342 A Silent Song Kills His Life in vain and a Sword Breaks the Sky
Ning Yujin first tried to cook a medicine, and after taking a sip, she waved someone to bring the poisoned palace maid in, held her mouth and drank the medicine into her.
There were imperial doctors standing around, all discussing in whispers. Some were waiting to see how Ning Yujin could cure the poison, while others were skeptical and waiting to see her laugh. Everyone had different thoughts.
Ning Yujin didn't panic. After taking the palace lady's medicine, she lay down on the side and wrote out the recipe she had just prepared.
There was also an imperial doctor watching next to her. After seeing the prescription she wrote, he couldn't help but shook his head: "This prescription is too harsh. I'm afraid most people won't be able to bear it after drinking it?"
"If used well, it is an antidote; if used improperly, it is poison."
"After all, I am still too young. I don't know what prescriptions should be prescribed and what prescriptions should not be prescribed..."
Murong Xuan listened to everyone's words and couldn't help but smile.
An imperial doctor who was familiar with him saw it and asked him, "Mr. Murong, why are you laughing?"
The corners of Murong Xuan's mouth were slightly raised, and his beautiful fox eyes were raised in an elegant arc: "Zizhan is smiling. Some people have lived for a long time and claim to be top men, but they still can't keep up with a little girl."
"What kind of girl?" The imperial doctor wanted to ask, but he saw Murong Xuan walking towards the palace maid who had given the medicine. He picked his ears, thinking that he heard something wrong.
After Ning Yujin finished writing the prescription, she looked up and saw Murong Xuan checking the condition of the palace maid, and couldn't help but ask: "How is the situation?"
Murong Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed the maid's body. He saw the maid suddenly coughed twice, slowly raised her head and looked around, her eyes filled with doubts and panic.
Murong Xuan pursed his lips and smiled: "Obviously, it worked."
When the imperial doctors heard this, they hurriedly gathered around to check the condition of the palace maid. The palace maid could not remember anything. Now she saw a large number of imperial doctors surrounding her, chattering without knowing what they were talking about.
She almost cried with fright.
Ning Yujin walked away from everyone and personally checked the palace maid's physical condition. After confirming that the antidote was effective, she handed the prescription to the doctor.
"According to the instructions above, boil the three bowls of water into one bowl of water for oral administration, one bowl for each person. The rest set up two large pots, boil the potion at a ratio of one hundred to one, boil it, and then smoke it throughout the palace.
Last smoke."
There were still hundreds of people waiting to be rescued, and everyone at the Tai Hospital suddenly became busy.
Ning Yujin was on the side helping with decoction, feeding, feeling the pulse, and solving various problems. She was extremely busy.
Murong Xuan was also helping. With so many people working together, it took a long time to finish.
After Ning Yujin made sure that everyone was detoxified, she felt relieved.
And those who had gossiped about Ning Yujin before were all silenced in the face of such ironclad facts.
She cured the poison that they had no control over. The prescription that they thought was too harsh had no side effects at all. Is this because she is too powerful, or are they too superficial?
Ning Yujin had no intention of caring about what other people thought. After curing the patient, she and Murong Xuan left the hospital to find Mo Ye to recover.
He quickly recovered his life and left the palace to return to Prince Ding's Mansion. Now that something like this has happened to the heavily guarded palace, it shows that the guards in this palace are not that powerful. After thinking carefully, it is better to be safer in Prince Ding's Mansion.
While walking, she suddenly heard a ferocious piano sound coming through the air. Ning Yujin was stunned for a moment, and her footsteps suddenly stopped.
Murong Xuan took two steps and then stepped back to look at her. Seeing her expression was different, he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"
Ning Yujin pointed to her ears and looked at Murong Xuan strangely: "Didn't you hear anything? It's just..."
She wanted to reach out and point to where the sound was coming from, but when she was about to point, she couldn't tell where it was coming from, as if it came out of thin air.
Seeing that Ning Yujin was a little confused, Murong Xuan couldn't help but reached out and patted her shoulder, saying softly: "Maybe you are too tired after working for so long, so you are hallucinating."
"It can't be an illusion..." The sudden sound was so obvious that the hairs all over her body stood up when it came. How could it be fake?
But strangely enough, after that sound, there was no sound again.
"Forget it, maybe I really misunderstood."
Ning Yujin muttered something and continued to walk forward with Murong Xuan, but just as she took a step forward, she was startled by a sudden high-pitched trembling sound.
"Look, look, I said, there must be a sound!" She suddenly felt relieved and pointed to a location, wanting to confirm to Murong Xuan that she had not heard wrong.
However, Murong Xuan's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and his lips pursed for a long time before he slowly highlighted a few words: "A silent song is a waste of life."
"Mr. Murong, what poem are you suddenly reciting right now?" Ning Yujin looked at Murong Xuan strangely, wondering why he showed such a serious expression.
Before I got the answer, I heard the sound of the piano coming again, but it was no longer the sudden and shocking sound just now, but the beautiful sound of the piano flowing slowly like a mountain spring and stream, which was very pleasant to the ear.
Murong Xuan's face relaxed at this moment, turning into his usual slightly smiling expression. He raised his fox eyes and looked at Ning Yujin: "Miss Third, do you still remember Juehun?"
"Of course I remember." After all, she had so many entanglements with him. Even if he was a passer-by in her life, he had stayed in her life for a long time.
Mo Jingxiao told her that everyone has his own destiny, and everyone has his destiny. But sometimes she couldn't help but worry when she thought of him, and she didn't know what he had become now.
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But so what if she remembered Juehun, why did Murong Xuan suddenly mention this here?
Murong Xuan seemed to understand her question and slowly said: "Juehun carries a soft sword with him, named Breaking the Sky, so there is a saying that 'one sword breaks the sky and kills Juehun'." A silent song is in vain.
Duan Ming, who cuts through the sky and kills Juehun with one sword refers to the two main figures of the Empress Dowager and the old witch Tianji Pavilion, Duan Ming and Juehun. Duan Ming plays a soundless harp, and there is no sound when it is played.
If anyone hears the sound, then he is not far from death."
Listening to the constant sound of the piano in her ears, Ning Yujin felt a chill all over her body. She couldn't help but reach out and rub her arms: "Mr. Murong, don't you be so scary?"
But seeing as he didn’t look like he heard the sound just now, could it be possible...
Seeing Ning Yujin's doubtful expression, Murong Xuan burst out laughing: "Hahaha, didn't the third lady say you can tell lies through your eyes?"
"Hey, who has time to stare into your eyes all day long..." Ning Yujin saw Murong Xuan's proud look and knew that he was playing tricks, and was immediately speechless.
Murong Xuan quickly waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Maybe it's just a piano master practicing the piano. Let's go back and recover quickly."