Chapter 1521 (1/2)
Nangong Yue's voice is not big, but in this small room it is like thunder.
Poisoning?!
Other people smell speech is the facial expression big change, look at each other, be in a state of disbelief.
How can official language white be poisoned?!
Guan yubai never left alone in Xiye. After coming to the capital, his daily diet came from Xiye palace, together with Xiao Si and Si Lin.
Who in the end, and what kind of way can poison the official language?!
Everyone's eyes fell on the drop of black blood on the white finger tip of the official language. His white hand is very beautiful, white and slender, and his bones are like bamboo. If you look closely, you will find that his fingers are covered with small scars, which are the traces left on him by the prison disaster of that year
Xiao Yi's eyebrows are deeply locked, and his eyes have changed a few times.
Compared with other people's shock, on the contrary, the official language Bai himself seems to have seen through life and death.
In a repressed silence, Nangong Yue said again: ”officer, let me explore the pulse for you again.”
She settled her mind, stretched her finger again, and pressed her lips tightly. Her heart sank a little bit.
The pulse of Guan Yu Bai is still as strange as the previous two times, but it is not a sign of poisoning.
However
The drop of black blood and the silver needle with black tip clearly indicated that his blood contained poison.
Nangong Yue quickly took back his hand and looked at Xiao Si in a deep thought and asked, ”Xiao Si, what have you eaten, drunk and used these days?”
From Nangong Yue's question, others immediately understood that she could not confirm the poison in the official language, so they could only try to find clues from the daily life of the official language.
Next, with the help of Xiao Si, nangongyue and Baihui checked all kinds of objects in the light wind hall and even the imperial study, including the flowers and trees planted in the courtyard, as well as the daily diet in the official language. Unconsciously, the sun was getting better outside, but they still got nothing
The life of Guan yubai is very simple. Every day, he goes back and forth between the imperial study and the light wind hall. At most, he goes with Xiao Yi to see the envoys in Chaoyang hall.
What else is the official language to avoid in the daytime?!
After thinking for a moment, Nangong Yue said with uncertainty, ”a Yi, could it be that the West night king had poisoned the well before he died...” The water in the well is living water, and the toxin is quickly dispersed. The people in the southern Xinjiang army are basically healthy, so there is no big obstacle. However, the official language is white and weak. Some toxins are deposited in the body, and the accumulation is deeper and deeper
There was no smile on Xiao yipinli's face. She raised her voice and said, ”come on! Send soldiers to our son to investigate all the water in the palace! ”
”Yes, Prince!”
Several soldiers of the southern Xinjiang Army guarding outside the palace quickly took orders and left. In a moment, the whole palace was agitated by Xiao Yi's order. Under the leadership of Fu Yunhe and Yuan lingbai, a group of soldiers of Southern Xinjiang Army shuttled around every corner of the palace. Their faces were chilly and their feet were rumbling. They had the momentum to turn the whole palace over.
The whole capital city was also under martial law. The people in the West night in the city were terrified. They didn't know what had happened. They could only stay in the house
In the afternoon, the capital is empty.
Nangongyue and Baihui are not idle. They are in the dongnuang Pavilion of the light wind hall. They let Xiao Si carefully recall the food and drink of Guan yubai in the past month. Baihui is recording I don't know how long after that, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the outside. The fashionable face anxiously walked in and said, ”the son of the world, the prince's burning is more serious!”
Nangong Yue suddenly stood up and rushed to the inner room with Baihui and Xiaosi.
On the bed, Guan yubai fell asleep again, or he should have been in a coma. His whole face was more flushed than before. There were dense beads of sweat on his temples and neck, and his breath became very heavy.
”Hoo...”
”Hoo...”
In the inner room, only the sound of his heavy breathing echoed.
Even if he did not explore the pulse, Nangong Yue also knew that the official language was worse.
”Baihui, prepare needles!”
Nangong Yue simply orders that Baihui opens the medicine box in a hurry
The golden sun shone in through the window, and the lamp which had not been extinguished in the palace lamp at the head of the bed was still more quiet and dead than at night, though the sun was in full bloom.
With the help of Baihui, Nangong Yue skillfully uses Baixing needle as the official language again. The master and servant have a good understanding, and their movements are smooth and fast, while the men in the room stand still one by one.
Move a static, form a sharp contrast.
After a stick of incense, Nangong Yue, who was full of sweat, just took the needle, leaving only five silver needles on his chest to protect his heart. Gradually, the official language white breath calmed down, although his face was still as red, but his expression was calm, as if he was sleeping soundly.
Whoa! Nangong Yue, who was tense and relaxed a little, took the veil from Xiao Yi, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then met the nervous eyes of the crowd, and said, ”I have protected the heart of the official young master with needles for the time being Baihui, go get some medicine, Zhuru, tangerine peel, Jishu... ”After Nangong Yue read the prescription in a hurry, Baihui went to prescription and decocting medicine in a hurry
Baihui's front foot just left, and Fu Yunhe and Yuan lingbai came, and shook his head heavily to Nangong Yue.
They had searched all the water sources in the palace, but still found nothing.
If you can't find the source of the poison, you can't prescribe the right medicine.
Nangong Yue went to the window and sat down to meditate. The inner room was once again in silence. The air was so oppressed that everyone could hardly breathe
Nangong Yue raised his hand to push the window, trying to breathe, but his right arm was frozen in the air.
Eh?! Her nose moved and seemed to smell something. Then she sniffed again. She said uncertainly, ”do you think there is a smell in the room...”
Xiao Yi's nose moved and smelled it attentively. There seemed to be a faint smell of putrefaction in the room, but when he smelled it again, it seemed that there was nothing.
Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi look at each other and ask their superiors Lin, Xiao Si and Feng Xing to search inside and outside the house again. They check all kinds of things again. They even don't let go of the grass outside. They look for almost every inch of grass leaves, but they still can't find the source of the rotten smell
More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye. When Nangong Yue almost thought that the smell was his own illusion, Xiao Yi's voice came from the front right: ”ah Yue, it's Xiaobai!”
Nangong Yue looks at Xiao Yi in disbelief. Before he can see him, he stands beside the couch of Guan yubai, opens a corner of the quilt, and reaches out and grabs Guan yubai's wrist.
Nangong Yue quickly walked past, nose close to the white fingertip of the official language sniffed, eyes slightly gaping.
This is it!
She carefully examined the white fingertips of the official language. The black and blue color on the root of his fingernails seemed to be thicker than last night What's more, in addition to the old scars on his fingers for many years, it seems that there are several thin new scars on his fingers. The light flesh pink on the scars shows that these new scars should not be long ago
Nangong Yue asked in a hurry: ”little four, there is a new wound on your childe's hand. How did this injury come from?”
Xiao Si's eyes also fell on the white fingers of the official language. He seemed to think of something. His eyes sank and he blurted out: ”luanjiegang!” Is it said that the young master was poisoned in the disorderly burial post?!
”Random burial post?” Nangong Yue, thinking of the coffin in the meditation palace, has a guess in his mind.
She took a deep breath and said, ”tell me more about that day and the state of the mass burial mound...”