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  This voice is old and low, with a strong sense of depression, somewhat like the desolation of a heroic life in its twilight years.

  Pei Xiang was born into wealth and luxury, grew up in a life of glory and splendor, and had a smooth sailing life. Before the age of 40, he had already reached the pinnacle of power as a minister, becoming the most powerful man under the emperor and above all others in the Zhou dynasty. In his youth, he had fought on the battlefields to quell the rebellion of the barbarians, and had also secretly supported the weakest prince to ascend to the throne with an effortless wave of his hand, turning the tide of events without making a sound. What kind of carefree and self-satisfied person should he have been?

  Even when facing death, it still appears so flustered and at a loss.

  The man in yellow robes didn't say much, using a red thread to take his pulse instead. His eyebrows gradually furrowed into a dead knot, and after a long time, he pursed his lips and said, "The poison is coming on fiercely, it has already penetrated the five organs and six viscera. If you were young and strong, I could try using my blood leech to draw out the toxic blood. But at your age, even if we managed to remove the poison, you would still lose your life."

  She shook her head, her eyes frank and direct, "My skills are too shallow, I won't be able to save him."

  Ming Xuan involuntarily turned his face to look at Pei Jingchen, the heavy brocade curtains on the window frame were solemn and dignified, allowing only a faint light to shine in, illuminating his exquisite face. His eyes were slightly cast down, and his long, curled eyelashes seemed like a beaded curtain tightly covering his emotions, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

  However, he painstakingly invited Huang Yi to the Town National Duke's Mansion, and in his heart, he had already taken into account this slightly thin kinship. Now that he knew Pei Xiang was indeed not long for this world, and that medicine could not save him, even if he didn't necessarily feel sad, there would still be a few parts of loss and grief.

  She gently placed her hand on his shoulder, but her eyes turned to Huang Yi, "Isn't there any way at all?"

  Huang Yi shook his head, "It's already come to this point, whether we save him or not, it doesn't make a difference anymore."

  She seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned her head towards Pei Xiang, "Is there still something that hasn't been made clear? I don't know if a month's time is enough. I do have a method that can temporarily suppress the poison, but even with a strong bow, it can only be delayed for another month at most."

  Pae Sang's eyes moved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Alright, one month is enough."

  He let out a long sigh, "From this moment on, Miss Huang is my esteemed guest. Whatever she needs, just say it and the Pei family will do its best to accommodate her. If anyone dares to offend her, I will severely punish them without mercy."

  Birth, aging, illness and death, she had seen many yellow robes, so she didn't think there was anything to be sad about. Her smile was bright and radiant, "Good."

  She took out a wooden box from her bosom, picked out a bright red little insect, and put it into an empty cup on the side table. She lightly cut open her finger with a small knife, dripped blood into the cup until the bright red color completely wrapped around the insect. Only then did she raise her finger to her mouth and sucked on it as she said, "Add three ounces of lukewarm liquor, mix well and drink it down, using it as a medicine guide."

  Bai Xiang was slightly taken aback, but immediately let his attendants do as they were told and raised the cup to drink it in one gulp without any guard. The taste of this thing was obviously not very good, causing his eyebrows to wrinkle involuntarily.

  The man in yellow laughed and applauded, "Trust me, this is great."

  She likes straightforward people. Once heard that the Central Plains people are particularly timid and afraid of trouble, the higher the position, the more suspicious and fearful of death. The small red insect she took out was a young red scorpion, which is highly toxic and deadly, and those who know the inside story would not dare to touch it casually. But just because of this strange method, I'm afraid there are not many people who don't know the situation and are willing to drink it down without asking a single question.

  Pei Xiang smiled wryly, "If you don't trust someone, don't use them. Since I've asked Miss Huang to treat my poisoning, I've already entrusted her with my life and everything else. What's there not to believe? Besides, the Miao family has always been unconventional and different from ordinary people. As a matter of fact, I've also had dealings with them before."

  If he still had any doubts, what was unclear after seeing these poisonous insects? The Miss Huang brought back by Pei Jingchen and Ming Xuan is a Miao girl from Lin Nan. She is best at making poison and using poison. Those who can use poison must also be masters of detoxification. He won't live for many days anyway, so even if he treats a dead horse as if it were alive, what's there to suspect?

  The man in yellow clothes smiled and said, "You've got a good eye for things, don't worry. The little red bug you drank earlier is called the Infant Red Scorpion. Although it's one of the most poisonous creatures under heaven, compared to what's on your body, it's far from being that overbearing. It will slowly enter your heart and lungs through your blood vessels, entangling itself with the original poison until your five organs fail. And next, we need to think of a way to increase Xiao Hong's vitality, so that it has the energy to entangle with the evil poison for a longer time."

  She dictated the prescription, had her attendant take note of it, and then said, "Take one small cup twice a day, morning and evening. Don't skip any dose, but also don't drink too much. Too little is not enough, and too much will cause trouble if the poison of the red scorpion overpowers the original."

