Although Ren Qingrui's words were weak and intermittent, they were still enough for people to hear what she wanted to express.
Liu Mingzhi stared intently at Ren Qingrui's beautiful eyes that were gradually losing their elegant look: "Old Zhou, can the imperial doctor save her?"
Lao Zhou shook his head with regret and sighed silently: "Once you take Duangchang Powder, you will suffer the inhuman torture of having your intestines pierced and your belly rotten for half a column of incense. Even if the imperial doctor comes, there is probably no way to save him!"
"This poison is used to punish criminals who have committed heinous crimes, causing them to suffer torture and die slowly. We have lived for decades, and we have never seen a case of people being revived after taking Duangchang Powder."
Sure enough, as soon as Lao Zhou finished speaking, Ren Qingrui's delicate body that was lying limp on the ground suddenly convulsed and curled up together, her already fair hands clenched tightly together and struggled, her eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and her face looked unnatural.
His face was flushed, and he was obviously suffering from unimaginable pain.
Liu Mingzhi stared blankly at Ren Qingrui, who was clenching her teeth and not making a sound.
This woman is simply crazy, what on earth supports her beliefs.
At twenty-eight years of age, Pingting is tall and graceful. What kind of past has she experienced?
You can be indifferent to death, and you can be silent about pain.
Li Ye put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at Ren Qingrui who was suffering from pain on the ground, with a look of fear and intolerance on his face.
"Aunt...Uncle, who is the person behind the scenes that the demon girl told you?"
Liu Mingzhi was startled, then looked down at Ren Qingrui, whose breath was getting weaker, and silently shook his head: "Reporting to your Majesty, she didn't tell me anything."
Li Ye was stunned, looked at Liu Mingzhi and then looked down at Ren Qingrui, wondering what he was thinking.
Ren Qingrui raised her eyes and glanced at Li Ye's appearance, sneered, closed her soft eyes and waited quietly for death.
Liu Mingzhi slowly brought his ear to Ren Qingrui's face: "Ren Qingrui, what do you want to do? Who is the person behind the scenes?"
Listening to the sound of Young Master Liu gnashing his teeth, Ren Qingrui lay there with a thin sweat on his forehead due to pain and groaned without saying a word.
Liu Mingzhi didn't care whether Li Ye cared about him touching Ren Qingrui's body. He grabbed Ren Qingrui's wrist and probed for his pulse for a moment. Liu Mingzhi clearly felt that Ren Qingrui's pulse was so weak that he could hardly detect it.
He raised his hand and forcibly opened Ren Qingrui's eyes to take a look. Looking at Ren Qingrui's beautiful eyes that were gradually losing focus, Liu Mingzhi's palm fell down in confusion.
Although he did not understand medical skills, he could still tell that Ren Qingrui was in a situation that could not be saved by Hua Tuo's reincarnation.
Looking at the increasing amount of black blood on Ren Qingruiying's lips, Liu Mingzhi took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his lips, then gently put it into his cuff.
"Your Majesty, the Queen has really never told me anything about the people behind the scenes."
Li Ye returned home and looked at Liu Mingzhi's complex eyes and nodded silently.
"I believe in uncle."
Liu Mingzhi looked back at Ren Qingrui, who still didn't moan in pain on the ground, and sighed with a deep look.
"Your Majesty, as the saying goes, a couple's favor lasts a hundred days."
"Although she has done so many evil deeds that have caused His Majesty so much pain and torture, since she has confessed her crime and committed suicide by taking poison, for the sake of the royal family's face, I suggest that she be buried in the ancestral mausoleum."
"After all, if this matter comes out, it will not be a good thing for the face of the Dalong Royal Family and His Majesty."
"Death is like a lamp going out. Now that this matter has reached this point, I can only advise your Majesty to take it easy!"
"What? Uncle, you actually asked me to spare this witch. It is not an exaggeration to say that this woman's evil deeds are to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. How could I spare her?"
Looking at the unwilling Li Ye, Liu Mingzhi shook his head silently.
"Your Majesty, this is just my suggestion. As for how to act, it depends on your Majesty's own wishes. The empress committed suicide by taking poison. The only people who know the people behind the scenes are Ren Guozhang and the others. Now I can't accompany your Majesty in the palace. I want to
Go to the Sanfa Department immediately and see if you can get any strong evidence."
"Okay... okay, uncle must find out the person behind the scenes, otherwise I will be very worried!"
"I understand, I will do my best, I will retire!"
