After the imperial physicians checked the pulse, their expressions were extremely grave.
"Noble Consort, what has the Emperor been eating these days? Is there anything unusual?"
Luo Manman was startled, but she had to desperately hide her guilty conscience.
She spoke coldly.
"What else could the Emperor be eating? What do you mean?"
"Are you suspecting me?"
Imperial Doctor Zhang stood up and bowed.
"Noble Consort, don't misunderstand, we are merely conducting routine inquiries!"
"Furthermore..."
Imperial Doctor Zhang turned his head and continued.
"Furthermore... The Emperor's pulse indicates that he is poisoned, severely, and it has been a long time, about a month."
"If an antidote is not found quickly, the Emperor's life will be in danger!"
"Therefore..."
"Noble Consort, if you know anything, you must tell me!"
Luo Manman was stunned, completely at a loss.
"What?"
"You say he is severely poisoned? His life is in danger?"
