Chapter 883: Fainting
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Zhao Qinglan stood motionless, even tilting her face up as if waiting for Zhao Xuanji's slap.
Zhao Xuanji's palm was raised, but in the end, that slap never came down.
He looked at Zhao Qinglan before him and said, "Your brother's matter, your father was indeed wrong. You also cannot disobey your father because of this. Today's matter, you must do it."
"Saying this, Zhao Xuan looked at Zhao Qinglan with emotion and said: “Qinglan, now the person Father can trust most is only you. In this situation, even you are unwilling to help Father"
Zhao Qinglan looked at Zhao Xuanji before her, but instead of feeling any emotion, she felt a deep despair, even a touch of absurdity.
Growing up beside Zhao Xuanji, Zhao Qinglan knew him too well.
She knew that Zhao Xuanji's heart was made of stone.
He has lived his whole life only for fame, fortune, and power.
He's acting this way to play the family card and get her to listen to him.
It truly is something anyone can utilize.
Zhao Qinglan reached out and took the medicine. To Zhao Xuanji's delight, she said: "Isn't what you want for chaos in the capital Besides the emperor falling ill, there is another way to cause it - as Empress, I can do it too."
After speaking, Zhao Qinglan directly opened the paper bag and poured the powder into her mouth in front of Zhao Xuanji's astonished gaze.
This process, Zhao Xuanji who was right beside him, actually had time to stop it.
But his hand reached out halfway, then silently retracted.
Not until he saw Zhao Qinglan pour all the powder into his mouth and swallow it did Zhao Xuanji speak, “What is the point of this”
The medicinal powder was bitter and all in a fine powder, making Zhao Qinglan feel choked.
She did not answer Zhao Xuanji's question, but only said: "How long does it take for the medicine to take effect"
"Very soon, just a cup of tea's time." Zhao Xuanji replied.
"Then please leave, or you won't be able to explain yourself."
Zhao Qinglan finished speaking, before Zhao Xuanji could reply, she raised her voice and said: "Come here, escort the elder out of the palace."
Zhao Xuanji's mouth twitched, but by now the palace maid outside had come in, so he couldn't say anything even if he wanted to.
"I retire, Your Majesty."
With both hands clasped together in a gesture of respect, Zhao Xuanji performed a bow befitting a subject before leaving Fengxi Palace.
He still had a lot of arrangements to make, and now that his objective was achieved, he didn't really want to stay in Phoenix Fragrance Palace.
And the moment Zhao Xuanji left, Zhao Qinglan felt her breathing quicken and a cold sweat breaking out all over. She was barely able to keep standing as she called for someone to come in.
"Go to the East Palace and invite the Crown Prince."
Seeing that the maidservant was still frozen in place, Zhao Qinglan mustered her last bit of strength and reprimanded, "You were already spying on this palace for the Crown Prince. Now that the Chief Minister has just left, doesn't the Crown Prince want to know what this palace discussed with him Go now!"
That maid stammered, "My lady, your face... it looks very ill."
Zhao Qinglan was about to speak, but suddenly her vision went black and she fainted completely.
Before she slipped into unconsciousness, the last thing she heard was the terrified scream of the palace maid.
"Your Majesty!!!"
In Xizheng Hall, Li Chen, who was originally waiting to catch the mole, did not receive news of the mole's whereabouts, but instead received the sudden news that the Empress had fainted.
Upon hearing this, Li Chen sprang to his feet.
"Go to Fengxi Palace and tell Zhang Hezhi to come here at once!"
"Send all the imperial physicians from Tai Hospital to Fengxi Palace immediately! If anything happens to the Empress, this palace will personally remove their heads!"t the threshold of Taihe Hall and using his fingers to cling to it desperately, unwilling to be dragged away.After much struggle and pleading, he was reduced to tears, his official robes disheveled, h...