowly.

Chu Jinxun stood up, walked behind the screen, and quickly put on his clothes and came out.

His face was calm, but there was a hint of red at the tips of his ears. "You said there was good news?"

Yan Xining poured a cup of tea and pushed it over: "After such a long period of experimentation, I can probably determine what kind of poison your mother was poisoned with."

"What kind of poison?" Chu Jinxun leaned forward slightly.

He has been investigating over the years.

Although his mother was weak after giving birth to him and took more than a year to recover, her symptoms were completely different from his, as if she was not affected by the poison.

Lin He said that the poison only affects the child through the mother's body.

Vicious, vicious, yet powerful!

Yan Xining took another sip of tea before saying, "In 'The Complete Collection of Strange Poisons in the World', there's a poison mentioned called Soul-Falling Incense. Have you heard of it?"

"I saw a fragment of this book that mentioned this poison. A hundred years ago, the Poison Demon and his son developed it. Because of this poison, they were hunted by the martial arts world. Forty years ago, the Poison Demon died of old age, and his son was killed. This Soul-Falling Incense has been lost!"

"It's been lost, but no one else can make it anymore. That doesn't mean this poison no longer exists in the world."

"What clues did you find?"

Yan Xining glanced at him, a smile in her eyes, and said nonchalantly: "During this period, I have read many books, letters, records, curiosities, minutes, poison compendiums, pharmacopoeias... and then after putting them together, I came to a conclusion!"

Her gaze was deep. "Those who surrounded and suppressed the Poison Demon's Son back then were all thought to be from the Jianghu. But in fact, they were not. They were the royal family's retainers and secret guards of Southern Xia."

Chu Jinxun's pupils shrank. "You mean, they killed the Poison Demon's Son and got the Soul-Falling Incense?"

"It's not just a possibility, it's a certainty! And your mother was poisoned by this very same poison!" Yan Xining spoke eloquently, "Because it's said to have been lost, no one knows the formula. So no one else can really know what the Soul-Falling Incense looks like. That's why no one can tell that you were poisoned by this poison!"

Chu Jinxun's eyes were extremely deep.

He didn't speak.

After a long time, he said, "I know who it is!"

Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, but there are no fathers and sons in the royal family.

The Duke of Fuguo commanded a hundred thousand elite troops in the northern border, earning the emperor's trepidation. The fact that his entire family perished on the battlefield was a significant development. The only remaining orphan, a young girl, entered the palace and gave birth to the emperor's child.

But the poison was aimed at that child.

They didn't want that child to live to adulthood.

If Chu Jinxun had previously been more inclined to suspect that the person was the Queen, but if it was the Soul-Falling Incense, then it couldn't possibly be the Queen.

Then she can't be the queen.

Chu Jinxun was only depressed for a moment, then he calmed down.

In fact, he had thought about it over the years, but he was still holding on to hope.

Yan Xining saw the flash of shock in the depths of his eyes. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Do you believe what I said?"

"I believe!"

He laughed bitterly: "Do you think I'm ridiculous? I only have one life in this world, but so many people want me dead!"

"It's ridiculous that others want you dead, aren't they?" Yan Xining looked at the mist slowly dissipating in the room: "I think I said I won't let you die! The good news I want to tell you is: I have found a way to detoxify."

Chu Jinxun stared at her, his eyes filled with surprise: "Really?"

Yan Xining smiled and nodded: "It's just that some of the herbs are hard to find!"

"I'll come find you!"

Yan Xining nodded: "I'll give you the prescription in a moment! But let's discuss something first."

"you say!"

"If the source of your congenital fetal poison is really that person in the palace, have you ever thought about how he would react if he knew that your poison could be cured?"

Chu Jinxun smiled bitterly: "He must be doing his best to stop it and sabotage it secretly."

"If he knew I had medical skills and could cure you, what do you think he would do?" she repeated. "Some of the herbs are extremely hard to find. Once people knew it was Prince An's Mansion that was searching, given their concern and suspicion of the mansion, they would definitely think it was to detoxify you."

"I can send people to look for it elsewhere!"

"Everything else is easy, but there's one Stone Spirit Herb. Currently, there's only one recorded plant in the Imperial Palace's inner treasury. Instead of searching everywhere for it, why not just have the Emperor give it to you? What do you think?"