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Their words did surprise Jing Chunxi. In other words, neither of them had seen the cloud-like blackness on the princess's face. Jing Chunxi was filled with doubts, yet he couldn't help but feel pity for the old man.

Jing Chunxi held the princess's hand tightly. Her hand was so skinny that her skin stuck to her bones and was extremely cold. She didn't know if she could feel the warmth he was giving her.

Although there were several charcoal braziers burning in the room, the flames flickered slightly in the braziers, emitting soft light and heat, but it seemed unable to dispel the coldness in the room.

The princess was covered in a thick quilt. The quilt looked soft, but it couldn't hide her frailty. The old woman's hands were still unusually cold. Jing Chunxi couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you call the imperial physician?" There was a hint of urgency in her voice, as if she was seeking a reasonable explanation.

Prince Jing sighed heavily again, and the sigh seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, with endless helplessness and sorrow: "In the past two years, the imperial doctors have been helpless and can only prescribe medicine. These days, I can't even get the medicine in." His words revealed a deep sense of powerlessness, and he had lost hope in the princess's condition.

Prince Jing's eyes were dim, and the years and fate had worn away his former brilliance.

Speaking of medicine, Jing Chunxi couldn't help but look at his own space pharmacy.

A magical scene flashed before her eyes. On the shelf near the door, all the medicines suddenly began to spin rapidly, as if driven by an invisible force. In a matter of moments, a toe-sized medicine bottle moved to the front, and three bottles of medicine were displayed before Jing Chunxi's eyes.

The medicine bottle swayed slightly on the shelf, as if waiting for her choice.

What surprised Jing Chunxi was not the miraculous movement on the shelf, but the three bottles of medicine with the words "Bai Du Ling" written on their labels. Jing Chunxi was stunned. She was suddenly startled and understood something in an instant.

She raised her head, looked at Prince Jing and Xu Zize with a firm gaze, and said with an extremely certain tone: "Prince Jing's wife was poisoned." Her voice echoed in the room, and it was an unquestionable tone.

"The princess has been poisoned." These words startled everyone present. The atmosphere in the room instantly became tense, and everyone turned their eyes to Jing Chunxi, as if waiting for her further explanation.

Xu Zize and Prince Jing were both smart men. While they were shocked, they noticed a woman who had just come over. When she heard what Jing Chunxi said, she shuddered and suddenly wanted to leave.

Xu Zize turned and strode forward, his movements as swift as a cheetah catching its prey. With one kick, he tripped the old woman.

The old woman was probably caught off guard, so there was no need to scare her. She stumbled to the ground and got up on her own, kneeling before Prince Jing: "Prince, this old servant knows nothing. I was only responsible for feeding the medicine and had no idea it was poisonous."

Her voice was trembling, and she looked very guilty, as if she was trying hard to hide something.

The trembling and guilty look confirmed Jing Chunxi's statement.

Prince Jing had never expected such a thing to happen right under his nose. His face flushed instantly, then slowly turned blue, revealing his rage. He shouted, "Come, lock up everyone in this courtyard. No one in the palace is allowed to enter without my permission." His voice was filled with undeniable authority, venting his anger and shock.

Prince Jing gave an order, and someone immediately closed the courtyard gate. A moment later, someone was dragged out. Suddenly, the courtyard was filled with cries of grief and grievances. The sounds echoed throughout the courtyard, making it extremely noisy.

Prince Jing called out again: "Hurry up and ask Butler Qi to call the imperial physician." His voice was very urgent, and Prince Jing was seeking his last hope.

"Yes!"

Someone outside responded immediately, their voices tinged with nervousness. The fact that they had dispatched the inmates so quickly proved that Prince Jing was no pushover. He had been accompanied by someone, likely a secret guard, ready to respond to any emergency.

However, it is really puzzling that the princess still fell into the trap despite such strict security.

Jing Chunxi was filled with doubts. She couldn't help but wonder, who was so bold as to poison Prince Jing's mansion? And why was the princess poisoned? These questions were like a tangled mess, tangled in her mind.

Xu Zize was worried about Prince Jing's health, so he helped him move a stool and forced him to sit down. He also helped him smooth his chest to help him breathe more smoothly. His movements were gentle and careful, as if he was facing his closest elder.

He suddenly whispered, "Grandpa Wang, you must take care of yourself. Maybe your grandson can help you find your third uncle." His voice was very firm, and he tried to cheer up Prince Jing, who was a little sad and discouraged.

At this time, Princess Jing on the bed seemed to be frightened and suddenly shouted, "Chun'er!" Her voice was very weak but a little anxious.

The voice echoed in the room, sounding extremely desolate. Prince Jing was startled and stood up, saying repeatedly: "Princess, I am here. What do you want to say? Tell me, I will satisfy you."

The two also realized that the princess might be having a last gasp. Jing Chunxi was so frightened that she quickly approached. She didn't want the princess to die at this time. How could she abandon her son like this when she hadn't even seen him yet?

Xu Zize also nervously held Jing Chunxi's hand. The tragic experience of the Tao family suddenly flashed before his eyes, and his hands were already trembling a little at this time.

Jing Chunxi was completely unaware of his abnormality, and even tugged at Xu Zize's hand. She nervously pointed her finger above her head, indicating that there was medicine in the space, and that she could save the princess, and asked him to cover her.

Although her movements were subtle, Xu Zize immediately adjusted his mood and understood what she meant.

Prince Jing stared at the princess's face closely, but the princess stopped talking at this time. It seemed that she was only breathing out, not in. Her breathing became weaker and weaker, as if it would stop at any time.

Xu Zize looked at Jing Chunxi who was anxious, gritted his teeth, pulled Prince Jing's sleeve and pulled him back, and said anxiously: "Grandson has news about my third uncle!" He was a little anxious and wanted to buy time for Jing Chunxi.

Jing Chunxi ignored Xu Zize's words. She was focused on the princess's expression and thought that Xu Zize's words were just to help her get rid of Prince Jing.

Xu Zize's words successfully diverted Prince Jing's attention. Jing Chunxi nodded continuously and patted his chest to tell Prince Jing: "The princess is blessed with a long life. Nothing will happen to her. I will take good care of her grandmother. If anything happens, call the prince."

Her firm voice tried to reassure Prince Jing.