Seeing his expression, Di Lanmo became curious. Although she had added rhizoma coptidis to the medicine, it shouldn't have such an exaggerated effect, right?
She reached out to take the medicine bowl, took a sip, and it was okay. It was within the acceptable range for a normal person!
But Chu Zhiyan...
Di Lanmo curled her lips and drawled, "So, you're afraid of bitter tastes!"
Chu Zhiyan's face darkened. "I'm also human. Why can't I be afraid of bitter tastes!"
This was something Di Lanmo never expected. The majestic God of War, Prince Qin, was actually afraid of bitter tastes?
If this got out, no one would believe it. They might even spit on you and scold you for spreading rumors, and then a horde of Prince Qin's loyal fans would beat the crap out of anyone who dared to damage the prince's dignity!
Just imagining that scene, Di Lanmo burst out laughing.
Chu Zhiyan gritted his teeth, and a glint of hostility flashed in his eyes. Since you're not afraid of bitter tastes, then come and help me get rid of it!
He snatched the medicine bowl and downed it in one gulp. Then he reached out his long arm and pulled Di Lanmo into his arms. Chu Zhiyan leaned down and blocked the woman's unuttered exclamation.
Di Lanmo finally saw how vengeful Chu Zhiyan could be. She had only laughed at him a couple of times, and he had to retaliate against her in that way!
"Such a petty person!" Even after several days, Di Lanmo was still very angry. She regarded the medicinal herbs in the mortar as Chu Zhiyan and kept pounding them ferociously with the determination to crush them.
As usual, she boiled the medicine and called Qiao Yan over, asking him to take it to Chu Zhiyan.
Di Lanmo didn't want to see that outrageously handsome face for a while!
After discussing with Chu Zhiyan that day, Nanny Chen returned to the palace. Di Lanmo, who no longer had to waste time learning those annoying etiquettes, had been very idle recently. She just boiled medicine every day to kill time.
However, just thinking about having to go to the palace to listen to the empress dowager's nagging after Chu Zhiyan recovered from his illness, Di Lanmo felt annoyed and even had the impulse to run away for a while.
Speaking of running away, Di Lanmo remembered the Fengling Seal that Lady Lin had been looking for when she first transmigrated. She rummaged through her memories for a long time and found that the original owner's mother had only vaguely mentioned it once when she was very young, before her mother passed away.
Di Lanmo closed her eyes and tried to recall carefully: What kind of map? Fengling... Qiang tribe?
What on earth was the origin of the original owner's mother?
Although in the original owner's memory, her mother was gentle and homely and had never shown anything special, just the fact that Lady Lin was willing to kill her to get the whereabouts of the Fengling Seal showed that the seal was not simple! And the original owner's mother, who had the Fengling Seal, was even more extraordinary!
There was also another thing. Why did Lady Lin want to get the Fengling Seal so much? What was the relationship between the Fengling Seal and the Qiang tribe?
Forget it! Things will work out when the time comes. When it's time to know, she will surely find out.
Now that she finally had some leisure time, Di Lanmo didn't want to trouble herself with all these messy things.
Di Lanmo stood up and walked towards Chu Zhiyan's courtyard.
Well, she was a bit bored. She'd go and have some fun with him!
She completely forgot that she had just said she didn't want to see Chu Zhiyan for a while.
Getting slapped in the face? It didn't exist. Di Lanmo claimed that she was just visiting the patient as a doctor!
"How do you feel these two days?" Her voice came before she did.
Chu Zhiyan looked at Qiao Yan, who understood and withdrew with the medicine bowl.
"I'm not a doctor. How would I know if I'm getting better?"
Di Lanmo gave him a disdainful look, felt his pulse, and didn't forget to tease him, "You're not a vegetable, are you? Can't you even tell if you're getting better?"
Although he didn't understand what a "vegetable" was, he could tell that there was no good in her words.
Just as he was about to fight back, he saw Di Lanmo frown. He wondered, "Is there a problem?"
There was a problem! A big one!
Logically, after so many days, he should have recovered at least a little. But now, it seemed that there was no improvement at all!
Could there be something wrong with her medicine? But it shouldn't be. The medicine she had prescribed for Chu Zhiyan was the result of many experiments and was specifically targeted at his poison.
Di Lanmo was completely puzzled. "How did you get poisoned back then?"
"Since I was ten years old, my health has been gradually deteriorating. Later, I found out that I was poisoned, but the source is unknown!" Chu Zhiyan said indifferently, as if he was used to it. But Di Lanmo felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
After a pause, she said, "If the source is unknown, does it mean that there's an item you use frequently that's poisoned, and you just never noticed it?"
"Currently, in your body, apart from the Zhihuai poison from the knife wound the other day, the rest are Ling tree root, sea krait venom, and Chilian grass. Think about what things these poisons could be on around you?"
Chu Zhiyan thought for a moment, and suddenly a flash of killing intent passed through his eyes. He stared directly at the desk.
Di Lanmo followed his gaze. There weren't many things on the desk: two or three writing brushes. This should be fine since they were replaced regularly; a few books and a stack of paper. The possibility of them being the source was also low; besides, there was only an inkstone the size of a palm!
Di Lanmo's eyes sharpened, and she walked to the desk and reached out.
"Don't touch it!" Chu Zhiyan shouted to stop her. His expression was shocked and uncertain, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes that was hard to detect.
This was a birthday gift from the emperor when he turned nine. At that time, the emperor said it was a mother-and-child inkstone tribute from the Western Regions. He split it into two. One was placed in his bedroom, and the other in his study.
The emperor was seventeen years older than him. In his heart, the emperor had always been like a brother and a father. This inkstone had always been regarded by him as a token of brotherhood! Even though their relationship had become more and more strained over the years, because of this inkstone, he had always remembered the brotherly affection from the past and had never contradicted the emperor!
He wanted to fight for his own kingdom, and he did it on his own. After the war, he was afraid that the emperor would take back his military power, so he offered it up with both hands!
But he never expected that the emperor had been so jealous of him that he had tried to harm him when he was just a child!
Chu Zhiyan suddenly felt like laughing. What a pair of brothers from the same mother and father!
Although he didn't say a word, Di Lanmo still guessed the heart - wrenching truth from his expression. She moved her lips, not knowing how to comfort him.
She couldn't just say, "Don't be sad. You've lost a brother, but you still have me as your 'good brother'", could she?
She cleared her throat and changed the subject. "I'll take it away to deal with it first. You continue to rest."
Di Lanmo wrapped the inkstone tightly with the paper on the desk, turned around, and walked out of the door, leaving Chu Zhiyan some private space.
Now the cause could basically be determined. They just needed to keep Chu Zhiyan away from the inkstone for a few days. But privately, Di Lanmo still hoped that Chu Zhiyan's health wouldn't improve. Because if his health got better, it would prove that the inkstone was indeed the cause.
After all, they were blood - related brothers! If the guess was true...
Di Lanmo sighed. The family affection in the royal family was so weak!
She didn't speak out directly just now. One reason was that she didn't want to poke at Chu Zhiyan's pain, and the other was that she didn't want to get involved in the intrigue between the brothers.
For Di Lanmo now, she always regarded herself as an onlooker. She didn't want to get too involved in things that had nothing to do with her.
Some things were like quicksand. Once you got in, it was very difficult to get out!