Chapter 202

Chu Yun got up from the ground, pointed to a yellowed letter paper on the stone table, and laughed miserably: "Brother should recognize the words on it, right?"

Chu Lin picked up the letter paper in confusion, and frowned suddenly.

"This is my mother's handwriting." He said.

Chu Yi stepped forward to read it. Although she couldn't recognize Mrs. Mei's handwriting, she had learned some Huihe characters in her spare time.

"It's a prescription."

She saw the words "Angelica dahurica, Ginseng" in it, and couldn't help but say.

"Yes, the prescription," Chu Yun smiled coldly, with hatred in his eyes, "This is the prescription that Mrs. Mei gave to my mother and concubine to recuperate her body!"

"Everyone in the world knows that my concubine mother is weak, so no one suspects the reason for her death... But even so, she will not die before she is 40 years old. It is only strange that she listened to other people's slander, she is too Believe in your so-called good sister!"

Chu Yun's dark eyes were bloodshot and extremely sharp.

"You mean, my aunt killed her with this prescription..." Chu Lin carefully looked at the yellowed letter paper in his hand again. The Huihe character on the prescription was really his aunt's handwriting.

However, he never believed that his aunt would harm Mrs. Zhen.

He still remembered that from childhood to adulthood, A Niang took great care of the frail and sick Mrs. Zhen, and she also taught himself to treat Chu Yun as his own brother.

At the beginning, the royal family of Huihe sent A Niang to the country of Yan to get married. Mrs. Zhen was the first person who didn't care about A Niang's identity in Huihe, and she was like a sister with her.

She said that the palace is her only home in the world, and she also said that he is the eldest brother, the elder brother is like a father, he must take good care of his younger siblings and let them go.

At that time, there was harmony in the palace, and it was the best time in his life... How could she harm Mrs. Zhen?

"Chu Yun, Mrs. Zhen has passed away for seven years, and my aunt has also passed away for six years. At that time, you were just a child. What can you explain with just a prescription?" Where did it come from?"

"Hehe, yes, it's because I was just a child at that time and couldn't do anything, so I can only watch you kill the concubine mother!"

Chu Yun thought of the gentle and kind mother in his memory, tears filled his eyes.

"I know that my eldest brother will definitely not admit it. It has been so long, and you have lived a chic life. Who still remembers my mother and concubine?"

He questioned with red eyes, his face pale.

"I found this prescription in the former residence of my concubine. She even hid it in the interlayer under her pillow. Later, I also found out that some time before my concubine's death, she was taking medicine according to this prescription! The prescription is in Madam Mei's handwriting. It was she who wrote it and gave it to her, the evidence is solid, what else do you have to say?"

Chu Yi asked: "What's wrong with the prescription?"

On the side, a confidant of Chu Yun said:

"My lords, this prescription should be an ancient Huihe prescription. It is indeed used to recuperate the body. At first glance, it is indeed a good prescription. However, I have been studying for a long time and found that for Mrs. Zhen who was weak at the time, Taking medicine according to this prescription can indeed make the body better at the beginning, and the effect is extraordinary in a short period of time.

However, there is a problem with this prescription. Once taken for more than three months, not only will it lose its conditioning effect, but it will also make the disease worse and worse.

At that time, even if Hua Tuo was alive, he would be powerless to recover. "

It is impossible for Chu Yun to lie at this time, that is to say, there is really something wrong with the prescription that Mrs. Mei gave Mrs. Zhen to recuperate her body.

"But why is this prescription written in Huihe script?" Chu Yi asked again.

Chu Yun said coldly: "Mrs. Mei is the woman who sent the Yan from the royal family of Huihe. Since she is from Huihe, what's so special about using Huihe characters? Maybe she bribed the witch doctor of Huihe to create this seemingly normal, In fact, the harmful Fangzi deceived the mother and concubine."

"Just now the imperial doctor said that the prescription should be an ancient prescription. Since it was given to Mrs. Zhen, under normal circumstances, it must be written in the Central Plains script. Using the Huihe script means that the original version of the ancient prescription copied by Mrs. Mei is written in the Huihe script."

"so what?"

Chu Lin's eyes widened: "Father was just an idle prince back then. My aunt has been abandoned by the Huihe royal family since she married her father and queen. The royal family has never contacted her, and she can't contact Huihe. How could she get a letter from Huihe?" An ancient prescription? The only possibility—the prescription was given to her by someone else."

"The prescription was written by Mrs. Mei herself. As for where it came from, it has nothing to do with me. I only know that she lied to the concubine mother, and the concubine mother was killed by her." Chu Yun closed his eyes, and his voice became colder. .

The images of Chu Lin protecting and playing with him when he was young flashed through his mind, warm and beautiful.