"Old Zhou, please lend me a helping hand and help Tong Dutong search the palace for any of the Queen's accomplices."
"Okay, let's just follow the prince's lead and catch the person behind the scenes."
"Your Majesty, this old slave has also resigned."
Liu Mingzhi stared deeply at Ren Qingrui and walked out of the hall without hesitation.
Looking up at the snowflakes that had fallen from the sky outside the Royal Study Room, Liu Mingzhi stretched out his palm to catch a piece of snowflake. Watching it gradually melt into a drop of water, Liu Mingzhi clenched his fist tightly and looked towards the outside of the palace with complex eyes.
Leap away in the direction.
Liu Mingzhi kicked open the door of the Imperial Medical Office and walked in quickly.
"Where is the imperial doctor Zheng Churen's heart? Come out quickly to meet the king!"
"Who dares to break into the Imperial Medical Office? I don't know..."
Liu Mingzhi put the seal in his hand directly to the face of the middle-aged imperial doctor: "Liu Mingzhi, let Chu Renxin come out to see me immediately!"
"And... and... King Xiangjian! I will inform Mr. Chu immediately!"
A moment later, the imperial doctor Zheng Churenxin ran out from behind the imperial medical office in a hurry. He smelled strongly of medicine, and he had obviously just come out of the medicine store.
"The lower official Chu Renxin meets King Bingjian."
"Without courtesy, Mr. Chu, help me find out what kind of poison this is right now."
Chu Renxin looked at the handkerchief that Mr. Liu had stuffed into his hand at some point. Looking at the dark blood on the handkerchief, he dipped his finger into it and put it under his nose to smell it a few times.
"Broken Heart Powder!"
"Can those who take this poison be saved?"
"Back to my lord, although the poison is not immediately fatal, there is no hope of recovery. A senior has detoxified the poison, but luck also plays a large role. The person who took the poison did not take it for too long.
A senior used his internal strength to force it out, and then used decoction to save his life."
"Where is the senior you are talking about?"
"He resigned and returned to his hometown. This senior entered the palace as an imperial physician during the reign of Emperor Ruizong. He went there when the prince was infected with the plague. He was already fifty years old at that time. He is now nearly ninety. Is it still possible?
I don’t know how to be a low-ranking official in the human world.”
Liu Mingzhi looked at Chu Renxin with disappointed eyes: "Is there no one else but him?"
"The world is so big that I don't even know if there is one, but apart from that senior, I have never heard of anyone who can cure the poison of Duangchang Powder."
"The main reason is that the timing does not allow it. It takes only half a stick of incense, but there is no miracle doctor who happens to be by my side!"
"Thank you, farewell!"
Before he finished speaking, Young Master Liu had disappeared. Also missing was the handkerchief with black blood in Chu Renxin's hand.
After a cup of tea, Young Master Liu appeared in the backyard of Liu Mansion with a flushed face. This was the fastest time he had returned home in ten years.
"The poison of Duangchang Powder, who has eaten this poison?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Sai Huatuo's surprised face with deep eyes: "Don't worry about this, I will ask you if I can save you?"
"May I ask, Master, how long has this person been taking poison?"
"About two quarters of an hour."
"Two quarters of an hour? That would be difficult. The poison has spread throughout the internal organs, and I'm afraid the intestines will be rotten. If there was still a chance after just taking a cup of tea, now...sigh...
There is no way to save yourself!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Sai Huatuo's helpless expression, fell down on the chair, and fell into a daze.
Even old man Sai said it was hopeless. Who else in the world could have the incredible medical skills to bring the dead back to life?
Sai Huatuo looked at Mr. Liu's lost look, picked up the medicine box and slowly retreated.
In the inner courtyard, Liu Zhi'an, who was bending down to tease the canary in the cage, looked at Sai Huatuo standing aside with a surprised expression.
"Broken intestine powder?"
"Exactly!"
Liu Zhian nodded clearly, opened the cage door, held the lively canary in his hand, and looked at it carefully.
"It's such a pity that such a beautiful and wonderful woman has passed away like this. It's such a pity!"
"It's just, is it worth it? It's so sad."
Liu Zhi'an exerted slight force on his palm, and the delicate canary whined a few times and gradually lost its movement.
Liu Zhi'an threw the dead canary in his hand to Sai Huatuo.
"You see, you don't raise it just to look good. When you need it to die, it has to die."
"A caged bird is no different than a chess piece."
Liu Zhi'an bent down and washed his hands in the basin nearby, then walked towards the study with his hands behind his back.
"Send it to the young master, he will understand!"