Until nightfall, when Qiao Mu got up from bed, Feng Jiuer was still sitting at the table.
"Why, haven't you researched it yet?" Qiao Mu stood up and walked over.
Ordinary medicine can't stop Jiu'er, but it took her such a long time. This medicine must be extraordinary.
"That's almost it." Feng Jiuer's voice was a bit hoarse.
Qiao Mu frowned as he looked at her, went to get the teapot, turned around and walked out.
After a while, when Qiao Mu poured a pot of tea himself and came in, Feng Jiuer stood up and stretched beside the table.
"How is it? What is it?" Qiao Mu went over and poured her a cup of tea.
"It's poison." Feng Jiuer picked up the teacup and blew the foam on it.
"Poison?" Qiao Mu almost lost his grip on the cup in his hand and looked up at Feng Jiu'er, "But there's nothing wrong with me. What about you? How do you feel?"
"It's a chronic poison. Let's smell it for a while and it won't be a problem." Feng Jiuer sat down and looked at the box on the table.
"I have put it in a sealed bag so the toxicity cannot be exerted."
"Nanmen Rong's jade pillow actually contains chronic poison. You have smelled this smell on her body a long time ago, right?" Qiao Mu asked softly.
"Yes." Feng Jiuer nodded and took a sip of tea. "Sooner or later, this medicine will be disseminated and the effect will be gone. You must change the medicine bag."
"Who has the opportunity to poison Nan Menrong all the time? Why do you want to poison her?"
"Will this kind of poison kill people?" Qiao Mu also picked up his tea cup.
"The person who made this poison is definitely a master of medicine." Feng Jiuer pursed her lips.
Before she finished speaking, Qiao Mu nodded sharply: "I believe it!"
"What do you believe?" Feng Jiuer looked at her and asked with raised eyebrows.
"I believe this poison is very powerful." Qiao Mu responded with a smile, "Our miracle doctor Feng Jiu still needs to analyze the medicine for so long, how can it not be powerful?"
"Since it is a powerful poison, the person who made it must be a master."
Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes at Qiao Mu and continued: "This medicinal powder is not toxic at all."
"It's just some soothing medicine, but after it gets popular, it turns into a poison."
"The degree of toxicity can be adjusted according to the proportion of spices. The exact same powder can be very toxic or completely ineffective."
"I can only know this for the time being. The specific situation requires further research."
"Awesome!" Qiao Mu nodded, "Then who wants to harm Nanmen Rong and Queen Mother Ning? Is it also Zhan Liyue?"
"To be able to give birth to such powerful sons as the Ninth Prince and Mu Mu, it is not surprising that Zhan Liyue is a ruthless character."
"But she also has such power in the palace. Isn't it too powerful?"
"My mother has been in the palace all these years, and her legs and feet are not flexible. Zhan Liyue even had the opportunity to attack the queen and the queen mother, but only my mother..."
Feng Jiuer frowned when she thought of this.
"Could it be that there is some powerful person behind this?"
"Maybe Zhan Liyue didn't know your mother existed at all. She thought your mother died in that battle." Qiao Mu said softly.
"Impossible." Feng Jiuer shook her head, "My mother said that six years ago, she was poisoned and had her limbs broken, and it was Zhan Liyue who did it."
"So, Zhan Liyue must know that my mother is alive."
Qiao Mu calmed down and nodded: "Who is Zhan Liyue? What is her purpose in harming so many people?"
"She harmed General Long because she didn't want General Long to enter the palace and share her man."
"But didn't she achieve her goal? It doesn't seem to make sense that she would harm the entire Long family just for some selfish desires."
"What's more, with the Di family in such a situation, shouldn't she focus on dealing with the Zhan Dynasty? How can she still have the energy to deal with the Long family?"
Qiao Mu raised his eyes to look at Feng Jiu'er and pursed his lips.
"Jiu'er, I don't want to say good things for our common enemy, and you shouldn't feel any psychological pressure."
"Leave aside the matter between you and the Ninth Prince, let's just talk about Zhan Liyue."
"If she really hates your mother and has to kill her whole family to feel at ease, then we have to see if she has any extra energy."
"General Long was killed before he entered the palace. Zhan Liyue was the queen at the time, so she had plenty of time."
"However, later the Di family was also wiped out, and a member of the Zhan family was replaced as the king. Zhan Liyue finally managed to save herself. She must be wholeheartedly avenging the Di family."
"At this time, how can she still have the thoughts to punish the Long family? How can she still have the thoughts to hurt General Long and kill your wet nurse?"
"If Zhan Liyue really has such ability, why didn't she just poison Emperor Qiwen and the then crown prince? If the Zhan family is extinct, it will be easy for the Emperor's family to turn around."
"When the Emperor's dynasty is restored, it will be easy for her to deal with the Long family."
Qiao Mu talked a lot, picked up the teacup, and drank heavily.
When she put down the cup, she realized that Feng Jiuer was looking at her.
"What's wrong? You think my analysis makes sense, don't you?"
Feng Jiuer took a sip of tea but did not respond.
The room was quiet for a while, and then Feng Jiuer said softly: "I believe that my mother will not wrongly accuse someone easily."
"I believe it too." Qiao Mu nodded, "General Long is so upright, of course he would not do such a thing."
"But I always feel that things are not that simple, Jiu'er, what do you think?"
"What you said makes sense, but until we find evidence, everything is just our conjecture." As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jiuer took another sip of tea.
"Another important point is, why didn't we find a similar medicine bag at Queen Mother Ning's place?"
"Is it possible that the murderer took someone away?" Qiao Mu pursed his lips and frowned, "But why is Nanmen Rong still there?"
"Could it be that..." Qiao Mu looked at Feng Jiu'er, her eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, "Is it possible that Queen Mother Ning wants to kill Nanmen Rong?"
Feng Jiuer drank all the tea in the cup and stood up.
"Okay, stop guessing and go eat first. I'm starved to death."
"Yeah." Qiao Mu rubbed his stomach and stood up, "If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have known that I was so hungry that I was exhausted."
The two of them tidied up and left the side room.
…
In the evening, Yu Jingfeng appeared in the closed tent of the mute slave.
The mute slave sat on the bed, not even looking at the person who came in.
"Let's go." Yu Jingfeng looked at the mute slave and said softly.
Now, the person standing in front of him is the third prince, how can he be so rude?
The unaware mute slave stood up and glanced at Yu Jingfeng.
Yu Jingfeng coughed lightly, turned around, and opened the curtain.
Zhan Liyue didn't give any orders regarding the mute slaves, and Yu Jingfeng certainly wouldn't say that word more.
The mute slave didn't even ask a single word, he took a step and followed him.