But so what, he must take revenge for killing his mother.

It's just that, if Chu Yi sees the two brothers like this, she must be very sad.

There is also Yinbing, she probably knows that she is not a modest gentleman at all, as gentle as jade, but a person who only has hatred in his heart.

At this moment, Zhenxue appeared at the entrance of Sandalwood Hall, holding a worn parchment scroll in his hand.

"Zhenxue, why are you here?"

"The servant girl found out about the two Highnesses, and found this in the warehouse of Weiyang Palace."

After Zhenxue bowed to several people, she unfolded the sheepskin scroll on the stone table.

"This is... those volumes of ancient books that were found in the private treasury of the Fan Mansion when the family ransacked the Fan Mansion?"

Chu Yi looked at the sheepskin scroll and still had some impressions. At first, the Crane Division was responsible for ransacking the house. Although most of the Fan family’s money was handed over to the treasury, there was still a part of it that was “given” to him by Prime Minister Fan who knew his way back. Yan Yu Lin Jun added bricks and tiles.

This parchment scroll was found in the warehouse of Fan Mansion. Chu Yi found that there were some prescriptions written on it, and it had a long history. Because Zhenxue was proficient in medical skills, she gave it to Zhenxue for research.

Zhenxue pointed to a certain place on the parchment and said:
"Please look, Your Highness, there are seven prescriptions recorded in this ancient book, three are written in the ancient Chinese characters, and four are written in the Huihe script. The fake prescription that Mrs. Mei gave Mrs. Zhen to recuperate her body is one of them!"

Chu Yun's complexion changed, and he rushed forward, staring at the words on the parchment.

He had already seen the yellowed letter paper countless times, so he naturally saw the familiar content at a glance.

Chu Lin also watched carefully, and then, he opened his eyes wide and murmured in a low voice: "The Fan family? The fake prescription was provided by the Fan family to Auntie..."

"To be precise, it's Fan Qiongran." Chu Yi said with a sinking face.

If it wasn't for today's prescription, she would never have imagined that the tattered and ancient parchment scroll that had fallen into ashes in the storeroom was actually related to the death of Madam Zhen, Madam Mei.

Chu Zhao once said that before Mrs. Zhen's death, not only Mrs. Zhen and Mrs. Mei had close contacts, but Mrs. Mei also often came to see Fan Qiongran.

She imagined a scene——

In the Chu Palace seven years ago, the prince's concubine, side concubine and wives enjoyed themselves happily and trusted each other.

One day, side concubine Fan Qiongran mysteriously gave Mrs. Mei the "Ancient Huihe Prescriptions" she had found. Mrs. Mei found that one of the prescriptions was just right for Mrs. Zhen's illness, so she couldn't help copying it down.

Afterwards, she should have also secretly consulted the doctor to see if there was any problem with the prescription. Maybe the doctor she asked had been bought by Fan Qiongran, or the person who was not skilled in the prescription really couldn't see anything, so she happily recommended it to Mrs. Zhen .

Mrs. Zhen never doubted that Mrs. Mei would harm her, so she used it with confidence. At first, the prescription was indeed effective, but later... when she found out that there was no cure for her body, it was too late to do anything.

In the end, Mrs. Zhen never doubted Mrs. Mei, and with Mrs. Mei's intelligence, she might have realized something.

Chu Yi's heart was shocked, and he quickly asked: "Brother, Mrs. Mei passed away the year after Mrs. Zhen passed away, but how do I remember that Mrs. Mei's health has always been very good?"

"A Niang has the best relationship with Mrs. Zhen. After Mrs. Zhen's death, she became depressed and soon became bedridden. In less than a year, she followed Mrs. Zhen." Chu Lin said sadly.

Chu Yi thought to herself that Mrs. Mei was depressed, maybe it was because she vaguely felt that she had killed Mrs. Zhen, but if Fang Zi didn't experiment and study it himself, he wouldn't be able to see any problems.

In this matter, Fan Qiongran took advantage of Mrs. Mei's mentality of wanting to treat Mrs. Zhen's illness, borrowed a knife to kill people, and only provided an ancient prescription with almost no problems, and perfectly picked herself out!

"The prescription that actually killed Mrs. Mei came from Fan Qiongran, but Brother Sanhuang, you have killed Yi Yun and grandmother!" Chu Yi said with tears in her eyes.

After hearing Chu Yi's explanation and deduction, Chu Yun no longer had a calm expression.

"How is it possible, impossible...how could it be related to the Fan family...it is obviously Mrs. Mei's responsibility."

He looked at the old and dilapidated parchment scroll, verified word by word, and found that the letter written by Mrs. Mei was exactly the same as the content on the parchment scroll.

Mrs. Mei wanted to save her concubine mother, and concubine mother never doubted her.

