Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 493: Everyone’s Been Poisoned!

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Li Qingmu’s gaze was chilling. Yue’er was in such a state, yet this Great Monk was speaking like this? What had they been toiling over all this time? It had all been in vain!

The Great Monk clasped his hands together: "This monk does not speak falsely, benefactor. This lady is truly possessed. The remains beneath the sea of flowers are the hiding place of malevolent spirits. You’ve all been here long enough that more or less the Tomb Miasma Poison has entered your bodies!"

Li Qingmu looked at him distrustfully, his face full of disbelief.

"Amitabha, every word this old monk speaks is true. This place is a large cemetery, not quite like the conditions of a tomb chamber, but the feng shui here has been tampered with, changing the layout. The Tomb Miasma continually rises from below; though invisible to the naked eye, it can indeed kill silently!"

Li Qingmu furrowed his brow and looked at Duanmu Nan.

The man had seen him before; perhaps he could provide a definite answer.

Duanmu Nan said, "Master Qian Jia, I know you speak the truth, but the people here won’t easily believe. Is there a way to make them believe?"

"The Tomb Miasma in this Nuanyang Palace is the most severe. The people here... probably won’t last a few days before displaying symptoms like this lady."

Li Qingmu said, "Then let’s wait and see!"

This Great Monk had just intended to frame Yue’er, and now he claims to want to save them? Apologies, but he really doesn’t believe it!

Seeing is believing; he needs to see it with his own eyes.

"But, Yue’er’s condition must be resolved quickly."

Duanmu Nan glanced at the pale-faced Long Yue and turned to the Great Monk to bow, "Master Qian Jia, do you have a way to cure her?"

"Hmm, I’ve come, certainly to save people!"

The Great Monk Qian Jia patted his chest and laughed, "You’re a doctor, a renowned doctor from Bailing Valley. This Tomb Miasma, though called Tomb Miasma, is actually a special poison. You surely have a way, right?"

Duanmu Nan was silent for a while, then said, "Yue’er’s condition is unlike ordinary people; she is currently pregnant, so some medicines are not suitable for her."

"Ah, this is truly troublesome. For now, there’s only one feasible method: first, move her away from here, to a place with less Tomb Miasma, so you can use acupuncture to slowly force the toxins out little by little."

"Hmm, that’s all we can do!"

"If we move, then how will we test the Tomb Miasma you spoke of earlier? You monk are really up to no good!"

Li Qingmu pampered Long Yue excessively, which made him very prejudiced against Qian Jia because of earlier events.

Qian Jia spread his hands, showing a resigned expression: "Benefactor, there’s no need to worry. The Tomb Miasma Poison in you is also deep, probably will act up in less than two days!"

"Humph, nonsense!"

Li Qingmu couldn’t be bothered with him, but regardless of whether what he said was true or not, for Yue’er’s safety, they had to move.

Yet moving cannot be done arbitrarily, it has to be reported to the Emperor.

Fortunately, Qi Yun was very understanding and immediately approved.

It’s just that by the time they moved, it was already evening.

Li Qingmu had just finished his work when he suddenly felt his body sway, his head slightly dizzy.

He looked at the scene in front of him, the table seemed to split into two parts and then slowly merged back.

"Bang!"

He stumbled forward, crashed into the table, and struggled to steady himself with his hands.

"Sir, oh sir, what’s wrong with you?"

Ning Xiang happened to be bringing a basin of water in and saw Li Qingmu pale and struggling, scared enough to spill the water.

Seeing his face wasn’t right, she quickly ran out: "Mr. Duanmu, quickly come over, something’s wrong with the sir!"

At this moment, Li Qingmu was extremely shocked internally.

He knew clearly that he and Yue’er’s symptoms were very similar. Could the Great Monk have been right, were they afflicted by the Tomb Miasma Poison?

Or was this all part of his scheme?

However, Duanmu Nan shouldn’t harm them, then, is the miasma poison real?

Li Qingmu felt there was something eerie about this matter, yet couldn’t pinpoint what was amiss. He tried to think, but as soon as his mind turned to these thoughts, he became even more confused.

Dizziness engulfed his vision and then, the world spun around him.

"Ah, sir!"

"A Mu?"

Before passing out, Li Qingmu heard Ning Xiang and Duanmu Nan’s anxious voices. This sound allowed his tense heart to slightly relax, it seemed Duanmu Nan was indeed trustworthy.

Both Li Qingmu and Long Yue fell ill, and this news quickly reached Qi Yun, who was utterly shocked, even furious!

The mass graves discovered in the Nuanyang Palace’s garden had already made people shudder, Qi Yun had tasked Zhao Mengran with investigating this matter. But now, Long Yue and her husband had fallen ill as well.

Qi Yun felt his emotions were about to spiral out of control.

"What’s going on? Have the Imperial Physicians been sent?"

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Shen Chong went immediately, but the news he brought back was not good. He said... he’s somewhat helpless."

Qi Yun’s expression twitched slightly, disbelief in his eyes, "What about Duanmu Nan?"

"Mr. Duanmu is providing medical aid but even he isn’t sure!"

Qi Yun began to get nervous: "How could such a thing happen suddenly? Moreover, isn’t Duanmu Nan’s medical skill remarkable, yet he too is uncertain?"

This meant the situation was serious!

Chen Zhong was also puzzled: "Your Majesty, that Great Monk was previously intercepted by Lady Li Fei, taken for interrogation, then he mentioned there was malevolent presence here and found the garden, suggesting excavation..."

Chen Zhong didn’t continue because he had conveyed this before.

Qi Yun’s gaze turned icy: "Does this matter have anything to do with that monk?"

"This... your servant cannot say."

"Go, bring that monk here, I will question him personally!"

The Emperor was enraged!

Chen Zhong hurried to comply, but he had just stepped out when he quickly rushed back: "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened. Consort Li, Third Prince, Ninth Prince, and many people in Nuanyang Palace have all fallen ill!"

This news was like a thunderbolt, leaving Qi Yun stunned for a long time.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

Only when Chen Zhong’s voice reached his ears did Qi Yun gradually regain his senses.

"Go, dispatch several more Imperial Physicians to see what exactly happened? No, I will go myself!"

"Your Majesty, please don’t, Nuanyang Palace is said to be full of miasma now, everyone is being moved out, Your Majesty should wait a while, the concubines and princes will soon be brought out."

"What about Li Qingmu? Take me to see him!"

"Yes!"

Li Qingmu had been moved out earlier and was now in the "Liuxiang Palace" far from Nuanyang Palace.

The surroundings here were not great, the palace was small, but at least it had been cleaned up.

When Qi Yun arrived, he saw both Li Qingmu and Long Yue unconscious, his face gradually turning somber: "There must be someone scheming against them, investigate, quickly investigate, and where are Duanmu Nan and that monk now?"

The last few words were almost shouted out.

Qi Yun saw the situation and didn’t claim they were possessed but said someone had plotted against them, indicating the extent of his favor.

Chen Zhong knew Qi Yun was on the verge of erupting and swiftly reported.

"Your Majesty, they’re making medicine."

Shortly after, Chen Zhong returned with information.