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Chapter 1081: Chapter 1081: Cut the Act, Put Away Your Tricks_1 Chapter 1081: Chapter 1081: Cut the Act, Put Away Your Tricks_1 Qiao Xiaomai stood aside, taking in Yang Wenxiao’s words with mixed feelings.

At this critical moment, Yang Wenxiao unexpectedly made such a statement; even if there was something wrong with the food, it wasn’t on her and Tong Sanlang’s part.

Whether he was trying to win people’s hearts or he was sincere, she had helped with this matter!

It was just a matter of going to the Imperial Kitchen; doing a good job could even earn a noble title.

Since Tong Sanlang had no prospects in the Imperial Examination anyway, they might as well aim for a noble title!

Having made up her mind, she looked at Yang Wenxiao with a steadfast expression and spoke, “Your Majesty, rest assured, Tong Sanlang and I will go to the Imperial Kitchen. If there truly is someone at fault there, we will make sure to uncover them for you!”

Upon hearing this, Yang Wenxiao’s face showed satisfaction, “Good, I believe in you.”

Emperor Yongan was sitting aside, observing the scene before him. He pursed his lips, “Or perhaps… the problem really lies with us?”

“Eating anything else feels like chewing on Coptis, only your issue could cause such a condition,” Yang Wenxiao said with conviction.

Just then, Fang Hai led the Imperial Doctors over.

Four Imperial Doctors arrived, and Yang Wenxiao gestured to Qiao Xiaomai to put away the Herbal Fruit.

The enemy was not yet clear; these peculiarities should not be made known to too many people.

“You think there’s a problem with this meal, then check it,” Yang Wenxiao said while sitting beside the dining table, allowing the four Imperial Doctors to proceed.

The Imperial Doctors, upon hearing this, apologized and stepped forward.

One of them carried a cage with several white mice; they first fed a little pig’s trotter to the white mice.

After eating the pig’s trotter, the mice immediately started twitching, then spat out white foam and died.

Qiao Xiaomai “…”

Damn!

She was wronged!

She hadn’t done anything!

She had also nibbled on the pig’s trotter just before, and nothing had happened!

Seeing this, Emperor Yongan’s brow furrowed enough to kill a fly, yet he remained silent.

Yang Wenxiao’s mouth curled up as he asked, “What are exactly the Empress’s symptoms? Is she okay?”

“Replying to Your Majesty, the Empress is suffering from abdominal cramps. We doctors have prescribed some medication, and after a period of rest, she should be fine,” replied the Imperial Doctor holding the mice, respectfully.

“If these mice were killed instantly by the poison, the drug must have been very strong. The Empress has consumed it, yet only has abdominal cramps?” inquired Yang Wenxiao.

“Yes. The Empress only suffers from abdominal cramps, and no other problems were found,” the doctor said.

“Understood, you may leave now. Regarding today’s events, not a single word is to be leaked, or you know what the consequences will be,” Yang Wenxiao said with a wave of his hand.

The four Imperial Doctors then took their leave.

As soon as they left, Qiao Xiaomai immediately said, “Your Majesty! Tong Sanlang and I really didn’t administer any poison! We have no way to buy poison; we’ve been with a few guard brothers the whole way here…”

“I know,” Yang Wenxiao interrupted her mid-sentence.

In Daqi, the management of medical affairs is very strict. No regular Medical Clinic would sell such disreputable poisons, and common people would not find a way to buy them even if they intended to harm someone.

He had said it wasn’t Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang’s problem.

“Emperor, come with me to see the Empress,” he said as he stood up and headed toward the side palace.

Emperor Yongan quickly followed.

Qiao Xiaomai followed as well.

Damn, this Imperial Palace really is terrifying!

Side palace.

Yao Xian lay on the bed, pale with cold sweat on her forehead. She held her abdomen with both hands, curling her body up.

Yang Hao, Feng Huihui, and Yang Zheng stood beside the bed, all showing faces of concern.

Yang Wenxiao walked in, hands clasped behind his back. His sharp gaze swept over Yao Xian, and he spoke, “Stop pretending. The situation is urgent; put away your little act.”