  Bai Xiang sincerely thanked her, "Cheng Zhi De, I will never forget your kindness. If Miss Huang has any wishes that she wants to fulfill and it is within my power, please don't hesitate to ask, I will definitely find a way to make it happen."

  "Huang Yi thought for a moment and said, 'For the time being, there's nothing in particular that I want. Don't worry, I'll definitely think of something while I'm still alive. My body is weak and it's not good to overexert myself. After taking the medicine, I should rest. For the next few days, I advise you to stay at home and not go out. It's cold outside and we can't afford to catch a chill and make my condition worse.'"

  She frowned and said, "Also, go call someone to remove all the potted landscapes from that flower hall just now."

  Ming Xuan exclaimed in surprise, "What's wrong with those potted landscapes?"

  The man in yellow nodded solemnly, "At first glance, those potted plants seem fine, but have you noticed that almost every pot has some brownish-green moss growing at the bottom? That's not ordinary moss, it emits a faint grassy scent, very subtle, if you're not paying attention, you won't notice. The smell doesn't seem to harm people with strong bodies, but for those who are already weak, the smell can make them even worse."

  She slightly curled the corners of her mouth, "Now it's winter, our family is wealthy and prosperous, the charcoal fire heats up the house to a warm and cozy temperature, but little does she know, this will only hasten the spread of the smell into every person's nose and mouth."

  "It's as if he was extremely puzzled, Huang Yi muttered, 'This must be the work of someone who is very familiar with poison, and that person is in our household.'"

  Ming Xuan listened and then hastily pulled at the sleeve of her yellow robe, indicating that she should stop speaking.

  Although these words are true, the people of Zhou Dynasty all believe that family shame should not be made public. She is convinced that Pei Xiang knows who the poisoner is, but knowing it herself is one thing, and letting an outsider with no connection to the case say it out loud is another matter altogether. She doesn't want to bring trouble to Huang Yi with good intentions, so she immediately wants to stop Huang Yi from continuing.

  Bae Sang did not receive the yellow shirt.

  His eyes were slightly dim, deep and profound like stars on a cold night, but his heart was as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

  Last month, when he felt that his body was not quite right, he originally thought it was just a temporary cold. Over sixty years old, he had already reached the age of retirement, even if he had been a brave warrior in the past, but Lian Po was old and could not disobey fate. He couldn't help but feel some emotions in his heart, yet from start to finish, he never linked his physical discomfort with poisoning. He was a very cautious person, and if it weren't for him still having a glimmer of hope for that person back then, Chang Sun wouldn't have ended up in such a terrible situation.

  It was just a common cold, and it would have gone away in a few days. But after taking several doses of medicine, the dizziness and runny nose did disappear, yet his body grew weaker by the day. If not for Dr. Sun's expert acupuncture treatment, he would have collapsed long ago. How could he possibly appear at the family banquet looking like this, without giving the Pei family a severe shock that would leave them reeling?

  The medical profession has its own specialization, and although Sun Taizhen is a national expert, he is not particularly skilled in dealing with these evil and sinister poisons. He cannot solve such insidious poison, and can't even explain the origin of this thing clearly. It's not that he hasn't thought about going to Baiyun An to ask for help from Yu Zhen Shitai, but the misunderstanding between Yu Zhen Shitai and Pei Xiang is too deep. After all, she is a member of the royal family, and if she doesn't want to do something, even someone as powerful as Pei Xiang can't make demands on her.

  Bai Xiang didn't fear death, having fought on the battlefield and shed hot blood, he had lived to nearly seventy years old, and actually looked at life and death very openly, but he still had things that he couldn't let go of.

  The Zhen Guo Gong Fu family is large and prosperous, with the five sons of the Pei family being extremely clever and formidable, except for the eldest. However, the prosperity of a family often relies on the talents of its descendants, but sometimes it can also be ruined by this very point. The Pei family had previously been too deeply involved in court affairs, and now that he wants to withdraw and leave to preserve their long-term glory, it may already be too late. His several sons are at the center of politics, each holding high positions and grasping countless powers.

  He had a plan in his heart, which was to make the family of Pei retreat from the center of the political whirlpool safely. However, this is a big project and cannot be done within three to five days. Now he has just started and there are still many things that have not been arranged properly. If he dies suddenly at this time, the emperor and his political enemies will no longer have any scruples, and his several sons are not of one mind, then the Pei family will inevitably suffer a disaster.

  He is not afraid of death, but he cannot die now.

  External worries have not been eliminated, and there are still family thieves who cannot be prevented. The person used such a ruthless poison to kill him, it can be seen that he has already reached the point where he can no longer tolerate him. What is the relationship between flesh and blood in that person's eyes? He didn't dare think about it. And what he dared not imagine even more was that after his death, that person would have nothing to worry about, and what kind of scene the Pei family would be like at that time. He didn't dare think about it, it was something he couldn't bear.

  Bai Xiang thought of this, and the expression on his face became even more solemn and sorrowful. He weakly waved his hand, "I'm a bit tired, so I won't keep you waiting any longer. Zhen, take good care of Miss Huang for me."

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