Chapter 180
Gao Lingfeng has been staring at Suhe Palace recently. On that day, Mrs. Wang from Ningguo Hou Mansion came to him and asked him to do acupuncture for the old man. He asked Mrs. Wang, and Mrs. Wang said that Princess Yili invited him. I find it very strange, how does Princess Yili know that he knows acupuncture?
He didn't refuse, just said that he would go when the official duties were a little slower.

However, before going, he went to Suhe Palace to meet Qinghe.

Qinghe was obviously not too surprised by his arrival, and ordered someone to make tea and bring some refreshments.

"Princess, I heard from Mrs. Ning that you told her that Weichen knows acupuncture, right?" Gao Lingfeng said bluntly.

Qinghe didn't deny it, "Yes, it's what I mean. Is it because Mr. Gao is unwilling to give needles to Lord Ning?"

"No," Gao Lingfeng looked at Qinghe, "but, I don't know how the princess knows that the minister knows acupuncture and moxibustion?"

"There are not a few people who know that Mr. Gao knows the art of medicine, right?" Qinghe said with a smile, after washing the tea with boiling water, he dismissed the waiter and made tea by himself.

"Yes, there are not a few people who know that Weichen knows how to do medicine, but there are not many people who know that Weichen knows acupuncture and moxibustion." Gao Lingfeng said.

Qinghe's smile deepened, "Oh? Isn't it an honor for this palace?" As he spoke, he reached out and handed him a cup of tea.

Gao Lingfeng was noncommittal, and took the tea ceremony: "Thank you!"

The scent of tea lingering on the tip of the nose, with the familiar aroma of tangerine peel, "The princess also likes to add some tangerine peel to the tea soup?"

His voice was as calm as possible, but the slightly trembling ending still betrayed his excitement.

Adding tangerine peel, dried rose flowers, and dried chrysanthemums to tea is the usual practice of Sister Qinghe, and as far as he knows, no one except her would do this.

Qinghe smiled, "Yes, speaking of it, I heard it from the emperor's grandmother. The emperor's grandmother said that this is the way Princess Qinghe taught her to drink before. By the way, I heard that Lord Gao is very familiar with Princess Qinghe. Do you know if you have seen her make tea like this?"

Gao Lingfeng glanced at her, and his voice fell silent, "Yes."

Qinghe smiled and said, "That's like it?"

"It's okay." Gao Lingfeng responded lightly, and changed the subject, "By the way, the princess and Princess Changchun went to the Yuanda General's Mansion that day. I don't know what the result will be? Then Yuan Su returned all Qinghe's belongings and money. gone?"

"Yes, it's not easy!" Qinghe sighed.

Gao Lingfeng said: "Thank you princess for being willing to help sister Qinghe."

Qinghe smiled, and took a sip of tea. Gao Lingfeng was still a little dazed by the tea drinking posture. If she had nothing to do with Qinghe's sister, he wouldn't believe it. Apart from their faces, the two had too many similarities.

Qinghe seemed unable to see his suspicious eyes, and said to himself: "I heard that Mr. Gao has some business friends who travel across the state?"

"Yes." Gao Lingfeng didn't know why she was asking this, so he raised his eyes to look at her.

"I wonder if there are some friends who happened to come back from Beimo?" Qinghe asked.

Gao Lingfeng looked at her thoughtfully, "Maybe there will be, it depends on the situation."

Qinghe smiled slightly, "Oh? If there is, it will be very beneficial to the situation?"

"That's possible." Gao Lingfeng said.

Qinghe's smile deepened, "I don't know if these friends of Mr. Gao can bring back some news from Beimo? For example, after our Princess Caiyue married to Beimo, she was deeply favored by the emperor of Beimo and was named The noble concubine is even bestowed with a luxurious palace, where she is loved by three thousand people."

Gao Lingfeng's eyes locked on her, "Is the princess' words the truth?"

"I don't know!" Qing He said.

Gao Lingfeng said indifferently: "If the princess doesn't tell the truth, I'm afraid it will be difficult for this humble minister."

"What truth do you want to hear?" Qing He skillfully ordered tea and asked.

Gao Lingfeng smiled slowly, "I just hope the princess can solve my doubts."

"If you can say it, you will definitely say it. If you can't say it, even if you say it, it will be a lie. Does Mr. Gao want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Gao Lingfeng said: "A happy word."

"After finishing this matter, I will give Mr. Gao a hearty word."

"Don't be perfunctory."

"It must be the truth." Qinghe smiled.

Gao Lingfeng stood up, "That's it, then I will go to find those business friends, maybe, I can really bring some news from Beimo, for example, our princess Caiyue married to Beimo, won the favor of the emperor of Beimo, and was favored by the emperor of Beimo. Conferred as a noble concubine, she will be favored by thousands of people."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands, stared deeply at her, and turned away.

Qinghe pressed the cup to his lips, and put a smile on his lips together. Then, he put down the cup, but he lost the intention of drinking tea.

After Gao Lingfeng left the palace that day, he went straight to Ningguo Marquis Mansion to do acupuncture for the old Marquis.

Coincidentally, Ning Jing is also there. Ever since Ning Jing opened Qinghe's coffin with him, he has been watching Yuan Su closely. Although he found out that Yuan Su and Li Xiangyu had an affair first, there is still no evidence to prove that Qinghe was poisoned.

He secretly asked the servants in the mansion to ask, but the servants didn't know much about Princess Qinghe's serious illness, because Princess Qinghe suffered from typhoid fever, and the illness came very quickly and seriously, and the maid who served Qinghe personally before , went back to the countryside, but couldn't find any trace, so I couldn't ask in detail.

Ning Jing followed the vine and found the doctor who treated Qinghe before. The doctor took out a prescription, which was for typhoid fever, and the doctor told him that Princess Qinghe's face was indeed a sign of poisoning, but this was a characteristic of typhoid fever. Roseola skin, hepatosplenomegaly.

He was puzzled by the fact that according to what his father said, there was no roseola on the face of Qinghe's body at that time, but there was a faint blackness between the brows, but this was nothing special, because people who were suddenly ill often had black spots on their faces. Qi or purple gas.

What puzzled him the most was that Qinghe suffered from an acute illness for several days, but Yuan Su did not come to her natal home to inform her, nor did she even enter the palace to ask for an imperial doctor. The doctor is also a famous doctor, but compared with the imperial doctor, it is incomparable after all.Of course, he also explained this at the end. At the initial stage of the illness, he thought it was a trivial matter, and it would be cured within a few days of treatment, but the illness suddenly became dangerous. At that time, he had completely lost his mind.

During the funeral, he hurriedly buried Qinghe. According to the specifications, the princess had to stay in the mansion for a few days when attending the funeral, but Yuan Su quickly buried Qinghe within two or three days.

At that time, he explained that because Xuan'er was injured, he was afraid that Xuan'er would be irritated again when he saw his mother's body, and he couldn't face Qinghe's death, so he buried him quickly.

This explanation sounded fine at the time, but now that I think about it, I think it's a big problem.

The main reason is that Qinghe and his wife had always been in love at that time, and no one thought of Yuan Su in a bad way. I believe that no one would have any doubts about Yuan Su after seeing the way their husband and wife get along.

Including him, if he hadn't opened the coffin, he would not have the slightest doubt about Yuan Su until now.

(End of this chapter)

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