Ink Poison Umbrella, a type of poisonous fungus, was explained by Old Vine and Sang Qingxiao. The black threads were its mycelium, which remained dormant and stopped growing in low temperatures. It was the warmth of the room that had activated it.
In its mycelial state, the gas released by this poisonous fungus was merely hallucinogenic, but over time, its toxicity would gradually intensify. Especially at the moment before it matured, the gas not only drove people to madness but also caused significant harm to the human body.
The most lethal phase was when the fungus ripened. Ink Poison Umbrella would accumulate power in advance, decaying overnight. At its peak ripeness, the cap would slowly open, releasing a black liquid resembling ink from its edges. This liquid was highly toxic and possessed strong corrosive properties. If it dripped onto a person, it could dissolve flesh at an alarming speed; based on the amount of mycelium surrounding Xuande Emperor, death could come as swiftly as taking a sip of water.
Sang Qingxiao asked if these fungi, which were more commonly found in the south, had also originated from there. Old Vine denied this, stating that Ink Poison Umbrella was not exclusive to the south; it could also grow in the north, hibernating in winter and thriving in summer depending on temperature, often found in dark, damp places deep within forests.
The sour and rotten smell was indeed the scent of its toxic gas. It did not intend to harm anyone; it merely acted out of self-defense by releasing gas to drive away foragers.
Sang Qingxiao conveyed Old Vine's words to the others. Cai Zhuo, deeply concerned, reacted most strongly. He drew his sword and slashed at the bedding but then worried that Xuande Emperor might feel cold. He hurriedly found a new blanket for Sang Qingxiao to inspect. After checking it, Cai Zhuo thought for a moment and still felt uneasy; fortunately, he discarded the outer layer and kept only the inner lining.
Seeing everyone else fawning over Sang Qingxiao, Qi Xiaomian pulled her aside and whispered, "You were too reckless today. It wouldn't have cost lives in such a short time. Just bring up the issue and let Cai Gonggong handle it."
"I was just worried for you all and for everyone else," she replied. "Once I had my suspicions, I focused too much on them. In the past, when problems arose, we usually took action immediately and forgot we were in the palace."
However, Sang Qingxiao's voice was not quiet; she feigned fear and patted her chest. "You really scared me just now! If you hadn't acted, I might have died on the spot! Oh dear, that was terrifying! I think I should avoid coming to this palace in the future. And you are not allowed to invite me to Small Tavern. Did you hear that?"
Encountering an ambush from the Dragon Guard was indeed a momentary oversight, but there were still ways to protect oneself with talismans. Seeing Qi Xiaomian rush over without hesitation made Sang Qingxiao curious about how far his protective instincts would go; ultimately, she was quite satisfied with his response.
Hearing Sang Qingxiao's complaints, Cai Zhuo quickly stepped forward to apologize. She understood his concern; given what had just happened, it was easy for misunderstandings to arise.
Fortunately, Cai Zhuo had not taken action himself; he seemed hesitant and likely had not yet considered killing her. Otherwise, if Qi Xiaomian had been unable to stop him in time, it might have led to further complications.
After exchanging pleasantries and sharing a laugh to ease the tension, Cai Zhuo anxiously asked how they could eliminate the hallucinogenic toxins within His Majesty's body.
It wasn't too late to discover this; there was still a chance for recovery. However, His Majesty would need some time to regain strength and must not overexert himself.
Sang Qingxiao wrote down a Prescription. Old Vine scoffed and said he doubted whether those quack doctors could concoct anything useful.
"Regardless of what you brew," he continued, "with so many people around Xuande Emperor, someone is bound to get their hands on it. If someone tampers with your medicine again, we'll be the first ones suspected."
"It's better to give them a clear-cut prescription," he concluded. "That way there's no connection."
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