Chapter 152 Addiction
"Mother, you have never used this medicine before." Yihuan was reading a book in the tent when Honghui ran in anxiously.

"Why are you running so fast?" Yihuan took out a handkerchief from her arms and wiped the sweat off Honghui's head. She reached out and touched Honghui's collar, which was wet, obviously he had sweated a lot.

Honghui stood obediently and let Yihua wipe his sweat: "Mother, you haven't answered yet, this medicine?"

"It's not for me." Yihuan said.

Before Honghui could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Yihua continue to say, "It was used by your uncle Jiu."

"It's over, it's over." This was the first time Yihuan saw Honghui lose his composure like this. She wanted to take the black ointment from Honghui, but Honghui dodged it.

"Mother, this is opium cream, a banned drug in the palace. The royal family of the previous dynasty was almost destroyed because of this thing. Once you get addicted to it, you will eventually become a tuberculosis patient. You must not touch it out of curiosity." Honghui said with a frown.

"I will go report to Uncle Jiu and see if you have any good ideas." Honghui said and was about to leave.

Yihuan didn't expect that this was actually the notorious opium cream, which was the drug of the Qing Dynasty. The Ninth Prince was well-informed, so how could he be involved in this without knowing it?

Drugs are highly addictive. She suddenly thought of the extremely abnormal way that the Ninth Prince protected a concubine and even brought her along on this tour. Could it be that the Ninth Prince was infected with this dirty stuff because of this woman?
It seems that this woman was rescued by Jiu Ye more than a year ago. Yi Hua's heart sank when she thought of this. If this is true, then Jiu Ye has been exposed to this deadly thing for quite some time. Can he still quit?

Yihuan didn't know what Honghui had said to Yinzhen. Yinzhen came back very quickly. He looked Yihuan up and down and asked the palace doctor to take her pulse.

The court doctor looked at Yihua's healthy and rosy cheeks, and then carefully felt her pulse. Looking at Yinzhen's serious eyes, he swallowed and said, "Fujin has suddenly arrived in a bitterly cold place. She needs to replenish her qi and blood to resist the cold. I will prescribe some prescriptions to strengthen her body."

Yihuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, you can go down now."

"Master, I'm fine." Yihuan said quickly, impatient to drink the bitter medicine.

"Don't go to the Ninth Master's place recently. If you want someone to accompany you, ask the Ninth Lady to come." Yinzhen left the tent after saying this.

Holding the handkerchief containing ointment that he had confiscated from Honghui, he walked straight to Yinzhen's tent.

Yinzhen was lying comfortably on the couch, and the woman in white was kneeling at his feet giving him a full body massage. Yinzhen opened the curtain and went in. Yinzhen sat up in surprise: "Why is Fourth Brother here?"

Because of the incident with the Eighteenth Prince, the Emperor was angry with the Crown Prince, and another horrifying incident happened in the middle of the night. The brothers had already discussed privately that they should behave like quails during this period of time, at least until the Emperor returned to Beijing.

So Yinzhen lay in the tent in broad daylight and enjoyed the service of his concubine.

Yinzhen didn't look at him directly. He took out the handkerchief and handed it to Yinzhen: "Do you know what this is?"

"This is... a secret medicine passed down from the Liu family's ancestors. It has miraculous effects. Just taking a small amount will make people feel energetic, as if they have endless energy. How come Fourth Brother has it too?" After Yinzhen finished speaking, he saw his Fourth Brother rolling his eyes at him.

"Don't tell me you haven't seen a doctor." Yinzhen dragged a chair and sat down, looking down at Yin'er with an expression that said, "My brother can't be so stupid."

Yinzhen was a little panicked at this time. He nodded and said, "Of course my brother has consulted a doctor, more than once."

"Oh, I see." Yinzhen smiled.

"Why don't we find a few famous doctors in the local area to take a look at you?" Yinzhen realized later that the medicine was not right, and asked hurriedly: "Fourth brother, don't keep me in suspense. What's wrong with this medicine?"

"This is opium cream."

"What?!" Yin'er's eyes widened. Of course he knew what opium cream was. After realizing what was happening, he kicked the kneeling woman in white hard, "Who are you?"

"Me? I'm a dead person, hahaha." The woman changed her usual weak demeanor, looked at Yinzhen and laughed, then said, "You have been taking this medicine for a year. I'm waiting for you underground, hahaha."

After saying that, the woman bit the poison hidden in her mouth and crushed it. The poison took effect quickly and she died soon.

Yinzhen looked at all this, somewhat bewildered. He looked up at Yinzhen and subconsciously asked, "Fourth brother?"

"You can't touch this thing again, but it's not easy to quit completely, so be mentally prepared." Yinzhen threw the handkerchief into the stove. The ointment burned as soon as it came into contact with the fire, and soon a charming fragrance emanated from the room.

Yinzhen took a sip subconsciously, then pounded the bed angrily, feeling panic-stricken. He had seen how people who became addicted to these dirty things ended up looking like that. He, Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen, would never let himself become like that.

The Ninth Concubine was called over by Yinzhen. She coughed a few times when she entered the room, covering her mouth and nose, and was a little puzzled that she did not see the woman who came with her.

Yinzhen threw the rope on the ground and said, "Tie him up for me."

"What?" The Ninth Lady thought she had heard it wrong. She looked at the rope on the ground and felt a little disgusted. These two people were playing quite extravagantly.

"I said, tie him up for me and tighten him up." Yinzhen repeated.

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Lady asked no questions and told her men to do as they were told and tie Yinzhen to the bed.

"After a few hours, I will become anxious, angry, and even want to kill people. Remember, the rope cannot be untied under any circumstances." Yinzhen said to the Ninth Lady seriously, "If I really can't bear it, see that knife, cut my thigh, and draw blood, you know."

The Ninth Concubine wanted to say, "Master, you are sick, why don't you see the imperial physician?" What is this for?

Yinzhen was silent for a moment, then confessed his addiction to drugs: "Fujin, I cannot be a puppet of opium cream. This is a forbidden drug in the palace. I cannot let anyone know that I took it, even if it was a trick."

"If my voice is too loud, remember to cover my mouth with something."

"Fujin, whether I can get through this time depends on you." After Yinzhen said this, he closed his eyes and seemed to fall asleep.

The Ninth Lady was sitting on a chair, digesting his words. She did wonder if there was something wrong with that woman, but then she felt that she was overthinking. Could Yinzhen be deceived by a woman who sold herself to bury her father? Who would have thought that the situation would develop to what it is today.

As early as when the Ninth Prince told everything, the Ninth Lady had asked all the servants to leave. Only the couple were left in the tent. No one spoke, only the sound of two rapid breathing, which showed that they were not at peace.

Three hours passed, and Yinzhen showed no signs of having an attack. During the time, the Ninth Lady even fed him personally.

The Ninth Concubine, who was still harboring a hopeful heart, suddenly heard Yinzhen's wild-animal panting. She turned around and found Yinzhen, with red eyes, staring at her, which made her shudder all over.

It’s finally here, the Ninth Lady thought.