After transmigrating into the book, I helped my mother reconcile with her divorced husband.

Upon hearing Lu Zhiyuan's words, Imperial Physician Jiang smiled and sat down on the ground.

"It was me, it was all me. I admit I had selfish motives, but I wasn't the only one who caused you all this." Physician Jiang took out several prescriptions from his inner garment. The paper was yellowed and the ink was old, clearly from many years ago.

Looking at the prescriptions alone, one is for regulating the body and the other is for protecting the pregnancy, but each contains two rather intriguing ingredients. These two ingredients, whether included in the prescription or taken out separately, are both effective. However, they must be used according to the individual's constitution.

For example, both cough and runny nose can be caused by wind-heat in some people and wind-cold in others. Using the wrong medicine will not only fail to treat the symptoms but may also worsen them, leading to a prolonged illness. Delaying treatment can also cause other complications.

While she was at the Marquis's residence, she had diagnosed and treated her mother, and was aware of her mother's health condition.

My mother joined the army at a young age and fought alongside my maternal grandfather on the battlefield, sustaining both external and internal injuries. If she were to take these two medicines, they would not only fail to help regulate her body and prevent miscarriage, but would also cause her health to deteriorate further, leading to the stillbirth of her unborn child, just as Physician Jiang had hoped.

However, neither of these two herbs is poisonous!

“Yuan’er is well-versed in pharmacology and should have noticed. I did indeed tamper with your mother’s prescription. According to my plan, you will die in the womb in less than a month. I only need to adjust the prescription in time to restore your mother’s depleted health, and it will not affect her remarriage and ability to have children in the future.”

Physician Jiang looked at Xie Chaoyun.

“I don’t want Yuan’er to be born because I don’t want you to have any connection with the Lu family! I hope to use this incident to get the Lu family to divorce you, and I’ve even arranged the follow-up. I know what kind of person Old Madam Lu is. According to my plan, she will definitely divorce you from the Marquis’s mansion. When you lose your child and your heartbreak is hard to heal, I will stay by your side as an older brother and a confidant. I believe that as long as I put my heart into it, I will definitely be able to get your personal promise and make you willingly marry me.”

Xie Chaoyun shook her head: "I will never marry you!"

Physician Jiang laughed again, shrugging his shoulders, his eyes filled with gloom.

"Now you naturally don't want to marry me, and even want to kill me, but back then you didn't know what I did. If everything goes smoothly, you might be able to marry me. I will marry you with great pomp and circumstance. If my grandfather doesn't agree, I will take a concubine with the same rites as a wife and never marry a wife again. My child, born to you, will be both a son born out of wedlock and a son born out of wedlock, and the only heir of the Jiang family."

Xie Chaoyun gritted her teeth: "Are you crazy!"

"Yes, I've gone mad. I went mad the moment you rejected me and married that bastard Lu Huai. I admit what I did, but Yun'er, I really never intended to hurt you. I didn't poison you or Yuan'er."

Lu Zhiyuan is looking at the third prescription.

This prescription is incredibly strange, and it shows obvious signs of alteration. From the first word to the last, one can discern the changes in the prescriber's mindset. He meticulously considered each ingredient, yet feared any unforeseen changes or accidents, leading to repeated alterations.

"This is the antidote!"

"That's right, it's the antidote!" Physician Jiang nodded. "According to my plan, after your mother took the second dose of the medicine I prescribed to prevent miscarriage, you would have miscarried within half a month. A thief is always guilty, and fearing your mother would suspect something, I deliberately found an excuse to leave the capital, but I didn't go too far. I waited and waited, a month passed, and neither the Xie family nor the Lu family sent anyone to invite her. I went to the Marquis's residence to examine your mother and discovered she had been poisoned."

Physician Jiang looked at the prescription: "That poison seems to have neutralized the effects of the medicine for preventing miscarriage, allowing you to survive in your mother's womb."

"What poison?"

"The soul departs after seven days."

