One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Just as Ling Qiong entered the study, A Zhuo rushed over in a hurry.

"My lord, my lord, something happened to Mr. Feng!"

"Huh?" Isn't this period of time good? No one bothered him, so what could happen? You can't run away again, can you?

"Young Master Feng suddenly fell into a coma."

…

Feng Lingshu was fine after breakfast, and A Zhuo even accompanied him around the yard.

After that, Feng Lingshu went back to the study to read.

Who knew that he just went out for a trip, and when he came back, he saw Feng Lingshu lying on the ground.

Ling Qiong stood in the room, watching the doctor check Feng Lingshu's pulse.

A Zhuo beside him was sweating profusely, more disturbed than Ling Qiong.

The doctor put Feng Lingshu's hands back under the quilt, stood up, bowed and saluted: "My lord, this is a symptom of poisoning, my lord."

"Poisoned? What kind of poison?"

Doctor: "It's not a strange poison. It's a poison called red scorpion. The poisoned person will fall into a short-term coma and then have hallucinations."

Lingqiong: "Is life in danger?"

Doctor: "In a short time, it won't be life-threatening."

Ling Qiong breathed a sigh of relief: "Can that be solved?"

"Although this poison is not a strange poison, the antidote is somewhat difficult to prepare..."

Ling Qiong didn't want to listen to a long speech, "Can you solve it?"

"...Yes." The doctor swallowed, "It's just that some herbs are not common, and it will take some time."

The doctor went to prepare the antidote, and Ling Qiong asked A Zhuo how Feng Lingshu was poisoned.

Azhuo couldn't tell why.

"What did he eat?"

"It's from the kitchen." A Zhuo said, "I've tried it, and it's not poisonous."

If those things were poisonous, he would be lying there now.

"Aside from these, what else did you eat?"

"No...not anymore..." A Zhuo seemed to think of something, "When I found Mr. Feng, there seemed to be a plate of dim sum on the table..."

A Zhuo went to the table, but it was empty, and there was no snack there.

Azhuo was not quite sure at once, maybe he had misread in a panic.

"Have you delivered it to him?"

"No." A Zhuo quickly shook his head: "Mr. Feng doesn't eat these things very much, so he usually doesn't give them away."

Qiao Yi searched inside and outside the house, but did not find any snacks or plates.

There were a lot of people coming in and out just now. If there were any, they must have been taken away.

"My lord, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." Azhuo knelt down with a thump, "You let the slave take good care of Mr. Feng, the slave neglected his duty..."

Ling Qiong asked him to get up: "It will be the greatest help for you to recall the details carefully. Go out first, and tell Qiao Yi when you think about it."

"Young Master Feng..."

He liked this young man very much.

She has no airs, is not difficult to serve at all, and is usually considerate of him.

A Zhuo left feeling guilty.

Qiao Yi went to check the origin of those snacks, and soon there were only Ling Qiong and Feng Lingshu who was still unconscious on the bed.

Ling Qiong went to the bed and sat down, and touched Feng Lingshu's forehead first.

No symptoms of fever, looks like just fell asleep in general.

Lingqiong's fingertips slid from the young man's eyebrows to the tip of his nose, and then slowly landed on his soft lips.

If he was awake, he might be very frightened right now.

Ling Qiong withdrew her hand, tucked the quilt for him, and sat on the edge of the bed to watch over him.

…

"grown ups."

Qiao Yi came in quietly and called out in a low voice.

"What did you find?"

"No one from the kitchen has sent snacks, and no one has seen anyone entering or leaving Mr. Feng's yard."

Only Ah Zhuo saw the plate of dim sum.

"My lord, could it be Ah Zhuo..."

It would be too easy for him to poison.

"not him."

"Why do you trust him so much?"

"I asked him to look at Feng Lingshu, and he would naturally listen to me."

"..."

But……

Joe meant to say it wasn't the same thing.

However, looking at the expression on Lingqiong's face, Qiao Yi felt that what the lord said must be right.

Ling Qiong: "Who did the kitchen deliver snacks to today?"

"Second Madam, Young Master Chang, Young Master Guo, Young Master Liu, and..." Qiao Yi counted out a bunch of people with her fingers.

"..."

Ling Qiong didn't care about how many people were in the original owner's backyard, but now it seems that there are a lot.

Her Majesty the Queen is awesome!

"Call them over." Ling Qiong said: "Let them bring the plate of dim sum, even if they have finished eating, they must bring the plate."

"yes."

…

The first one to come was a son from the backyard.

I ate some of that plate of dim sum, and there was still half of it left.

Ling Qiong asked the son to go to the next room to talk with her alone.

It may be that the incident of watching the snake last time left a lot of psychological shadow on these young masters.

Seeing Lingqiong alone now, I can't feel happy at all.

This seemingly docile and well-behaved girl is a national teacher, and her subordinates have lost countless lives...

At this time, people from outside also arrived one after another.

Seeing that there were quite a few people here, and they brought a plate of snacks, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay for some reason.

"Mr. Chang, what happened? Why are you so motivating?"

Someone spoke to Mr. Chang who was standing beside him playing with a folding fan.

Mr. Chang unfolded the folding fan and shook it, "I don't know, I'll come if my lord asks me to."

"I... I just heard a servant say that something happened to Feng Lingshu." Someone said in a low voice.

This statement immediately attracted the attention of others: "Hey? What happened?"

The servant didn't say much, and that person couldn't tell why.

All he knew was that something had happened to Feng Lingshu.

They were all called here now, it must be because of Feng Lingshu.

During this period of time, Feng Lingshu was the person the national teacher saw the most.

And last time, just because he frightened him with a snake, he was locked in a small dark room and stayed with those little things for a day and a night.

Now people can be favored...

Several people gathered together and whispered.

Soon the people inside came out, and immediately people gathered around to ask.

It's a pity that the man just shook his head and let the second person in.

…

The first person is fine.

The second one is Mr. Chang who Lingqiong has an impression of.

Mr. Chang still spoke so frivolously, trying to hook up with Ling Qiong, some words started to flirt, comparable to Ling Qiong.

"You'd better behave yourself." Ling Qiong warned him.

Mr. Chang shrugged, "It seems that your lord really only likes Mr. Feng...is it because he is more like Mr. Jianing?"

When everyone gathers together and finds that they all have similarities, they will naturally feel that something is wrong.

It is not difficult to know the existence of the son of Jianing.

What's more, when Her Majesty the Empress approached these people, she might have made it clear that she was going to act as a substitute.

Lingqiong met Master Shangchang's eyes: "Answer my question, what I asked, what did you answer..."

——Ten thousand krypton is empty——

Ling Qiong: What is the son of Jianing, he is worthy of being compared with my cub!

Little Fairy: Let's save your cub first.

Lingqiong: ...Is it a monthly pass? Dad has plenty! !