The Imperial Physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau hurried to the Palace of Gathered Elegance one after another. Word that something had happened to His Majesty's most beloved Consort Chen had brought every last one of them out.
"Go inside. His Majesty is already waiting. One at a time," Eunuch Wang reminded them from the side.
Imperial Physician Liu, the most senior physician in the Imperial Medical Bureau, went in first to take Shen Qingqing's pulse. Ye Yubei sat anxiously beside her and asked, "How is she?"
Imperial Physician Liu frowned and withdrew his hand. "Your Majesty, these are... these are signs of poisoning. And... and something else is wrong with Consort Chen's health."
"What? Poisoned? With what poison? Wang Fude, report every single thing the Palace of Gathered Elegance has eaten or used these past few days."
Ye Yubei's grim voice rang out, edged with coldness. The physicians behind him dropped to their knees. Rumor had it that His Majesty adored Consort Chen. It seemed the rumors were true.
"Yes... Your Majesty."
"Tang Tang, don't cry anymore. Emperor Father has already sent people to investigate."
Ye Tangtang rubbed her eyes, her voice thick and nasal. "Thank you, Emperor Father. You're the best. You'll definitely find out what happened."
"Mm."
Ye Tangtang wiped away her tears, though inwardly she was already smiling. It seemed her scumbag father really did care about her mother. This was the perfect chance to use the incident to bring down that old witch of an Empress.
One physician murmured something under his breath, and two others went to take Shen Qingqing's pulse. They gathered together, their brows tightly furrowed.
"That's impossible. How could this be...?"
"It is indeed the case. My diagnosis was the same."
A cold glint flashed across Ye Yubei's brow. He rubbed