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589. Chapter 588 The brutality of the East 8

"Fortunately, it was handled in time, and both the princess and the child are fine. It's just..." Tian Jin sighed, "The princess is lying on the bed now, unable to move, and the imperial doctors are helpless. They must find an antidote."

Wuming nodded, understanding.

"Your Majesty called me here...?"

Dongfang Aoshi said nothing.

He stood up, walked over in person, and dragged the maid who bought the medicine over. His voice was cold, "Is there any way to find out the whereabouts of the medicine seller?"

"Has she had direct contact with the other party?" Wuming asked.

Dongfang Aoshi nodded.

"Theoretically it's possible, but you need something from the other party."

"What do you need?"

Wuming glanced at the maid who was already in a semi-conscious state, "Is the paper containing the medicine still there?"

"Throw it away...throw it away..." The maid glanced at Dongfang Aoshi and her legs kept shaking.

"Where to throw it?" Dongfang Aoshi's voice was cold and his eyes were sharp and piercing.

"The back...the backyard..." The maid didn't dare to hide anything, so she told everything.

"I'll take someone to look for you immediately." Tian Jin led several guards out.

Dongfang Aoshi threw away the maid, glanced at Wen Wan and the nanny coldly, and went back to sit down.

Wuming glanced at him and did not go over. Instead, he continued to ask the maid, "Besides the medicine bag, did the other party give you anything else?"

It has been raining for the past few days, and the paper containing the medicine was left in the backyard. I am afraid it would have been wet or blown away by the wind.

Wuming felt that the possibility of finding it was unlikely.

You have to make two preparations.

"No...no more..."

"Think about it carefully." Wuming glanced at Dongfang Aoshi with a cold face, "If we can find the medicine seller, get the antidote, and give it to the princess, the prince may spare your life, otherwise..."

Wuming did not continue, but everyone present knew very well that if something happened to Wen Wenwen, what would happen to the people involved in the matter.

"I...I..." The maid tried hard to recall what else the other party had given her at that time besides the medicine.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and she thought of it!

"In addition to the paper wrapping the medicine, there is also money..." The maid swallowed hard, "He also gave me some scraps of silver at that time..."

"Silver? Where is it?" Wuming frowned.

There are many people passing through the coin, so the aura is not that strong.

It's not very convenient to find people.

But it's still much better than paper washed by the rain.

"In...in the subordinate's room..."

Dongfang Aoshi sent several guards to escort the maid to get it.

A quarter of an hour later.

Tian Jin will come back first.

He found the paper the maid was talking about.

But just as Wuming expected, the paper had been washed to pieces by the rain, and there was very little breath on it.

It's very difficult to find someone using this.

"Is there any way?" Dongfang Aoshi asked, frowning.

Wuming sighed, "The breath is too weak, so it's not easy."

When Dongfang Aoshi heard this, his face turned dark again.

Bloodthirsty gazes were directed at the wet nurse and Wen Wan.

"My lord, please don't be impulsive. If this method doesn't work, there is another way." Wuming persuaded, "The most important thing now is to find the person selling the medicine. We will talk about other things later."

Dongfang Aoshi suppressed the anger in his chest and sat down.

After a while.

The guard escorted the maid and returned.

And, he brought back a few pieces of silver.

The maid tremblingly handed over the broken silver.
Chapter completed!
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