Ten Miles of Red Makeup: The Legend of Ming Yu

Chapter 597
The North Vietnamese envoys are in the main hall, and there is nowhere.

As soon as Ming Concubine reached the door, she heard the envoy shout, "Save me, save me..."

The poison they took was overbearing, but because it had been diluted, the poison did not directly vomit blood and faint.

But strong poison is strong poison after all, if they can't bear it for a quarter of an hour, they will be like Prince Rong.

Ming concubine walked over, and the eyes of those North Vietnamese envoys wished to kill her.

If it weren't for her and Chu Mochen, they wouldn't be like this. This feeling of half-stepping into the gate of hell is not at all uncomfortable.

The poison was diluted, and the pain was also diluted. Rong Wang's son was directly fainted by the pain, and they were still awake, soberly feeling the pain of the poison, which was more tormenting than fainting.

Ming concubine walked over and took their pulse one by one.

When he was waiting for Master Liu to feel his pulse, Master Liu flicked his concubine with his hand, and said, "We have the same poison as the son, and the princess of Zhennan Wang wants us to accompany the son, so why bother to be hypocritical?!"

The corner of Ming Concubine's mouth turned into a cold arc, "All the other envoys let me feel the pulse, but Mr. Liu, you don't let me feel the pulse, and you speak sharp words to me. Aren't you the most loyal to Prince Rong? Are you willing to accompany me?" Did he die together?"

Eat a piece of pastry together, if that piece of pastry is poisonous, he, Master Liu and Prince Rong will die together.

She gave him this opportunity to go to hell with his master, but the other ministers didn't say anything, but he had the biggest opinion.

Master Liu almost gritted his silver teeth, and Ming concubine insisted on taking his pulse, Master Liu almost lost his temper.

Ming concubine didn't have a good temper either, "Come here, hold him down."

Zhao Feng came over and held Master Liu's shoulders, Ming concubine took Master Liu's pulse, the pulse fluctuated slightly, but it was definitely not the pulse of poisoning.

Concubine Ming stood up and looked down at Master Liu, "Did you hand over the antidote yourself, or should I send someone to search for it?"

Master Liu's face changed drastically, "I don't understand what you said!"

Mingyu has never seen such a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, "Your mouth can lie, but the pulse cannot."

Zhao Yuanzheng and the other imperial physicians didn't leave, and Zhennan Wang Shizi and concubine stayed to take care of Rong Wang Shizi. How could they leave first for these things that should be their duties.

Hearing Ming Concubine's words, Zhao Yuan was squatting down quickly to feel Master Liu's pulse, he said in surprise, "He is not poisoned."

Several imperial physicians also took the pulse and said, "He obviously took the poison, so many people watched, but he didn't take the antidote."

Zhao Yuanzheng looked at Ming Concubine and said, "I see, Mr. Liu has taken detoxification beforehand, so the poison will not work for him."

The North Vietnamese envoys also understood, and looked at Master Liu coldly, "Why did you want to kill the eldest son?!"

If it wasn't for the cleverness of Zhennan Prince's concubine, they would have been almost deceived by him.

Prince Wang wanted to eat that piece of cake, but he stopped him and offered to eat half of it first. He was fine, so Prince Wang could eat again.

They were so ashamed of Master Liu's loyalty to Prince Rong, they never thought that he did this to get rid of themselves!

He is fine if he eats a piece of pastry. No one will suspect that the prince Rong was poisoned to death.

"Hand over the antidote!" the North Vietnamese envoy urged.

Master Liu's face was ashen, he clenched his teeth and didn't say a word.

Concubine Ming frowned slightly, and said, "Master Liu is not waiting for Prince Rong to promise not to kill you before you hand over the antidote?"

Lord Liu let out a miserable laugh. Now that things are going on, the promise of Prince Rong is of no use. To poison Prince Rong, even if he promises not to kill him, there will be people who will do it for him in the future.

Lord Liu regarded death as home and said, "Ask them, which one of them is not prepared to die when they come to North Vietnam this time? There is only one antidote, and I have already taken it."

There is no need to get angry, those North Vietnamese envoys want to kill Master Liu alive.

Zhao Yuan was looking at Ming Concubine, unexpectedly found out the real culprit of the poison, but could not get the antidote, Rong Wang and his sons were all poisoned, once the poison could not be cured, there would be no one to explain to Bei Yue.

Ming concubine can't judge whether what Master Liu said is true or false, because it is very likely to be true.

Ming concubine made the final test, "As long as Mr. Liu is willing to hand over the antidote, I, Da Jingchao, will come forward to protect you."

Master Liu was slightly taken aback, closed his eyes and said, "Princess Zhennan, you don't need to work hard on me, there is really only one antidote."

"What about the poison, is there any more?" Ming asked.

Master Liu shook his head, "The poison is gone, I threw away the medicine bottle."

"Where did you throw it?" Minnie asked.

"I threw it in the corner of the room at the inn," Master Liu said with a frown.

Ming concubine asked again, "Which station is it?"

Master Liu stared at Ming Concubine, and finally said truthfully, "The station is forty miles away from the capital."

Ming concubine took a deep breath, fortunately, it was not too far away, she looked at Chu Mochen and said, "Someone get the medicine bottle back."

Zhao Chengdao, "I'll go right away."

Forty miles away, he rode fast, and he returned within two hours.

Chu Mochen looked at Ming Concubine, "Get the medicine bottle, can you concoct the antidote?"

Ming concubine looked at him and said, "It can be more than [-]% sure."

Only relying on the poisonous blood forced out of Prince Rong's body, she is not very sure of detoxifying him. After all, the tools for testing poisons are too simple now, and she may not be able to detect some poisons.

But time waits for no one, when the secret guard brought the things from the palace, Ming concubine began to try the drug test.

Those North Vietnamese envoys gradually became top-heavy and fainted from poisonous blood.

Only Mr. Liu was sitting there, tied up tightly, his face pale.

The palace was very big, and the court ladies and eunuchs vacated a spacious side hall for the concubine Ming. Chu Mochen couldn't help much, so he just sat there to accompany her.

Xi'er and Xueyan help out.

Failed.

Failed again.

There was a layer of fine beads of sweat on Ming Concubine's forehead.

Perhaps it was because of the urgency and a little more pressure that the lower abdomen hurt slightly, which distracted her.

Ming concubine prescribed a secondary medicine for herself, and Xi'er cooked it for her.

Ming concubine picked it up and gulped it down. Seeing this, Chu Mochen suddenly got up and asked worriedly, "Are you poisoned?"

Ming concubine,

"I'm fine," she said quickly.

Chu Mochen didn't believe it, "Then why are you drinking medicine?"

"I'm really fine, you go and sit down, I have to keep busy," Ming said.

Chu Mochen only hated himself for not being able to help because of his lack of medical skills. In fact, Ming concubine didn't even let Zhao Yuanzheng and the others enter the house to help. Xi'er and Xueyan were enough to help her, but too many people made chaos.

Zhao Cheng pushed the door open and said, "Concubine Shizi, the medicine bottle is back."

Ming concubine quickly put down the work in hand, wiped her hands and took the medicine bottle.

"Bring a piece of paper," Ming concubine told Xueyan.

Xueyan took a piece of white paper, Ming concubine opened the medicine bottle, gently put the bottle on the white paper, and poured out a little white powder from the medicine bottle.

The weight is not much, about one-fifth of the little finger.

"Why so little?" Xi'er asked.

Mingyu looked at her, "Don't underestimate such a small amount of powder, it's enough to poison two cows."

Xi'er's face turned pale.

(End of this chapter)