Dugu Liancheng laughed. Hearing Mu Ci speak, he didn't seem so bored.
"Let's do this. I'll close my eyes and rest my mind while you read the memorial to me." Dugu Liancheng quickly thought of a good idea.
Mu Ci realized that Dugu Liancheng was not joking.
Although she was dissatisfied, the emperor said that this was an imperial decree and she must obey it unconditionally, so she could only read the memorial.
She was the one who got tired next. Not only could Dugu Liancheng review the memorials, but he also didn't need to use his brain. He was indeed a treacherous person.
After a few days of rest, Dugu Liancheng's headache was much better.
Doctor Zhang had repeatedly warned him, but Dugu Liancheng felt that government affairs had been neglected and began to take charge of the morning court.
However, within a few days, the headache that only got better became severe again...
The news that the current Holy Dragon is ill has already spread in the harem.
Of course, Fei Yuxuan also received the news, but no one could tell accurately what illness the emperor was suffering from. Everyone only knew that the emperor's headache was very serious this time, so severe that the emperor was unable to handle government affairs.
Qing Le sent Hua Yu to inquire about the news, but Hua Yu's connections were not as wide as Chunfeng's. It took him a whole day to return to Fei Yuxuan and return to Qing Le.
Although Qing Le was dissatisfied with Hua Yu's speed and ability in doing things, she also knew that if Hua Yu's ability to do things improved by leaps and bounds, then she would have to be careful.
"I heard that the emperor may have a recurrence of his old illness. As for why it is so serious, I can't find out." Hua Yu lowered his head as he spoke, not daring to look directly into Qing Le's eyes.
Qing Le pondered for a moment: "You can't go on like this. I don't have much time, and I have already wasted so much time. I must find a way."
Huayu didn't know how to answer the call.
Now that the emperor is too ill to stay, there really isn't much time left.
Just when she was at a loss, Qing Le suddenly said: "Haven't you ever dealt with Yingchun? She is a slave of Yong'an Palace, and she must have more information than others. Maybe you can inquire about the information from her. If possible,
She won her over."
"This slave can't win over Yingchun. Yingchun was brought into the palace by the Queen Mother. She has always been loyal to the Queen Mother, and I don't have that much time." Hua Yu thought for a while, and then said: "But we must
It’s no problem for me to approach Yingchun, I just want to make excuses, maybe I’ll gain something.”
Qingle was very satisfied with Huayu's answer.
Recently, she has been testing Huayu from time to time. As long as Huayu appears a little suspicious, Huayu can no longer be used.
The results of her testing are good, and she has not found anything wrong with Huayu so far.
Starting from the next day, Huayu often went to the Imperial Food Bureau.
Every day she would report back to Qingle about her contact with Yingchun.
Seeing that she had made no achievements, Qing Le's face became gloomier day by day.
Mu Ci said that he would only give her a month, and she didn't have so much time to waste. It has to be said that compared to Chunfeng, Huayu's ability to do things is too poor.
Just as she was getting more and more impatient, Tian Huayu hurried back to Feiyuxuan and dismissed the other slaves.
Seeing her like this, Qing Le knew that she had learned something useful.
"Did Yingchun say something?" Qingle's heart rose to her throat.
"Yingchun spoke too quickly. I only heard what kind of soul-eating grass had been planted in the garden of Yong'an Palace. Later, she seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing and left in a hurry..." Next, Huayu said something else
detail.
It turns out that Yingchun seemed to be preoccupied and absent-minded today, and almost fell down while walking.
Seeing this, Huayu pretended to care about Yingchun and started chatting with Yingchun.
While she was talking, Yingchun let something slip, and she couldn't hear clearly at the time. Later, Yingchun left the Imperial Food Bureau, and she returned to Feiyuxuan to resume her duties.
"What is the soul-eating grass?" Qingle muttered to himself.
"I don't know. Maybe I heard it wrong." But seeing the way Yingchun mentioned the soul-eating plant, she felt that there must be something wrong with the soul-eating plant.
Qing Le was too lazy to talk nonsense. She ordered Hua Yu to find many medical books and began to search for the so-called soul-eating grass.
But she searched and found no soul-eating grass, nor any other herbs similar to soul-eating grass.
Huayu also helped search for it. After looking through more than 20 medical books, they still found nothing.
"Perhaps this slave has misunderstood. There is no soul-eating grass." Hua Yu said frustratedly.
Qing Le was not discouraged: "Keep looking!"
At worst, they would be able to find what they were looking for by searching through all the medical books.
After another day and night, Qing Le finally found an ancient medical book. There was no so-called soul-eating grass in this medical book, but there was a medicinal herb called soul-eating grass.
When she saw clearly the efficacy of the Soul-Eating Grass, her pupils tightened.
"Master?" Hua Yu noticed something was wrong with Qing Le's expression and stepped forward to take a look. When she saw the efficacy of the Soul-Eating Grass, she didn't find anything wrong with it.
"What's wrong with the Soul-Eating Grass?" Hua Yu asked if he didn't understand something.
This thing is not poison, and there is nothing wrong with it, but it is just a drug, and the name sounds a bit scary.
"Please take a closer look at the functions and contraindications of Soul-Eating Grass." Qing Le said in a deep voice.
Huayu heard this, picked up the medical book and started to read it herself. After reading it, she was stunned. No matter how stupid she was, if she contacted the emperor because the old disease had recurred, it would be a big problem.
Seeing that Hua Yu seemed to have lost his soul, Qing Le smiled coldly: "You also see the secret, right?"
Waking up like a dream, Hua Yu said calmly: "Maybe it's just a coincidence."
"After Yingchun found out that the Soul-Eating Grass had been planted in Yong'an Palace, he felt something was wrong. That's why you reported this to me. Didn't you guess what this means?" Qing Le's eyes flashed with light:
"Mu Ci is so brave, he dares to murder the emperor!"
She had been worried that she couldn't find a good plan, so she grabbed Mu Ci's sore leg, but she didn't expect it to take any effort. It was Yingchun that gave her the inspiration.
With the introduction of Soul-Eating Grass, she knew how to deal with Mu Ci.
This time, she not only wanted to kill Mu Ci, but also wanted to bury Mu Ci and her family with him!
"But don't we have no evidence? It is impossible for Yingchun to betray the Queen Mother. In that case, how are we going to convict the Queen Mother? The Emperor is always responsive to the Queen Mother's requests. I'm afraid -"
Qing Le sneered: "What are you afraid of? If there is no evidence, why can't we create evidence? As long as we know that Mu Ci gave the emperor the Soul-Eating Grass that caused his old illness, there will be articles to write about. This time Mu Ci fled.
It won’t fall anymore!”
"Does the master want to take action himself?" Hua Yu was a little worried: "I feel that the death of Hui Chunfeng last time is a warning. If possible, it would be safer for the master to use the help of others to deal with the Queen Mother. I don't want to see the master take risks again."
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The foreshadowing of the Soul-Eating Grass has finally come out, and the next step is to torture Emperor Zha.
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