The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chapter 1877 The Young Couple is the Culprit

Big Eyes sat on the bed in a huddled, tiny pile, looking even smaller. Although he could sit up, it was a struggle; to put it bluntly, he was afraid of the doctor.

Yu Hua patted Da Yan's head. "He's really not hot. It shouldn't be the gastroenteritis Shang tide mentioned. But the child vomited up all the food in his stomach. He seems much better now. He's more energetic. Quick, get him a glass of water. Drinking some water might make him fine!"

Yu Hua's words made Da Yan very grateful. He was conflicted, afraid of dying from illness, yet also afraid of seeing a doctor. So when the water was offered to him, he gulped down a large glass. After drinking it, he wiped his mouth and felt completely refreshed.

"See, I told you that once the person vomits out, everything will be fine!" As soon as Yu Hua said this, everyone in the room felt relieved.

However, the doctor was still summoned by the servants of the Prince's mansion.

Big Eyes was afraid of doctors, but seeing the cold-faced prince, he obediently extended his hand. The doctor was an old man who was said to have been treating patients for decades. As soon as the doctor placed his hand on Big Eyes' wrist, he had the answer: "You ate the wrong thing. It's food poisoning!"

Big Eyes still had the strength to argue, and his tongue was quick as a bee, "Impossible, the food I ate tonight was made by my princess!"

Shuanzi also said, "That can't be right! Mitun, Dayan, and I ate together, and the food was the same! If we were poisoned, all three of us should have been poisoned!" Yes, we ate the same food, so it's really hard to believe that only Dayan was poisoned!

Although Big Eyes was usually outstanding and strong-willed, often making things worse than helping, everyone still sympathized with him and pitied him when they saw him so ill. The servants were naturally empathetic; after all, they were of the same social class, and no one would stand idly by if someone was seriously ill. Sure enough, lights were lit in every room of the servants' courtyard, and everyone waited there until the doctor arrived and the results were announced.

The kitchen staff reacted the most strongly to the news of food poisoning. The doorway and windows of Da Yan's room were crowded with people. The rice bin in the kitchen stood outside the window, their heads constantly peeking in. Upon hearing about the food poisoning, his legs initially went weak, but he quickly regained his composure. He trusted that the food prepared in their kitchen was safe; after all, they were preparing a banquet for the Emperor that night, so they were being extremely careful. He continued Xiao Shuanzi's words, "Your Highness and Your Highness, we did indeed eat the same thing. I steamed the rice, and the two fish dishes were personally stewed by Your Highness. However, I don't know if Da Yan ate anything else in the kitchen. Foods are also subject to mutual restraint!"

Yu Hua was in the kitchen the whole time. She didn't know if anyone had given Da Yan any food, but she did: "I did give Da Yan a fried yellow flower, just one, and it wasn't very big. But I tasted the yellow flower. You see, I'm fine, so it shouldn't be a fried yellow flower."

At this moment, Cheng Feng's face turned pale: "It's over!"

Yu Hua asked, "What do you mean it's over? Big Eyes is fine now, isn't he?"

Cheng Feng said, "Big Eyes ate the chicken stew with mushrooms! I gave it to him!"

That's right, Da Yan was staring intently at the plate of chicken and mushrooms. Cheng Feng gave him three pieces when he saw that he was craving it. But it was just three pieces of chicken, and Da Yan started foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes. What about the other people who ate this dish?

Big Eyes was quick-witted. Before Shang tide could react, Big Eyes said, "I knew those mushrooms looked too fresh; they didn't seem edible!"

Big Eyes' words were a revelation to Shang tide. Big Eyes had said that the mushrooms were so fresh they didn't look like they were edible. Shang Xi was in a hurry to go into the kitchen to cook, so she automatically took Big Eyes' words to mean that the mushrooms were picked by an old farmer from the mountains the day before and were very fresh. As for what Big Eyes said after that, Shang tide didn't pay much attention to it. But now that she thought about it, the mushrooms were indeed too brightly colored, unlike the grass mushrooms and hazel mushrooms she usually ate.

Cheng Feng hurriedly walked out, ordering his servants as he went, "Xiao Shuanzi, prepare the carriage."

Shang tide's head was already buzzing, and she turned around and followed Cheng Feng out.

Inside the carriage, Shang tide burst into tears, "What if that mushroom is poisonous? Wouldn't my uncle be in trouble?"

"Don't panic, Big Eyes is alright, isn't he?"

How could Shang tide not panic! She made that chicken and mushroom stew herself; she had so many heads! She tugged at Cheng Feng's sleeve, "I also served Uncle a bowl of mushroom soup! Did Uncle drink it all?"

Cheng Feng's mind was just as chaotic as Shang tide's, and his heart was also in a panic. He diligently placed the two dishes that Shang Xi had made in front of the Emperor, and even personally directed the Emperor to drink half a bowl of mushroom soup. Once the food was in his stomach, it was too late to say anything!

Cheng Feng barely managed to remain calm. "The soup bowl was very small. Even if you drank the whole bowl, there wouldn't be much left. Uncle is a lucky man, he'll be fine!"

Shang tide found no comfort in Cheng Feng's words. If it was poison, would one drink the whole bowl? It's not uncommon for someone to die from a single sip.

The carriage sped along, but the people inside still felt it was terribly slow, urging it on every now and then. Just as Cheng Feng and Shang Xi were getting impatient, the carriage finally stopped at the palace gate, where palace servants were already waiting for them. "Your Highness and Your Highness, how did you get here so quickly?"

Cheng Feng and Shang tide immediately understood, "How is the Emperor?"

"Your Highness and Your Highness's Consort, please go and see!" The palace servant shook his head, looking as if he dared not say another word.

Before they entered the palace, someone had already been sent to the Prince Pang's residence to deliver a message. Cheng Feng and Shang tide left first and missed it.

It was already past midnight, and the gloomy night made the palace appear even more solemn.

The solemn and imposing Hall of Mental Cultivation was heavily guarded outside, while the interior was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

Inside Wan Lianxing's bedchamber, four or five doctors with serious expressions were deliberating on a prescription. There were so many doctors outside the bedchamber that no one had time to count them.

After being informed, Cheng Feng and Shang tide hurriedly followed the palace servants to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. When they entered, the old steward was pacing anxiously. Upon seeing Cheng Feng and Shang tide, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Your Highness and Your Highness, you've finally arrived! Please go and see the Emperor!"

Coupled with the old housekeeper's words, Shang tide's legs went weak and she almost couldn't walk.

The room was filled with a strong sandalwood scent, which masked the original smell of the room. But if you smelled carefully, you could still detect a strange smell, the smell of vomit after drinking too much, and... there was also a hint of vinegar in it.

Zhong Siyu was attentively serving the emperor in front of the bed. He had clearly been crying, as his eyes were red.

Wan Lianxing lay on the bed, his face ashen, his breathing weak, his eyes tightly closed, lifeless, like a terminally ill person.

At this moment, Wan Lianxing was no longer the handsome and dashing figure he once was. He looked like someone who was about to die. Anyone who saw him would feel their heart sink. Cheng Feng and Shang tide were even more so; the two of them were the culprits!