But I hated her and her son for many years.

Chu Yun's lacquered eyes were full of horror and panic, like a helpless child.

Could it be that he has hated the wrong people all these years?

"Even so, your mother is guilty of negligence. After all, the prescription was passed from your mother's hand to the concubine mother," Chu Yun growled, "I, I am not wrong!"

Chu Lin was furious, and said angrily: "Ayun, why are you so paranoid, my mother did something bad out of kindness, if it was really her fault, wouldn't your mother tell you before she died?
Have you ever thought about why you doubted these things in the first place?And have you ever thought about whether you have already been used as a swordsman without knowing it? "

As if being struck by lightning, Chu Yun suddenly recalled the first time he felt something strange about the death of his concubine mother. It was five years ago when the concubine Fan Qiongran inadvertently mentioned that the concubine's body had changed suddenly, which led him to investigate the matter. everything.

"I……"

His ink-like eyes were beating with tears, and he still looked at Chu Lin stubbornly.

But he knew in his heart that he was wrong.

With his own hands, he stabbed a sword in the heart of his elder brother who loved him the most.

Chu Lin stared at him coldly, the blood in his chest surged, and the old wound suddenly felt cramped.

"If you insist on doing this, it's fine... I'll go as you wish."

Chu Lin endured the pain, let out a long sigh, and let go of the hand holding the sword.

"Now that the truth is out, I will take Yi Yun out of prison tomorrow, leave Shangjing, return to Beifu, return to Jianbei Pass, and never return to Beijing."

The wooden sword fell from his fingers, and he turned away, disheartened.

"Brother." Chu Yun looked at his back, gritted his teeth tightly, his face was tense, and he squeezed out a mournful call from between his teeth.

"Big brother!"

Chu Yi let out a cry, and saw Chu Lin spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper, and he fell on his back.

Chu Yun's pupils shook: "He, brother, what happened to him—"

Chu Lin fell to the ground on his back. He was wearing a light blue cloak today, and his chest was quickly soaked with blood, like peach blossoms in full bloom.

Chu Yun looked at the blood oozing from his clothes, and his voice trembled.

Isn't Chu Lin fighting in the north and south, and has a strong body?

He is the elder brother with the highest martial arts among the brothers, and he will never fall down.

Why would he vomit blood, why would his chest bleed?
Chu Yi supported Chu Lin's head, half kneeled on the ground, and said in a low voice:

"Brother was injured when he crossed the snow mountain because of the holy lotus. According to the rules of the barbarians, if you want to bring the holy lotus back to Dayan, you have to accept the challenge of all the barbarian tribes in the entire snowfield. Only by defeating every challenger can you Bring back Shenglian!"

Their eldest brother was seriously injured for them, but they made him fall down again.

When Chu Yun heard Chu Yi's words, his heart seemed to be pierced by a needle, and the pain pierced through his heart.

He even froze, his body trembling slightly, his face turned from flushed to pale, ashamed and remorseful.

Zhenxue immediately knelt down to take Chu Lin's pulse, and after a while, said: "His Royal Highness is not in danger of life, but he is in a hurry, causing the old wound in the heart to rupture, but I am afraid that he will suffer from the root cause of the disease in the future. Once he exercises vigorously, At once……"

His Majesty is a general, when fighting on the battlefield is unavoidably exciting, if the root cause of the disease falls, the consequences will be disastrous.

Chu Yi restrained her tears, and comforted herself: "No, he is my big brother, the most powerful big brother, and he still wants to save Yi Yun, so nothing will happen."

In a hurry, he was seriously injured, for the sake of Shenglian...

Chu Yi's every word fell into Chu Yun's ears, making his clenched fists tighter until his nails pierced his palm, and drops of blood dripped from his fingers.

Chu Lin almost lost his life because of him, but he framed Yi Yun when he was climbing mountains and ridges to seek snow lotus for himself.

He thought of the snow lotus plant that he almost destroyed, and in his mind was the scene when Chu Lin took out the snow lotus that was as fresh as it had just been picked from his bosom with a smile.

"What's so mysterious?"

"Hiss, it's so cold."

Seeing that the jade box containing the snow lotus was too cold, Chu Lin took off his cloak and wrapped the box carefully.

"Inside the ice jade box is the snow lotus that I picked on the snow field. It is the most nourishing. Originally there was only one flower. I wanted to give half to you and Yi'er. But now I see that Yi'er is in good health, so I will give it to you."

At that time, he only felt that Chu Lin's words were extremely harsh.

He even discarded the cloak and stepped on it. The holy lotus that Chu Lin gave him has always been disgusting to him.

It turned out that it was not Shenglian, but the sincerity of the elder brother.

(End of this chapter)

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