Gu Yuqing smiled, “Tomorrow’s palace banquet, the noble ladies of each mansion will be radiant. My sister has just recovered from a serious illness, so her color is naturally not as good as others. What’s more, the palace banquet is an opportunity for noble ladies of each mansion to compete for beauty. I’m afraid that my sister will go, which will only make her sad.”
Lu Wanjun gritted her teeth immediately!
Isn’t Gu Yuqing’s words mean that she is not as good as those noble girls in Kyoto!
What a competition of beauty, it is not that she is better at clothes and whose hair accessories are beautiful… It means that she is shabby and inferior!
Originally, she was just pretending to be sick. After listening to Gu Yuqing’s words, she looked at Gu Yuqing’s clothes and pearls, and she felt really uncomfortable all over and hurt everywhere.
While speaking, Jixiang opened the door curtain and led a doctor in.
After meeting each other, the doctor went to Lu Wanjun to treat her. After taking the pulse carefully, the princess of Dianyang hurriedly said, “How? Did she eat something unclean?”
The doctor shook his head, “The reason why the lady has abdominal pain is that she is mostly caused by cold air. Take some hot soup to drain the air.”
Exhaust air?
Just fart?
Lu Wanjun’s face suddenly turned red.
The Princess of Dianyang immediately shook her head and said, “It’s impossible that she was getting cold. She was fine all afternoon. She started to feel pain after drinking a bowl of Drunk Eight Immortals. Could it be that it was indigestion or that Drunk Eight Immortals were not clean?”
As she said, before the doctor could reply, Dianyang Princess looked at Gu Yuqing as if nothing had happened and ordered, “Hurry, bring that bowl of Drunk Eight Immortals for the doctor to see.”
Immediately, a maid who had just brought the Drunk Eight Immortals down again brought the bowl in again and handed it to the doctor respectfully.
The doctor glanced at the drunk Eight Immortal. Because of his medical skills, he looked a little unhappy. He just hindered his identity. He finally turned around and took the drunk Eight Immortal, gently scooped up a spoonful and carefully observed it. Then he placed the tip of his nose and sniffed it for a while. Then he frowned slightly, took out a silver needle from the medicine box and inserted it into the bowl.
The Princess of Dianyang rushed towards Gu Yuqing with anger on her face, waiting for the doctor to get the result.
Of course, Lu Wanjun was not sick or painful, but she added some medicine powder to this bowl of drunk Eight Immortals.
As long as the doctor finds the powder in the Eight Immortals, she can burn the fire on Gu Yuqing and burn a big fire. The so-called paper cannot cover the fire. It won’t take long for the people of Kyoto to know that Gu Yuqing from the Chinan Marquis’ Mansion poisoned their grandchildren.
If she was ready, she rolled back and forth in the belly of the Dianyang Princess. As soon as the doctor opened her mouth, she broke out.
Gu Yuqing looked at the bowl of drunk Eight Immortals coldly and said to the doctor: “How? But these drunk Eight Immortals are poisonous or unclean?”
The doctor pulled out the silver needle with his face unchanged, and it still shone with silver light and did not turn black. He said:”There is no problem for drunk Eight Immortals.”
As the doctor said, the Princess Dianyang immediately said, “Gu Yuqing, you are so brave, you actually poison us!”
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As soon as the Princess Dianyang spoke, the room was filled with needles and could be heard.
The maids who were serving one side wanted to lower their heads into the crack of the ground. Oh my God, it was so embarrassing!
The Princess of Dianyang realized that the situation was not right before she could fall into the conversation. Although she was conscious in her mind, her mouth was not as fast as her brain. This sentence was suffocated by the words she held in her throat for a long time.
The doctor looked at the Princess Dianyang in shock, “I said, this drunk Eight Immortals is fine.”