Xiao Zi took the medicine and went back to the room to change clothes and apply the medicine. Ye Wange told Xiaodie, "Go and help Xiao Zi apply the medicine. Give her the medicine and let her stay in the room to rest!"

The knowing look in her eyes made Xiaodie understand what she meant, "Yes, empress." Xiaodie immediately obeyed the order and followed Xiaozi out.

Ye Wange looked at the slave who was leaving, and looked at Song Qisheng with a deep look, thinking that he was so nervous about a slave's burn just now. It seemed that he was a kind-hearted imperial physician with a good heart as a doctor.

It's good if the doctor has a kind heart. As long as he has a kind heart, things will be much easier to handle. If you want to survive in such a deep palace, you can't just rely on your own strength to fight alone. You have to gather the strength of everyone to survive.

Already used, what she needs most now is helpers, that is, to win over these people for her own use.

After a while, Xiaodie, who went to apply medicine to Xiaozi, came back and came in with a hurried look.

"Your Majesty." Xiaodie walked in with the little gourd in her hand, her cheeks flushed because of nervousness, her breath was unsteady, she walked up to Ye Wange and called her hastily.

Ye Wange looked at Xiaozi and nodded to her with firm eyes. She knew that Xiaodie had done what she had been told. Before she could reach out, she handed the small gourd that Xiaodie held in her hand to her.

"Physician Song." Ye Wange walked up to Song Qisheng and looked at his black eyes filled with tears.

Song Qisheng bowed and replied, "What are your orders?"

Ye Wange spread her palms, and the thumb-sized gourd was lying in her palms. "Doctor Song, please see what kind of medicine is inside?"

Song Qisheng's expression was stern and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. He thought for a moment before taking the small gourd that Ye Wansheng loved. He pulled out the stopper of the gourd and put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it. There was no smell. He poured out a drop of the liquid and looked at it.

The white drop-like liquid appeared on his eyebrows and he frowned.

"Back to the empress, it's mercury." Song Qisheng re-plugged the gourd and put the small gourd back on the table.

Ye Wange frowned when she heard that it was mercury. She didn't know what mercury was or what its uses were. She waited for Song Qisheng to explain in detail. Song Qisheng kept silent after he replied that it was mercury.

"What's the use of it?" Ye Wange asked, staring at the small gourd on the table.

Song Qi raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiaodie. Ye Wange immediately understood and reached out to signal. Xiaodie immediately withdrew his head.

Looking at the closed door, Ye Wange's black eyes flashed with a hint of hope. Song Qisheng's black eyes fixedly looked at the small object on the table, "Mercury is poisonous."

Ye Wange was not surprised when he heard this. He just closed his eyes and took a deep breath, looking at Song Qisheng, "Can you kill someone?"

Song Qisheng nodded after hearing this, "It can kill people. A small amount can't kill people, but it can make people infertile."

"Infertility?" Ye Wange frowned and asked. It can kill people or prevent pregnancy. So what is the purpose of the black hand who poisoned her to kill her, or to make her unable to conceive an heir?

"Yes, there are brothel women who use it as a contraceptive. However, mercury is poisonous and can kill people. Doctors generally do not prescribe this prescription for contraception." Song Qisheng replied, mercury is usually used to kill people. It is colorless and odorless and is used to kill people.

More convenient.

Ye Wange's black eyes were filled with hatred after hearing that. No matter whether Xiao Zi's despicable and her master behind the scenes wanted to take her life or make her infertile, she would never let go of those who wanted to harm her.

Ye Wange took out a jade Buddha hand from her body and said, "Thank you, Imperial Physician Song. This is the reward." She presented the jade Buddha hand in her hand.

Song Qisheng looked at it and immediately replied, "I don't dare to be a slave. This is a slave's duty. The queen does not need to reward me." He declined, not to mention the precious jade Buddha hand from Ye Wan's singer. He did not dare to accept it, even if it was just a gift.

He doesn't dare to buy gold or silver.

He didn't dare to accept Ye Wange's reward now, not because it was their job as an imperial doctor to consult the royal nobles, but because the reason she rewarded her was not because of his consultation, but because he helped her identify drugs.

They are all things that can kill people. If there are such things in a palace full of conspiracies, it will be very important if someone loses his life. He can't afford it, and he doesn't want to cause trouble.

Song Qisheng did not want to get involved in the fight in the palace, so he would not accept any reward other than what was within his duties. If he accepted the jade Buddha's hand, he would undoubtedly become a party member of Ye Wange's harem fight.

Ye Wange looked at Song Qisheng who refused to accept her reward, her eyes flickered and she whispered, "Emperor Song."

Her low call made Song Qisheng shiver. Hearing the helplessness, grievance, request, and almost undetectable chill in her voice, he stood there with his heart in his throat.

"Does Dr. Song think the reward is too small?" She looked at him and asked aggressively.

"Consulting the empress is a minor matter and does not require any reward from the empress." Song Qisheng easily blocked her sharp words.

Ye Wange's eyebrows darkened slightly, and his expression turned cold, "Mr. Song, do you think that if I don't recover from my fever tomorrow, His Highness the Crown Prince will really chop off your head?"

As she finished her words, Song Qisheng's mood became heavy. Just now, he had been friendly with her, but now he threatened her. He couldn't accept this reward and couldn't push it away. Accepting it meant that from now on, he would have to listen to her.

His Majesty the Crown Prince will have to take his head if he doesn't accept her tomorrow.

