C128

Returning to the palace, Wen Yi's last few words echoed in her mind: I want you dead. Only if you die, will I be able to rule over the Duke, and Chen Yuzhu as well. She isn't sick, I was the one who poisoned her, and this poison, without the antidote, no matter how skilled you are in medicine, I'll give you three to five years to find out what poison it is. However, that woman didn't have three to five years of life left, and she was given three to five more days!

These few words kept on stirring up Wen Yi's brain, she knew that Yang Luofan wanted to give her some information. Chen Yuzhu was poisoned? And it was only three to five days from the time of the poison's death? Could that be what she meant? Was there any meaning in saying that she wanted to dominate the emperor? There had to be. She wouldn't say this for no reason.

Actually, Wen Yi had already thought of this before, that Yang Luofan would say these words to her in his capacity as Ke Er. Since Ke Er was present, she could not say it directly. She had a weakness in Ke Er's hands, so she was afraid of Ke Er, so she did not dare speak in front of him. Was Ke Er trying to monopolize Song Yunqian and kill the woman beside Song Yunqian? When he was poisoned, he had already suspected that it was Ke Er who poisoned him. However, Chen Yuzhu's symptoms did not seem to be due to poison. She had used her needles to check, there was no poison in her blood. If a person was poisoned, the poison would definitely seep into the blood and then circulate through the blood vessels in every organ of the body. However, there was no poison in her blood.

If Yang Luofan's words were really her guess, then, in other words, Chen Yuzhu only had a few days of life left.

Although she was not sure if Chen Yuzhu was poisoned, she did not dare take the risk and gave the last antidote pill to Chen Yuzhu to eat. If she was poisoned, this medicine could cure the poison in her body.

However, Chen Yuzhu's condition did not improve. In other words, she was not poisoned. The next day, she still vomited blood. Furthermore, she vomited even more than the last time. After vomiting blood, her entire body collapsed. Her eyes were closed, and she was barely able to breathe.

Wen Yi was completely out of options. She ordered Thousand Mountains to find Zhuge Ming to enter the palace, and the two discussed Chen Yuzhu's condition for a while, and neither of them came to a conclusion. Wen Yi had practiced medicine in the ancient times for a long time and relied on the acupuncture of gold to treat countless people. In the Cantonese, she was a famous genius doctor with golden needles and could even save a patient who was left with only one breath of life.

In modern times, she also encountered many incurable diseases. Every time she faced the loss of life, she would feel pain. And this time was even worse, because the Chen Yuzhu lying on the bed was his wife, the sister of the person who had saved his life. Furthermore, she felt ashamed of Chen Yuzhu, because even though she held the title of Princess Ning'an, in his heart, the one she carried was herself.

Zhuge Ming knew the unhappiness in her heart and comforted her: "You already did your best, so there's no need to blame yourself. Besides, you don't owe her anything. After being together with her for a while, Zhuge Ming had more or less understood her thoughts.

Wen Yi forced out a smile, "Although she said that, I still owe her in the end."

Zhuge Ming sighed, and said: "If all of you had ignored everything and left the capital back then, the situation today would not have occurred!"

Wen Yi looked at Zhuge Ming and said, "You sound like it is, but it is extremely difficult to do. Even if we did escape, would sacrificing so many people bring us happiness? "It's going to be tough, but I'm sure it's going to be all right."

"I am relieved that you can be so optimistic. Now that you are in the palace, no matter what happens, we will not be able to help you. Going into the palace is not an easy matter." Zhuge Ming was depressed and unhappy. In the past few days, he had not had a single day of comfort. He had failed his good friend, failed his conscience, and every day was like walking dead, he could only rely on his work to numb himself.

Wen Yi also knew that he was suffering greatly, hence she consoled: "Since I chose to enter the palace at first, after careful consideration, and confident that I have enough power to protect myself, you don't have to worry about me. Instead, outside the palace, you have to help me with modesty; his situation is even more dangerous than mine."

Zhuge Ming's gaze dimmed as he looked her straight in the eye, "As matters stand, you still have to worry about him!"

Wen Yi did not speak further, she only looked down at the golden needles on the table. She had relied on the golden needles to save many people's lives, but this time, she truly felt powerless.

Chen Yuzhu's situation became worse. At the beginning, she could still feed her some rice soup, but gradually, she was unable to eat anything at all.

On this night, the sky began to drizzle. At midnight, the rain gradually intensified, accompanied by the sound of thunder and lightning. It was as if the sky was being torn apart, and the drizzle suddenly turned into a downpour.

Chen Yuzhu had been unable to sleep ever since Hai Sheng, hence she accompanied her at her side, constantly observing her condition.

When it was ugly, Chen Yuzhu seemed to have suddenly become spirited. She leaned her ear to hear the sound of rain outside and softly called out, "Dr. Wen!"

Wen Yi sat beside her, deep in thought. Hearing Chen Yuzhu's shout, she raised her head, made a sound, and held her hand: "I'm here!"

Dan Xue and Xiao Lan, who accompanied the night, were also by his side. The two of them came over and asked, "Princess, are you awake?"