"What is meant by 'seven days of soul separation'? Does it mean that one will die after being poisoned for seven days?"

"The Seven-Day Soul Separation is based on forty-nine kinds of poisonous herbs and poisons. Forty-nine kinds are added every seven days, and this is repeated seven times in total, hence the name Seven-Day Soul Separation."

"This is even more troublesome than the Hundred Poisons Pill that I refined."

"It is indeed troublesome, and the success rate is extremely low. In our dynasty, only the late Imperial Preceptor successfully refined seven," said Physician Jiang. "The late Imperial Preceptor was originally a monk, with profound Buddhist knowledge. He was treated with great respect by the late Emperor and invited to serve as Imperial Preceptor in the palace. It is said that the late Imperial Preceptor was only fourteen years old when he entered the palace. For the next seven years, he worked diligently, not only to promote Buddhism..."

This involved performing rituals for deceased members of the royal family, praying for Buddha's protection of the Northern Liang. At the age of 21, he had an affair with a concubine in the palace, and subsequently, under her deception and instigation, began practicing alchemy.

"Isn't alchemy something Taoists do? What kind of elixir is this that a monk is trying to make? It's neither fish nor fowl."

"He secretly refined it without anyone's knowledge." Imperial Physician Jiang looked at Lu Zhiyuan: "He is very clever, and he understands both Buddhist and Taoist teachings. Refining elixirs may be difficult for alchemists, but for someone with the title of Imperial Preceptor, it is extremely easy. The palace has everything, and even if it doesn't, he can order people to search for it among the people."

"Uncle, you've been talking for so long, but what exactly is this 'seven-day soul separation'?" The Crown Prince raised his sword and pointed it at Physician Jiang. "It cannot be concealed; I will send someone to investigate."

Physician Jiang deflected the sword tip: "Hide it? Now that things have come to this, what do I have left to hide?"

"That's not what I want to hear!" With his sword pointed at his heart, the Crown Prince's expression grew even colder.

"Those who suffer from 'seven-day soul separation' will slowly turn into madmen, their pulse resembling that of someone afflicted with insanity. As the poisoning deepens, they will experience hallucinations, leading them to harm themselves until death. This process can last a year, two years, or even three to five years. Because most of the deaths are suicides, and the victims were already insane before their deaths, no one notices. The late Imperial Preceptor used this elixir to help that empress ascend to the position of Imperial Noble Consort. If the Empress hadn't been seriously ill and it hadn't been worth the elixir's waste, that Empress would have also died at the hands of the two of them."

"How did Uncle know about this medicine, which is so well-kept secret?"

"Naturally, their scheme was discovered by the late emperor," said Physician Jiang. "This matter is not a secret; many powerful families know about it. But because it involves the royal family, they are afraid of getting into trouble, so they keep quiet and don't tell anyone. If the Crown Prince doesn't believe me, he can write a letter to the Empress; she knows best what's going on in the inner palace."

How did the late emperor discover it?

"Naturally, they discovered their affair." Imperial Physician Jiang sneered. "They also drugged the late emperor, causing him to show signs of madness. Then, using the late emperor's illness as an excuse, they incited the court officials to have the Seventh Prince act as regent."

Although the Seventh Prince was not that concubine's biological son, he grew up in her palace and shared a special bond with her that transcended motherly affection. The worst thing for a person is to become arrogant and complacent; she was too arrogant, allowing the late emperor, in a state of lucidity, to overhear her conspiracy with the Imperial Advisor.

After being banished to the Cold Palace, the Imperial Noble Consort was sentenced to death. The Seventh Prince was demoted to a commoner and, a year later, was beaten to death in the street; the perpetrator vanished without a trace. The Imperial Preceptor was sentenced to be cut in half at the waist, and the record of his seven-day soul-separation technique was destroyed in the case files.

The dossier can be forged; if the soul still lingers after seven days, it will surely be hidden away in a secret place in the palace.