There is a tiger in front and a wolf in the back. No matter what he chooses, it is all a matter of putting a knife to his head. Thinking of this, he became bolder and said, "Your Majesty has recovered from the fever. If your Majesty doesn't believe in Wei Chen's medical skills, you can pass it on to Tai."

The doctor from the hospital came to consult."

He had known for a long time that Concubine Wan's illness was feigned, and he also judged that she had not drunk the medicinal soup. The reason she dared to promise His Highness the Crown Prince was because he knew that the fever would naturally heal in a few days if not treated, and now she is all healed.

If she insisted that she was not cured, she would have to ask another imperial physician for consultation. If other imperial physicians made the same diagnosis as hers, then what reason would there be for His Highness to chop off his own head.

Ye Wange's eyebrows darkened slightly after hearing this. Song Qisheng knew that she was pretending to be ill and thought that she would not dare to ask another imperial doctor for diagnosis, so he said this.

If she were in the previous life, she would definitely be shocked by these words. After experiencing such a bloody storm, what else is there for her to be afraid of, and what is there that she can't do. She raised a sinister smile at the corner of her mouth and looked at her with burning eyes.

Asked Song Qisheng, "Mr. Song, let's wait until tomorrow! Tomorrow I will ask His Highness the Imperial Physician of Xuantai Hospital to come for consultation. It seems that my little fever has troubled Dr. Song?"

"Concubine Wan!" Song Qisheng couldn't help the anger in his heart and called out with a hint of dissatisfaction when he heard that she wanted to be appointed imperial physician tomorrow.

A lot of things would happen overnight, and the fever that had completely healed her would come back again, and he would lose his head because of it, so he couldn't wait.

"Did Imperial Physician Song think of any good ideas?" Ye Wange asked, looking at Song Qisheng's unpredictable expression.

"Empress Wanye, why are you embarrassing me?" Song Qisheng asked boldly.

Ye Wange raised her eyebrows after hearing this, "The Imperial Physician Song is joking. When did I embarrass the Imperial Physician Song?"

"The empress was suffering from a fever, but she poured the decoction to treat the disease into a flower pot. The empress did not take the medicine according to the doctor's instructions. Doesn't this make us doctors powerless?" Song Qisheng boldly revealed the truth with one word.

He thought that Ye Wange would be furious after hearing this, but on the contrary, Ye Wange did not become angry but instead raised a smile. However, the slowly blooming smile was as terrifying and attractive as the purple datura blooming in the dark night on the bank of the Nai River.

"Since Imperial Physician Song already knew that all the decoctions used to treat fever were fed to the flowers and plants in the flower pots, does Imperial Physician Song know the reason why I did this?" Ye Wange asked with a gloomy look.

"I don't know." Song Qisheng replied.

"Being in this frightening palace with fights, I have to be careful. No matter how careful I am, I can't avoid the villain's plot. The mercury that Dr. Song found was the medicine given to me by the person who wanted to take my life.

"Ye Wange said a few silly words about her situation.

"Someone wants to harm your Majesty. Your Majesty should order an investigation into the matter..."

"The Imperial Physician of the Song Dynasty!" Ye Wange's voice was cold, interrupting Song Qisheng's superficial words, "Being in the palace, I don't believe that the Imperial Physician of the Song Dynasty would not know the rules of the palace. The winner will perish and the loser will be the enemy. Life and death are all up to oneself.

What abilities and means do I, a concubine of the crown prince who has just entered the palace, have to let those high-ranking officials who eat the emperor's wife use me?

Investigation? Are you afraid that the investigation will not reveal the person who harmed me, but will put me in a more dangerous situation?" Ye Wange said through gritted teeth.

She was in jail, and those who did not allow her to escape or help her escape were all considered as accomplices of those who murdered her. There were only two kinds of people in her eyes now, one was her own people, and the other was the enemy.

If Song Qisheng doesn't choose to be her, he will be her enemy. She will definitely kill her enemies without mercy and will never be merciful.

Song Qisheng stood there with a solemn expression and said nothing. He just waited silently. After knowing such a big conspiracy to kill people, it was not easy for him to get rid of this matter.

"I have been prepared to die in this deep palace from the day I entered the palace. It's just a matter of time. I have nothing to fear. It's just that I will have to bring a few people to be buried with me when I die. I don't know.

Does the Imperial Physician Song want to accompany me to the underworld? Or does the Imperial Physician Song want those who harmed me to accompany me to the underworld?"

"The empress has a long life and boundless wealth. How can she say such depressing words as going to hell." Song Qisheng immediately changed his attitude when he knew that Ye Wange was determined to die. She was now like a desperado. How could he resist her.

"Whether I can survive depends on whether Dr. Song is willing to rescue me." Ye Wange looked at Song Qisheng and said.

Song Qisheng, who was forced to a dead end, had no choice. If he didn't agree to Ye Wange, he would borrow the prince's hand to kill him first. He agreed that this road would be a road of no return. If he wanted to go steadily, he would have to be on the sixth floor in the future.

The head of the palace.

Ye Wange looked at Song Qisheng, who was silent, with determination in his eyes and a hint of hope.

If he doesn't agree to her, she will kill him without hesitation with the hands of the prince. It's not that she is cruel, it's just the law of survival in this place. The jungle is the winner and the loser is the bandit. If she wants to stand in this place, she must be ruthless.

Those who go against her will perish; those who obey her will prosper.
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