"Your Majesty the Eighth Prince, put down the jade seal quickly!" Shen Qingyun exclaimed.

The Eighth Prince seemed to be frightened and almost lost his grip on the jade seal. He held the jade seal in a panic and said stumblingly: "It's poisonous. How can it be poisonous? What about me?"

While he was talking, he also felt that something seemed to be stuck to his palm, something sticky and greasy.

His face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly put the jade seal back into the box. He raised his hand and didn't know where to put it. He looked helplessly at Si Moli and Lian Rufeng, and said tremblingly: "Uncle Emperor, miracle doctor, I'm fine. Come on, save me."

Lian Rufeng secretly thought that it was not good, and he scolded him sternly: "Go, go and wash your hands quickly."

But then everyone realized that the Eighth Prince had difficulty with his legs and feet and could not stand up at all.

The blood on his face had faded away. He was so excited when he saw Yuxi, how could he be contaminated with poison.

Si Moli hurriedly asked someone to bring a basin in. The eighth prince was so frightened that he scrubbed his hands repeatedly. Finally, he looked at it worriedly and then asked, "Miracle doctor, is this all right?"

Lian Rufeng was diagnosing Shen Qingyun's pulse when he heard this and sighed.

"This poison is very strange. It will not be life-threatening immediately, but once the skin comes into contact, it will slowly start to become red and ulcerate. If it is not treated in time, the ulcerated area will spread, and it will subsequently cause inflammation that is difficult to treat. ....."

After listening to what Lian Rufeng said, Shen Qingyun silently lowered his head and looked at his fingertips, his eyes filled with indifference.

She didn't touch many places, but at this moment she began to feel a dense tingling sensation.

The eighth prince, on the other hand, was as if he were mourning for his heir, holding his hands trembling with fear and uneasiness on his face: "Miracle doctor, what should I do? Then make an antidote quickly!"

The room was very quiet for a while, and no one answered him.

The Eighth Prince panicked even more, and turned to Si Moli and said: "Miracle doctor, please speak, why don't you speak, uncle, you must save me, my legs are not healed yet, and there must be no more problems with my hands!"

As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

Si Moli glanced at him. At this moment, he suddenly felt indescribable disappointment and disgust.

His performance has always been pretty good, and he has been very cooperative with his arrangements, but now he can't bear it when something happens. Such a person, even if his leg is cured, can really be a good person no matter how much support he provides. Emperor?

Lian Rufeng was even more upset by his noise and couldn't help shouting back: "Can you stop shouting!"

"Isn't Qingyun also poisoned? She is a weak woman and she didn't even say anything. Shut up. You are really annoying me to death!"

The Eighth Prince looked at Si Moli for help, but Si Moli ignored him at the moment and whispered to Shen Qingyun: "Qingyun, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shen Qingyun shook her head and sighed in her heart. Just when she was about to say that she could still bear it, the Eighth Prince started yelling again.

"Uncle Emperor, I feel a little swollen and painful in my palms, as if I've been burned. Is it because I touch more places than Miss Shen?"

Si Moli clenched his fists and said coldly: "From now on, if I don't ask you, don't speak!"

His aura was too strong, bringing with it a sense of oppression and killing intent.

The Eighth Prince suddenly fell silent. He also realized that his reaction was a bit excessive. He was just too scared and his mood fluctuated too much. The last moment, he was holding the jade seal, dreaming about being able to cure his leg and ascend to the throne in the future. The next moment, he learned that he had been poisoned.

Why does God always give him hope and then disappoint him?

This was the first time he saw Si Moli speak so harshly. He wanted to apologize to Si Moli, but he didn't dare to say another word.

The room finally became quiet.

"We can't develop an antidote for the time being, right? How long will it take for this poison to start causing skin ulcers?" Shen Qingyun thought for a while and asked carefully.

Lian Rufeng opened his mouth, wanting to comfort her that there would definitely be an antidote, but he also knew that there was no need to deceive himself like this, so he could only say with a solemn face: "I may be able to develop some drugs to delay the onset or relieve pain, but the antidote medicine......"

He didn't say anything more, stood up directly and winked at Si Moli.

Si Moli understood and said to him: "I will send someone to send you secretly back to Xuanyi Pavilion now. Don't worry, I will handle the matters here."

"Okay." Lian Rufeng said, meeting Shen Qingyun's worried eyes, and smiled proudly: "Qingyun, just wait for me to come with the antidote."

Suddenly, he thought of something else: "Oh, by the way, how about you just come with me. Anyway, if something happens in the palace, no one will come and try to arrest us."

The Eighth Prince also looked expectantly when he heard this, and Lian Rufeng said with some disgust: "Your Highness, please come too."

Si Moli nodded: "Okay, you go ahead, I want to go to the palace."

"Mo Li, is it safe? You can take the kite away with you." Shen Qingyun's heart tightened slightly. She knew that Si Moli definitely wanted to ask the emperor for the antidote, but now the palace was guarded by the sixth prince. Isn't it going to be full of dangers?

"No, I don't have any worries when they stay by your side. Don't worry, have you forgotten?" Si Moli smiled softly at her and didn't say anything. He just rubbed her bun gently: "I'm very happy." Come back soon."

Shen Qingyun seemed to feel something and breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

The Eighth Prince watched the two of them playing riddles and was very uneasy. He was also surprised that Si Moli was so gentle to Miss Shen...

In this case, he will definitely find the antidote.

No one wanted to delay any longer and divided the troops into two groups.

Lian Rufeng, Shen Qingyun and the eighth prince Si Yu went to the Xuanyi Pavilion together, where there were enough medicines, and Si Moli entered the palace directly.

Si Mingxuan was making arrangements in the palace, and suddenly heard Si Moli coming. He was a little surprised at the palace gate: "He came alone?"

The guard was still a little afraid of King Li, and replied cautiously: "Yes, Your Highness, Sixth Highness, King Li said that he has what you want in his hand, this..."

Si Mingxuan smiled coldly: "Let him in."

The palace is under his control. What Si Moli wants to do is not an easy task. Do you really think that everyone is afraid of him? Now things have changed!

Soon, Si Moli saw Si Mingxuan. He took out the thing in his hand and said straight to the point: "Let me see the emperor. I will give you this jade seal, otherwise I will smash it with one palm."

Si Mingxuan laughed: "Uncle Emperor, what qualifications do you have to make demands in front of me now?"

"Oh, it seems you don't want this thing anymore. In that case, I will destroy it." With that said, Si Moli opened the box and prepared to swing it down.

"Wait!" Si Mingxuan saw that he was serious and became anxious: "Is this a real jade seal?"

Si Moli nodded and said no more.

"Okay, come here, take Prince Li down to see the emperor!" Si Mingxuan compromised, but his eyes sparkled.

As long as the jade seal is genuine, once he gets it, there will be no need for the emperor and Prince Li to exist.
Chapter completed!