Relying on Insults: My Time as Chancellor in Ancient Times 11: Desert Secret Letter
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"Imperial Sister!" The Crown Prince immediately stood up, concern etched on his face. "Call the imperial physician! Hurry!" 0
 
The princess's complexion had shifted from pale to a sickly green, her body swaying precariously. Lin Xiaofan rushed forward to support her. "Princess!" 0
 
At the moment his hand touched her left ear, a warning suddenly popped up in the system: 0
[Detected nerve damage! Severity: Severe! Cause: Long-term chronic poisoning!] 0
[Repair possible, requires 500 S-level Fury Points!] 0
 
Lin Xiaofan's heart sank—who would poison the princess? And for such a long time? 0
 
"Step aside!" The Crown Prince roughly pushed Lin Xiaofan away and personally supported the princess. "Imperial physician, quickly check on Imperial Sister!" 0
 
Under the Crown Prince's commanding gaze, the physician retrieved a bottle of dark red medicinal wine from his medicine box. "The princess's old ailment has flared up; she must take the medicine immediately." 0
 
Lin Xiaofan keenly noticed that as the physician poured the medicine, his little finger subtly flicked at the bottle's mouth—he was adding something! 0
 
"Wait!" Lin Xiaofan suddenly called out loudly. "The princess has always been frail; taking medicine hastily could be unwise. Why not let me see the prescription first?" 0
 
A cold glint flashed in the Crown Prince's eyes. "Are you questioning the physician's skills, Lin Aiqing?" 0
 
"I wouldn't dare." Lin Xiaofan replied with calm dignity. "It's just that my late father studied the princess's pulse and left behind a few prescriptions..." 0
 
Before he could finish speaking, Princess Ning An suddenly grasped his wrist and, using the cover of her sleeve, slipped a note into his palm. Weakly, she spoke, "Brother... I want to return to the palace..." 0
 
A flicker of displeasure crossed the Crown Prince's face, but he nodded in agreement. "Someone, escort the princess back to the palace to rest." 0
 
Taking advantage of everyone's focus on the princess, Lin Xiaofan quickly glanced at the note—it contained sketches of several strange spice formulas, along with annotations for dosage and timing. 0
 
"Lin Gongzi seems quite concerned about Imperial Sister," Liu Rushuang had somehow appeared beside him, her red lips curling slightly. "Could it be…" 0
 
"The Crown Princess is joking," Lin Xiaofan stepped back slightly. "I merely..." 0
 
"Enough!" The Crown Prince suddenly interrupted sharply. "Someone! Escort Lin Gongzi out of the palace!" 0
 
Several guards immediately surrounded him. Huo Qubing reached for his sword but was held back by Zhuge Liang. 0
 
"My Lord..." Huo Qubing whispered. 0
 
"It's fine." Lin Xiaofan signaled with his eyes. "Let's go." 0
 
Back at his residence, Lin Xiaofan immediately unfolded the note. "System, analyze this spice formula." 0
 
[Scanning... Component analysis: Rosemary, Mandrake flower, Western bitter wormwood...] 0
 
 
"Indeed!" Lin Xiaofan slammed the table. "The princess is telling me that the Crown Prince is using Moro Cult's methods to control the court officials!" 0
 
Zhuge Liang pondered for a moment. "Then the princess's ear ailment..." 0
 
"Is due to long-term poisoning," Lin Xiaofan replied gravely. "The system detected damage to her left ear nerves, likely from some chronic poison." 0
 
Huo Qubing suddenly spoke up, "What about that bottle of medicinal wine? If the Crown Prince intends to poison the princess, why increase the dosage today?" 0
 
Lin Xiaofan was taken aback. "You're right... If the princess is already poisoned, then why..." 0
 
He suddenly remembered something and took out a small porcelain vial from his sleeve—this was a sample of the 'medicinal wine' he had discreetly taken from the imperial physician's medicine box when the princess fainted. 0
 
"System, scan this." 0
 
[Analyzing... Ingredients: Sophora flavescens, Coptis chinensis, Honeysuckle...] 0
 
[Conclusion: This medicinal wine is an antidote that can neutralize neurotoxins!] 0
 
 
 
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