Chen Yuzhu's eyes lit up a little as she said to Dan Xue and Xiao Lan, "I'm a little hungry. Go and cook a bowl of millet porridge for me."

When Dan Xue and Xiao Lan heard this, they were overjoyed. These few days, they really wanted her to eat something, but every time she fed the soup, she would shake her head unconsciously. Now that she took the initiative to ask for food, it seemed that the situation had started to improve.

The two answered and then left in a hurry.

Chen Yuzhu looked at the two's backs, and after a long while, she did not retract her gaze, and her eyes were filled with grief.

Wen Yi understood what was going on. She was indescribably sad in her heart as she tightly held her hand, as if holding her hand so that Chen Yuzhu would not die.

Chen Yuzhu retracted her gaze, stared at Wen Yi, and asked softly: "Dr. Wen, I'm afraid that won't do, I will entrust this duke to you, you take good care of him!"

Wen Yi's eyes were immediately covered by a layer of tears, and she asked in a low voice: "What rubbish are you talking about? You'll be fine. "

Chen Yuzhu shook her head, and with a bright and beautiful smile on her face, she said: "I know my body well. I can't take it anymore, I purposely pushed the two of them away because I have something I want to say to Dr. Wen."

Wen Yi stared fixedly at Chen Yuzhu, and said with distress: "My medical skills are not good, but I still haven't diagnosed what disease you have contracted."

Chen Yuzhu held her hand and said, "No, it has nothing to do with you. Listen to me, I know that the Prince likes you, he has been sad for a long time because of the death of the Princess, and now I cannot stay by his side to comfort him, I want to entrust the Prince to you, Dr. Wen, I know that you also like the Prince, don't you? "The reason you entered the palace was to save the prince. I know, I know …"

Wen Yi wanted to explain herself, but Chen Yuzhu held her hand and said: "Listen to me, I don't mind at all, I really don't mind at all. On the contrary, I am happy, because I know that the two of you will definitely be together again.

Wen Yi's eyes became moist. She said: "Don't say these words. Rest well, you'll be fine."

Chen Yuzhu softly sighed, and asked in a daze: "I wonder if souls truly exist in this world? Would there be another destination after death? I really hope there is. That way, I can continue to stay by his side and protect him. "

Wen Yi felt very sad. Soul? This world did have her. She was a strand of her soul, but she was luckier than others and had the chance to be reborn. Just that, what would happen after Chen Yuzhu died? She did not know, and could not answer.

When the congee was served up, Chen Yuzhu ate a few mouthfuls before her face started to turn pale again. She lay on the bed, her breathing sluggish, and the light in her eyes began to dissipate.

Chen Yuzhu had been sent out of the palace overnight. On a rainy night, lightning tore apart the sky and thunder rumbled beside her ears.

Qian Shan personally left the palace to ask Song Yunqian to come pick him up, so Wen Yi leaned on the door and watched Song Yunqian carry Chen Yuzhu onto the carriage and leave amidst the pitch-black rainy night.

The news of Chen Yuzhu's death spread into the palace at noon on the second day. Although Wen Yi was already mentally prepared, she still cried the moment she heard the news.

The rain continued to fall for three consecutive days. The heavens seemed to pity the beauty of her fate. During these three days, the rain did not stop for a single moment.

After Chen Yuzhu's funeral, Song Yunqian had secretly entered the palace once. He seemed very dispirited and depressed, although he had never deeply loved Chen Yuzhu, but Chen Yuzhu's face that was extremely similar to Yang Luoyi's, made him think of the day Wen Yi had died, the kind of pain that caused her bones to be corroded.

He hugged Wen Yi tightly in the Caiwei Palace, as if he was afraid that if he let go, the one who would fall asleep underground would be Wen Yi.

After Chen Yuzhu died, Ke Er also left the palace, she said that she was worried about Song Yunqian, and wanted to accompany him outside.

When she was about to leave the palace, Wen Yi said to her with an empty expression: "Ke Er, there are many things in the world that we cannot obtain by hard work or by any means."

Ke Er smiled and said to Wen Yi, "Yes, hard work may not work. It's just that if you don't work hard, you definitely won't get it." After a pause, she spoke with a hint of coldness, "However, there are always some lucky people in this world who don't need to put in any effort to get what they have been looking for all their lives. God, sometimes it's really very unfair."

"Chen Yuzhu is dead. You seem to be very happy!" Wen Yi stared at her.

Ke Er gave a Tantai smile, "You're overthinking things. I'm not very happy!" She looked at Wen Yi, and said: "However, I am not sad, because this is her fate!"

With that, she left the palace.

Wen Yi stared at Ke Er's back, a cold light flashed past her eyes, and she said in a barely audible voice: "Ke Er, you better not let me find evidence that you harmed Chen Yuzhu, or else, I will make you unable to smile anymore!"

The reason she was so uncertain was because she was not sure that Chen Yuzhu had been poisoned, because even though Chen Yuzhu had consumed the antidote pill, it had no effect on him. However, she had heard Zhuge Ming say before that Ke Er was an expert in the use of poisons, and the antidote pill might not be able to cure all the poisons in the world.

On the night of Chen Yuzhu's seventh time, a person charged into Wen Yi's palace.