Starting in Exile: Transmigrated as the Crown Prince's Lucky Little Wife

Chapter 31 Gu Liuli Detoxifies the Empress

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please spare me! I was just momentarily bewitched!" The woman in purple was terrified, her eyes wide open, her body trembling uncontrollably, and she kept wailing for mercy.

Mu Qingling's face was ashen, a hint of coldness flashing in her beautiful eyes. She coldly looked at the maid who had once served her, her tone harsh and resolute: "Ziyi, things have come to this. If you still don't honestly confess who ordered you to poison me, don't blame me for being ruthless! You should know that this matter is of great importance. If you can confess the truth, I might be able to plead with the Emperor to spare your life. But if you remain obstinate... Hmph!" With that, she abruptly took a few steps back, deliberately widening the distance between herself and Ziyi to show her disgust and resentment towards her actions.

The Empress still harbored a sliver of pity, after all, they had once shared a bond as master and servant.

She thought to herself that as long as Ziyi could honestly reveal the person behind her, she would beg the Emperor to spare her life.

But now, seeing her so stubborn and obstinate, only concerned with shirking responsibility and claiming that she was bewitched and completely disregarded the safety of her master, the Empress was utterly disheartened.

Inside the cell, Zi Yi's fingers were clamped by a clamp. The harder the jailer used the clamp, the paler her face became, and she broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

But she gritted her teeth and refused to reveal who the mastermind was!

The atmosphere in the cell was unusually heavy and suffocating.

The emperor's face was terribly gloomy, his eyes filled with majesty and anger, and the atmosphere around him became heavy.

At this moment, Consort Chen of Xianfu Palace saw Qiangwei and immediately ordered her maid Xiaoyu to stand guard outside the door. "Xiaoyu, you go out first and stand guard outside the door. If there is any movement, just report it loudly!"

Xiaoyu straightened herself up, closed the door, and went out.

"How is Rose? Did that maid in purple finish? Did news come from the Cold Palace that Mu Qingling has been poisoned?"

Chen Yue sat in front of the vanity mirror, wearing a stunning double-layered, long, phoenix-tailed robe in a begonia red color. The collar and cuffs were trimmed with densely woven silver floral patterns, and the silver stamens were adorned with tiny pearls that shimmered in the sunlight. A pale pink belt cinched her waist, and the floor-length skirt was embroidered with intricate peony designs, the colors vibrant and rich. Every stitch and thread exuded luxury and nobility.

"Your Majesty, there's been no news from the Cold Palace. And it's eerily quiet inside. I wonder if Ziyi has been discovered by the underworld?" Rose's expression was somewhat serious.

The imperial concubine, who was applying eyebrow makeup with snail-shell ink, paused for a moment, thinking to herself, "It shouldn't be. If things were exposed, why would it be so quiet? Besides, that woman in purple has always been deeply in love with Prince Duan. Even for Prince Duan's sake, she probably wouldn't dare to betray us so easily." This imperial concubine was thinking far too simply; she completely underestimated the pain brought about by the torture in the prison.

Chen Yue was being too naive. In that dark and damp cell, poor Zi Yi could no longer endure the torture of those cruel instruments of torture. Her clothes were soaked with sweat and disheveled; her hair was also scattered on her shoulders, making her look extremely wretched.

Long unable to withstand the torture instruments in the prison, she cried out and begged for mercy, revealing the name of the mastermind on the verge of death: "It was Prince Duan and the Imperial Concubine. The poison was given by the Imperial Concubine. She told me to sprinkle the poison into the Empress's rice porridge!"

Xiao Han, his face as cold as frost and emanating a chilling aura, strode steadily into the solemn and imposing Imperial Study. The atmosphere inside was heavy. The Empress sat upright in her chair, her face slightly pale, while Xiao Jingchuan stood anxiously to the side. Both their gazes were fixed on Gu Liuli.

With a focused expression, she walked straight to the Empress and placed her slender hand on the Empress's pulse.

After a brief examination, Gu Liuli raised her head and solemnly addressed the Emperor and Xiao Jingchuan, saying, "Your Majesty, after my pulse diagnosis..."

It has been discovered that Her Majesty the Empress has had poison in her body for a full year! In my humble opinion, this poison was administered by that person in purple, and judging from the current situation...

This poison is a slow-acting poison, requiring years of accumulation to take effect. Fortunately, although it is dangerous, it is not incurable. Please rest assured, Your Majesty, your daughter-in-law will do everything in her power to cure Mother Empress!

Gu Liuli held a silver needle, quickly sterilized it by burning it over a candle flame, and then focused her gaze precisely on Mu Qingling's acupoints.

With practiced skill, she slowly inserted a silver needle into an acupoint, then gently rotated it. Without hesitation, she inserted a second silver needle into another acupoint, repeating this process repeatedly, each needle being decisive and precise.

As the silver needles were inserted one by one, small beads of sweat appeared on Mu Qingling's forehead and trickled down her cheeks.

But the toxins in her body began to rebel, and Mu Qingling's body trembled slightly as a sign: "Mother, hold on!"

As the last silver needle was inserted, Mu Qingling's breathing became rapid, as if she were battling against the toxins in her body. She bit her lip tightly with her upper teeth, determined not to lose this battle!

An hour later, Gu Liuli pulled out all the silver needles, and Mu Qingling coughed up a mouthful of black blood, filling the room with a foul stench.

At this moment, Mu Qingling's face changed from pale to rosy, and Xiao Jingchuan also breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Clearly, the Empress's health is no longer in serious condition; all that remains is to recuperate.

At this moment, the Emperor looked weary, as if he were being weighed down by a thousand-pound burden. In front of him stood the powerful Prime Minister, and behind him stood the favored Consort. These two were like two mountains blocking his way, making him feel immense pressure and helplessness.

On the other side, Mu Qingling looked at her son with great joy. She saw that his legs were completely unharmed, and there was no trace of the injury he had ever suffered.

As intelligent as she was, she instantly guessed that her daughter-in-law must possess extraordinary medical skills to cure her son's leg ailment so quickly and perfectly. Thinking of this, Mu Qingling was overjoyed and couldn't help but tightly grasp Gu Liuli's slender, delicate hands.

"Mother, you should rest well. We can talk about the rest later!" After comforting Mu Qingling, Gu Liuli noticed that Xiao Jingchuan didn't even glance at the Emperor.

Unable to bear the tense atmosphere between the father and son any longer, Eunuch Fu couldn't help but speak up, "Your Highness, this old servant dares to say a few words of justice on behalf of the Emperor!"

However, the Emperor's face darkened upon hearing this. He was about to reprimand Eunuch Fu for meddling in other people's business, but before he could speak...

Eunuch Fu spoke first, "Your Majesty, even if you are angry and execute me on the spot, I will have no regrets and will do so willingly!"