Wanxi smiled: "The pulse case files are recorded. Even if we dare not check the emperor's pulse case at will, since you are here to investigate this matter, I believe that you will know the meticulous work in the Empress Dowager's harem."

Qingshun could not refute, so he could only say: "The record on the pulse case is that the emperor's illness occurred on the tenth day of June."

"On the tenth day of June?" Wanxi couldn't help but giggle, and she became more and more impressed by the emperor. It turned out that he had even arranged the days so well since he had been so early.

Wanxi sighed softly: "Before you came to ask me, have you not checked where the sunrise palace and the garden I went to?"

Qingshun's face turned red immediately.

"I understand the meaning of the master. The master said that the master and the master Lu left the palace first, and the emperor became ill later, so there should not be any suspicion."

"It's just... the master Rong Biao said that the imperial doctor said that this disease may still be in a lurking day. Even if the emperor starts sick on the tenth day of June, it does not mean that the disease was only passed by the emperor on the tenth day of June. It may have happened a few days ago. Therefore, the master must have a check on it."

Wanxi smiled loudly: "Maybe? This is a matter of the Emperor's Saint's peace and well-being. After all, you only say 'May' to this palace?"

"If you insist on telling me that I can't get rid of it, then you can at least give me a correct word: How many days can the emperor hide in his illness? Let's check the most suspected person. You can't just say "maybe" like you, and you can't get everyone involved!"

Qingshun's face was as swelling as purple eggplant: "It's not that the slave doesn't give a steady word to the master, but that's not to mention a slave, even the imperial doctor can't give a accurate life. Who knows how many days can the disease be hidden?"

Wanxi slapped the table and stood up coldly: "If you can't make sure, you can frame me at will? People need evidence to complain, not to mention that I am now the emperor's concubine. How can you, a slave, just rely on a word of "may"?"

"If all the servants in this palace are like you, and dare to do this to your master, would you still have the word "rules" in this palace?!"

Qingshun was speechless when scolded, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Wanxi looked at Qingshun's expression, and couldn't help but soften her tone again, and chuckled: "I heard about the emperor's illness and said it was common in Huajie Liuxiang. I couldn't help but remember the incident when you taught me the rules... Qingshun, I am the emperor's concubine, and I should have said everything for the emperor's illness and said everything... I'm afraid that by then, people might think that the emperor's illness has something to do with you. What should you do if you say this?"

Qing was shocked and kowtowed, "I will ask my master to spare my servant. The servant came to investigate thoroughly according to the imperial edict of the Empress Dowager. It was not the servant who was doing things by himself..."

Wanxi snorted: "I have already given all the words in my heart to you. What should I do next? You can do it yourself!"

Wanxi had met Qingshun at Shenxing Department for a while, and knew that Qingshun looked vicious on the surface, but in fact she was harsh on the surface. She didn't dare to do anything as long as she had to hold on to her real shortcomings. Therefore, Wanxi's countermeasure today was to force Qingshun to stop her in person, and use such shortcomings to force Qingshun to continue investigating, and she would give up when she saw the difficulties.
Chapter completed!