Chu Qiao's fingers rested on Li Zhaoyi's wrist. The pulse was indeed a sign of physical weakness, which was consistent with her recent miscarriage.
Chu Qiao secretly thought to herself, although Li Zhaoyi was only a low-level concubine, she had many maids waiting on her. She had good food, drink, and rest. She had a miscarriage and was recovering for more than a month, so why did her pulse seem to be due to blood deficiency?
What about the appearance?
"What kind of oil did you apply to your skin?" Chu Qiao asked in a low voice.
"It's winter, it's cold and dry, but Concubine Jin Hui gave me a few boxes of aromatherapy. How do you know it's an oil essence that suits your skin?"
Empress Zhaoyi glanced at Chu Qiao, her eyes no longer as disgusted as before, but more speculative.
Chu Qiao retracted her hand and took a step back, pretending to be timid and uneasy.
"My dear, since it was sent by Concubine Jin Hui, Xiao Qiao doesn't dare to say anything. If you don't die here, you will die when you go to Concubine Jin Hui."
"I will protect you from death, as long as you say so!"
Li Zhaoyi frowned suddenly, as if she noticed something, and her eyes became sharp.
"Xiao Qiao smelled the fragrance of the empress, including orange, lemon, lime, and...a little angelica oil. These spices can refresh the mind and nourish the body. They are made into oil essence, which can be wiped in winter to prevent
Dry skin…”
Chu Qiao lowered her voice, raised her eyes slightly, and glanced at Li Zhaoyi.
At this time, Empress Zhaoyi was already listening attentively. She seemed to know some of the ingredients in the oil, but she was shocked that Chu Qiao could speak so accurately and carefully just by hearing it.
"Now that you know these benefits, why did you say what you said outside the door? Do you feel that death with a stick is not pleasant enough?" Li Zhaoyi's voice was a little cold and arrogant.
"Xiao Qiao hasn't finished speaking yet. Madam, these aromatherapy oils usually have these benefits, but if they are exposed to sunlight for a long time and are then sealed, they will become poisonous!"
Chu Qiao's words made Empress Zhaoyi's face change drastically. If she hadn't been reserved about her status, she would have stood up, but her chest was already rising and falling slightly.
Chu Qiao struck while the iron was hot and continued.
"The oil essence after sunlight has deteriorated. If you don't smell it carefully, you can't tell the difference in aroma. When entering the door, Chu Qiao recognized it for a long time and determined that it was the oil essence after sunlight. This kind of aromatherapy oil essence penetrates into the skin and threatens
If the fetus, my queen, had not suffered any damage such as a fall, this miscarriage would have..."
"You said...you said these oil essences..."
Empress Zhaoyi covered her chest with her hands, her face was pale, and her fingers were trembling slightly.
"Empress?" Ye Yunfang hurriedly stepped forward and combed her back. It took a long time for Empress Zhaoyi to regain her breath. She raised her eyes in shame and looked at Chu Qiao.
"Are you telling the truth?"
"Chu Qiao doesn't dare to joke about this. This kind of oil has been used for a long time and it won't be of any benefit to the queen." Chu Qiao responded directly. She has been surrounded by spices since she was a child. She has read countless books. How could she not know about spices?
She had some taboos. Every time she got into trouble, in order to avoid punishment from her father, she hid many of them in the spice room.
"Based on your words alone, how can I believe you? Offending Concubine Jin Hui is a death penalty." Empress Zhaoyi asked coldly.
"The empress didn't believe it, so she killed Xiao Qiao and continued to use the oil essence. As for Concubine Jin Hui, she might not have known it beforehand. How could the empress identify Concubine Jin Hui's intentions?"
Chu Qiao lowered her head and thought to herself, after these words, how can Li Zhaoyi still have the courage to use it again?
Sure enough, Empress Zhaoyi fell silent, and Ye Yunfang also looked anxious. She kept looking at Xiao Qiao, and looked at this little quack doctor she met on the way with admiration. If the empress makes good use of this person, it may not be a disaster.