When Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang arrived at Yanxi Palace, Wen Shichu had already finished prescribing medicine for An Lingrong.
"what happened?"
Zhen Huan pulled Wen Shichu aside and asked softly.
"Young Master An's illness is strange, and Wei Chen can't figure out the reason yet. But he's not seriously injured, so Wei Chen will go and see how little Master An is eating."
Zhen Huan felt a little confused when she heard Wen Shichu say that An Lingrong's illness was strange.
Isn't it just a fever? Why can't you see the reason?
"Master Wen, do you mean that Sister An doesn't have an ordinary fever?"
Wen Shichu did not nod: "It's just that we can't be sure yet."
"Huan'er."
Shen Meizhuang inside the house called Zhen Huan, and Zhen Huan nodded to Wen Shichu and hurried in.
"What's wrong with Sister Mei?"
Zhen Huan entered the room and asked softly.
Shen Meizhuang saw her coming in but didn't answer her. Instead, he pulled her to sit aside, and then asked Baojuan: "Tell us carefully, what's going on with your little master?"
"Replying to the two little masters, our little master felt a little uncomfortable after dinner yesterday. At first, he thought he had caught a cold, so he didn't take it seriously. But in the middle of the night, he suddenly got a fever. When I got up, the servant was frightened and wanted to go to the imperial doctor."
Baojuan tried his best to tell what he knew in as much detail as possible: "But I went to the imperial hospital. Except for the empress dowager and the imperial physician accompanying the emperor, no one could move there. Doctor Jiang who was on duty went to Yikun Palace. I went to the imperial hospital. I came back quickly and told the young master to go to Yikun Palace to ask for an imperial doctor, but the young master suddenly didn’t need it.”
"Why not use it?"
Shen Meizhuang asked.
But Zhen Huan understood a little and asked: "Did anyone come to your place last night? Or do you know what happened at Yikun Palace last night?"
Baojuan nodded and said: "No one came to our place yesterday, but I asked when I went to ask for the imperial doctor, so I probably knew something was wrong. When I walked back, I met Liu Guiren and Qi again. Noble sir, this slave will tell the matter to our young master when he comes back."
"So your little master won't allow you to disturb Yikun Palace, right?"
Zhen Huan was basically sure what Wen Shichu meant just now.
I'm afraid someone wants to use An Lingrong to distract Yikun Palace.
It's a pity that the person didn't take it into account. An Lingrong would rather feel uncomfortable than send anyone to Yikun Palace.
"My master said he just had a fever, so he didn't let me go to Yikun Palace."
In fact, Baojuan probably understands what An Lingrong means, so why not help An Lingrong speak now?
"When it was almost dawn, the young master couldn't hold on any longer, but she asked the servant to wait until dawn to find Mr. Hui Gui. The young master was afraid of disturbing the emperor by going to Concubine Wan."
"Baojuan."
Before Shen Meizhuang and Zhen Huan said anything, they heard that An Lingrong seemed to be awake inside.
Baojuan heard the sound and ran over immediately: "Little master, can you call me? Do you feel better?"
"It's better. I want to drink water."
An Lingrong said with a hoarse voice.
Upon hearing this, Bao Juan quickly asked Bao Que to pour water for An Lingrong.
"Sister An, how are you?"
Zhen Huan also came over and asked.
An Lingrong looked up and saw Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang, and his heart calmed down.
"I'm much better, sister, don't worry."
An Lingrong smiled and said, "It's so early in the morning that I disturbed the two sisters' rest."
"What are you talking about? You should have sent someone here last night."
Zhen Huan looked at An Lingrong and said in a daze.
Although Shen Meizhuang didn't know what was going on at first, after hearing what Zhen Huan said just now, and what Concubine Jing told him about the affairs of Yikun Palace in the morning, he had an idea.
"Yes, you are too confused. Your fever is not a trivial matter. Look at your voice, what will you do if it breaks down?"
Shen Meizhuang also said distressedly: "Concubine Hua Guifei was still thinking about her when we came just now."
An Lingrong lowered his head in embarrassment after listening to the two people's words.
"Lingrong knows that he is humble and does not want to embarrass his sisters with himself."
"Now that there is no one else here, just tell us the truth. Do you also have suspicions? Do you know who attacked you?"
Zhen Huan asked anxiously.
In fact, there was another reason why she was anxious. If this person wanted to use An Lingrong to distract him, he couldn't have done it suddenly. He must have made preparations in advance.
This person must have done it to Princess Shu Yue. Even if it wasn't her, she wouldn't be able to escape the relationship.
An Lingrong listened to Zhen Huan's words and said: "I have some doubts, but I don't know who it is. What I ate for dinner was what was sent from the imperial kitchen. I didn't eat anything else, and I didn't meet anyone. , I don’t know why I fell ill. But when Baojuan came back from Tai Hospital and told what he heard, I felt something was wrong."
"So you didn't ask Baojuan to ask for the imperial doctor again?"
Shen Meizhuang asked: "Then what happened to you yesterday, not just at night?"
An Lingrong thought for a while, she didn't go out yesterday, and nothing special happened?
"Probably not. I didn't go out yesterday."
"No, little master,"
Baojuan suddenly said as if thinking about something: "When the noble Fucha came back from Concubine Qi yesterday, didn't he come to our place?"
"Noble Fucha?"
"Noble Fucha?"
Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang spoke at the same time.
"Yes, Mr. Fucha has been here."
An Lingrong nodded and said, "But she only said a few sarcastic words and then left without doing anything."
"Did you notice anything else, Baojuan?"
Zhen Huan heard that Bao Juan's meaning was not as simple as what An Lingrong described.
Sure enough, Baojuan said: "Returning to Concubine Wan, the noble Fucha only said a few sarcastic words when she came, but when she came, I saw that she had brought a new sachet."
"What kind of sachet?"
Zhen Huan was a little surprised how a sachet could attract Baojuan's attention.
"Yes, because the noble Fucha did not carry it with him, but held it in his hand."
Baojuan said affirmatively: "The slave originally thought that she wanted to humiliate our little master, so she looked at her carefully as soon as she came in, fearing that she would do something, but she just said a few words and left. I don’t know if it has anything to do with her, but no one else has been here except Mr. Fucha.”
An Lingrong smiled bitterly after listening to Bao Juan's words: "I really didn't pay attention at the time. She always comes to me and says sarcastic words. I'm used to it."
