Tragic death and rebirth, married to the abstinent uncle and was spoiled crazy

Lian Qiao hesitated for a while and then slowly said, "It's poison."

Lin Tingwan narrowed his eyes and looked at her steadily, "What kind of poison?"

The poison was so powerful that it actually made a person who was loyal to her become unfaithful.

Lian Qiao lowered her head and was silent for a long time before she slowly spoke, "I don't know what kind of poison it is, it's a bug that got into my body. I feel extremely itchy every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month."

As she spoke, she looked at Lin Tingwan with tears in her eyes and said, "Miss, it's my fault. I couldn't bear the piercing pain. Please forgive me."

Lin Tingwan quickly realized that this thing was a Gu.

"Why didn't you tell me when I asked you before, or why didn't you tell me when you were poisoned?"

Lian Qiao shook her head with difficulty and said, "It's not that I haven't thought about telling you, but every time I want to say it, it hurts so much. I don't know what I will suffer if I say it out loud. I am just too timid."

At this time, Lin Tingwan understood Lian Qiao's difficulties and nodded, "It's not your fault. Just tell me. You have suffered a lot these days. When His Royal Highness comes back, I will go to him and ask him about it clearly."

Lian Qiao nodded and said, "Thank you, Miss."

"Oh, right." Lin Tingwan suddenly remembered and asked slowly, "Since it hurts so much to mention this, why did you tell me today?"

"Before he left, His Royal Highness the Prince told me that he could tell you everything. I wonder if it was because of this reason."

Hearing this, Lin Tingwan was silent for a long time, then nodded and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's go down first."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lian Qiao retreated quickly, but Lin Tingwan's mind was full of thoughts. If this Gu was really as magical as she said, then who knows if she could use it.

So what did Pei Jinan mean by telling her this?

There were so many twists and turns and things here that Lin Tingwan couldn't figure out.

After a while, Yuzhu came in with some warm soup. Lin Tingwan took it and drank a few sips before putting it down.

Yuzhu gently consoled her, "Miss, drink a few more sips. This soup has been simmered for a long time. There are some ginger slices in it, but they are all for dispelling the cold. Drinking it will be good for you."

Lin Tingwan knew that what Yuzhu said made sense. Even though she hated the taste of ginger slices from the bottom of her heart, she still picked it up and took several big gulps.

After drinking, Lin Tingwan nodded and said, "Okay, you can leave first."

She didn't notice at all that Yuzhu was hesitant to speak. The latter paused, didn't say anything more, picked up the bowl and left.

Lin Tingwan sat there for a long time with her head tilted, her mind full of what Lian Qiao had just said, and the lingering poison lingered in her mind.

……

The sound of horse hooves could be clearly heard in the winter streets and alleys. A cold wind blew with falling snow, and a horse-drawn carriage was driving in the snow.

The people in the carriage kept warm in thick fur coats, and the horses were also wrapped tightly, with only their noses and eyes exposed.

The wheels rolled over the snow, making a crisp sound, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be covered with a layer of white gauze curtain.

Rows of trees were bent by the snow, and thick snow piled on the houses, as if they were wrapped in a big cotton-padded jacket.

The lanterns hanging on the shop fronts on both sides of the street were also covered with white snow. The carriage moved slowly and gradually went away, leaving only a small black dot in the snow that kept shrinking and finally disappeared from sight.

Qingyu frowned after feeling Pei Jinan's pulse and said with a worried look, "Master, your body is not suitable for long journeys now. It would be better to find an inn to rest for a few days."

Hearing this, Pei Jinan shook his head and said, "No, the situation in Beixiang is serious now, and we don't have that much time."

"But master..." Qingyu opened her mouth and wanted to say something else.

But Pei Jinan interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "Okay, there is no need to discuss this matter anymore." After saying that, he coughed lightly twice.

Qingyu's face was full of worry, but he didn't say anything at this moment. After getting out of the carriage, he jumped on the horse and guarded both sides of the carriage with Qingli.

From time to time, two coughs were heard in the carriage, which made the two men worried, but they did not dare to say anything. No one could change what Prince Gong decided.

He has always been a man of his word.

But the two of them couldn't help but hesitate and were still worried in their hearts. They had no choice but to pay more careful attention to the situation in the carriage.

……

In the capital city.

Pei Yanli wanted to go in to visit Pei Jinan, but was stopped by the imperial physician.

He looked puzzled and asked, "Why can't I go in?"

Several imperial doctors lowered their heads in an unnatural manner, "It is the order of His Majesty. Please do not embarrass us, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Pei Yanli frowned slightly.

Soon, several servants came out in an orderly manner. They all wore veils on their heads and carried buckets in their hands. No one knew what was in the buckets.

Pei Yanli looked back again and saw that the windows and doors were closed and he couldn't see the real situation inside.

But thinking about all this and the hesitation of the imperial doctors, who didn't know how to start, he seemed to know what illness Pei Jinan had.

"Follow me." These words were said to the leading imperial physician.

The man was helpless, but he dared not disobey the Crown Prince's order and quickly followed Pei Yanli's steps.

He stopped when he reached a secluded place.

"His Royal Highness—"

"Has the Emperor's uncle contracted a contagious disease?" He narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with an irresistible inquiry.

"This..." The imperial physician didn't know how to start for a moment, "Please don't ask, Your Highness. His Majesty has ordered that none of us should mention this matter."

Pei Yanli nodded slightly, waved his hand and said, "Go back, and make sure to treat the emperor's uncle well."

"Yes——" The imperial physician trotted away, wiping the sweat from his forehead from time to time.

It’s like this when talking to smart people. Some things don’t need to be said too clearly. Just a few brief mentions and they’ll understand what they mean.

Pei Jin'an's illness must not be serious, otherwise he would not be able to stay in the capital.

Suddenly, an idea occurred to him. The possibility of chickenpox was very high, but who could have infected him?

Soon the butler came over. He looked calm and composed. When he saw Pei Yanli, he first bowed and then said respectfully, "Your Highness, His Majesty has ordered that Prince Gong's mansion does not allow guests to stay. You'd better leave quickly."

Now Pei Yanli was even more certain of his guess. He nodded, turned around and left after a while.

"How long has the emperor's uncle been ill?"

The butler slowly spoke, "Prince Gong had just developed a high fever the night before we reported this to His Majesty."

Hearing this, Pei Yanli nodded slowly.