Stiff eyes slowly swept across the kneeling imperial physician, palace maids, and... Feng Xizi...
"Imperial physician!" Staring at Feng Xizi, Shen Zimo suddenly said, "Go check that bowl of medicine!"
The head of the Taiyuan Hospital did not dare to be careless. He stood up and brought the medicine bowl over. He smelled it first, and then took out the silver needle and tried it. The silver needle only touched the edge of the medicine bowl lightly and a black reaction occurred. It is self-evident: "This medicine contains highly toxic peacock gall. If blood seals your throat, you will die immediately."
"Why..." Shen Zimo looked at Feng Xizi blankly and murmured unconsciously: "He is about to die... Why, you can't even wait for this moment..."
"No, I didn't." Feng Xizi faced Shen Zimo, her eyebrows knitted together, unwavering.
"Yao, you are from the Feng family, and you are the one who came in with the medicine, Feng Xizi... why are you so anxious..." Shen Zimo couldn't hear what Feng Xizi said, and her bloodless thin lips opened and closed. , even she herself didn’t know what she was talking about.
Yes, the medicine belonged to her Feng family, and she brought the medicine bowl in by herself... But Feng Xizi understood that she had not poisoned her at all, and there was no reason to do so.
Sitting slumped on the dragon couch, Shen Zimo stretched out his fingers and touched Mo Nanhen's cold face with trembling fingers. He opened and closed his lips and teeth and said coldly: "Feng Xizi murdered Your Majesty. His crime cannot be punished. He is trapped in the dungeon of the harem. Choose be put to death on time."
No one dared to question the queen's words, and Feng Xizi was escorted to the harem dungeon without being able to argue.
She didn't struggle or even argue.
The emperor passed away. No matter whether it had something to do with her or not, she could not explain anything at this time. For the empress who was grieving deeply, any explanation was superfluous.
Feng Xizi needed some time. She didn't understand, who wanted to harm her? How could she be sure that she would take that bowl of medicine from Lu Ming?
If Xuan Ling had an spy in the palace, he probably wouldn't do this - knowing that Mo Nanhen was dying, he didn't need to cause more trouble and poison him.
If it was Xuan Qingwu, it seemed that she wouldn't - if Xuan Qingwu really had this ability, she would have attacked herself long ago, so why bother with this.
Then who is it... She must be harmed, and Mo Nanhen must die immediately...
Smart as Feng Xizi filtered through many people but could not figure out who wanted to do this. Sighing, she leaned against the cold wall and looked around.
This is probably the place where the harem handles the maids... It is surrounded by freezing rocks, and a row of iron fences restricts her freedom.
The fox fur on her body had been put on by the queen earlier, but now Feng Xizi only wore a plain gauze and brocade palace skirt.
She took out the gauze, folded it, and put it on her belly. Since there was no way to leave, she couldn't wrong the child. Such a cold place was extremely detrimental to pregnant women.
"Baby, I've made you feel wronged by following my mother." Gently holding her belly, Feng Xizi struggled to stand the thatch under her body in the corner, and then leaned on the thatch, which slightly relieved the coldness of the wall. She looked at Looking at the end of the darkness, he smiled softly: "But don't be afraid, your father will definitely save us. Even if the whole world doesn't believe in my mother, my father will believe in her. We are waiting for him to save us." "
Feng Xizi closed her eyes and curled up into a ball as much as possible to protect her belly.
The dungeon was dank, and the coldness of winter was even more obvious here. Feng Xizi felt a chill spread over his body starting from his toes.
She rubbed her fingers, gasped, and smiled wryly with a trembling voice: "I hope your father can make it in time...Mother, I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold on for that long."