Pu Taichu entered almost at the same time as the palace maid returning from searching Yue Tao's room.
The moment he stepped inside, he saw a palace maid sprawled on the floor, her fate unknown, the empress with an icy expression, and several princes looking solemn.
Having spent many years in the palace, Pu Taichu naturally knew this was no time to look too closely or ask questions. He simply lowered his head and followed the maid guiding him to the empress.
Before he could bow, a sweet, childish voice suddenly rang in his ears.
[Oh! It's the grandpa who put medicine on Chengcheng!]
Pu Taichu abruptly raised his head. Sure enough, he saw the Eleventh Princess peeking out from behind the empress, along with-
The indescribable looks in the eyes of the empress and the young princes.
Those looks were so inexplicable that, after only a moment's thought, Pu Taichu arrived at a bold guess.
They... could hear the little princess's thoughts too.
Pu Taichu bowed properly, then stood cautiously in place, waiting for someone to explain the situation.
Jiang Yingcheng did not keep him waiting long.
[These two are so wicked. Imperial Physician Grandpa, you have to find the poison they put in the meatballs!]
[Even though Snow-Soul Powder is extremely hard to detect, I believe Grandpa can do it!]
Pu Taichu smiled calmly.
Snow-Soul Powder was colorless and odorless, and poisoners usually mixed it in gradually, in small amounts. If the dose added to a dish was too small, detecting it was harder than climbing to heaven.
But Pu Taichu boldly exchanged a glance with the empress.
With an unspoken understanding, the two tacitly sped up the process.
"Your Majesty," Pu Taichu said with a bow, "this dish has indeed been laced with colorless, odorless Snow-Soul Powder."