I insist

Chapter 318: Kidnapped

"Then I saw them carrying a large sack, which must have contained my mother." Tian Yumei tried her best to express herself clearly.

Yu Huailin then realized what was going on and hurriedly ran out, giving instructions to the guards around him.

"Quickly, find out exactly what happened!"

Upon receiving the message, the guards immediately disappeared into the night sky.

Yu Huailin waited anxiously, thinking that Song Miqiu should be safe and that his family hadn't been harmed. They had only taken him away; it seemed they didn't intend to silence him.

Waited for two hours

The guard jumped in front of Yu Huailin and said, "Master, Song Miqiu was taken away by the Imperial Guards from the palace."

Yu Huailin desperately wanted to run to the palace, but reason told him to sort things out. Going to the palace with his identity would only bring her more harm. Besides, Song Miqiu was originally a royal physician. Who would bring her to the palace to kill her? At least for now, she was safe.

"Keep a close eye on any movement," Yu Huailin instructed his bodyguards.

Song Miqiu was jolted awake on the back of the man in black. She knew that she would be thrown heavily to the ground and wait for the man to open the sack before she could even peek out.

Looking around, isn't this Consort Li's palace?

She looked up and saw the emperor looking furious, as if he wanted to devour her.

Song Miqiu thought to himself that something bad was about to happen, and it must be related to him again. Things had been so calm for a while, and sure enough, something big was brewing.

Ming Taicheng, standing beside him, also looked apprehensive and anxious, glancing worriedly at Song Miqiu, who was still unaware of the situation.

Seeing Ming Taicheng's expression, you know things aren't that simple.

"Song Miqiu, how dare you! Do you know that Consort Li has miscarried after taking the medicine you prescribed to prevent miscarriage?" The emperor sat on the high seat, his condescending manner making Song Miqiu gasp for breath.

"Your Majesty, I am innocent!" Song Miqiu cried out his innocence before he could figure out what was going on.

"You say you're being wronged, then tell me exactly how you've been wronged. You prescribed this pregnancy-preserving medicine, didn't you? Consort Li also miscarried after taking this medicine. The evidence is there, what else do you have to say?"

Song Miqiu kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty is wise. Even a fool would not put poison in the medicine to prevent miscarriage! If something goes wrong, I will be the first person to suspect you. Why would I do such a thing?"

“Yes, Your Majesty, if that’s the case, Physician Song’s actions are not worth the cost.” Ming Taicheng also pleaded on Song Miqiu’s behalf.

The Emperor said coldly, "Who knows who ordered you to do it?"

"Your Majesty, even if I had the greatest courage, I would not dare to plot against the prince." Song Miqiu tried his best to make it clear that he had not done so.

"Your Majesty, the prescription has been written, but during the decoction process, anyone could have tampered with it or even during the delivery of the medicine."

The Emperor found some of Song Miqiu's words reasonable, but since it involved the imperial prince, he did not completely trust Song Miqiu.

Ming Taicheng knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I have read the prescription written by Physician Song. They are indeed all medicines for preventing miscarriage, except for the saffron, which has a problem."

“Saffron.” Song Miqiu knew very well that she hadn’t put it there; someone must be trying to frame her.

"Your Majesty, the person who can use saffron is either someone close to Consort Li or someone who brews the medicine. Your Majesty can interrogate these people and we will surely be able to catch them."

Song Miqiu explained his reasoning to the Emperor, who trusted Song Miqiu's character. However, with witnesses and physical evidence present, he had no choice but to punish him. Nevertheless, Song Miqiu's argument also made sense.

"Guards, bring them all here for interrogation. I'll make sure you die knowing why."

"Your Majesty, spare me, spare me! It was Imperial Physician Song who ordered the medicine to be added to the pregnancy-preserving medicine. Imperial Physician Song is of higher status than me, and I am just a lowly palace maid. Imperial Physician Song even threatened me, saying that if I didn't do as he said, he would make me suffer a terrible death." The palace maid said, trembling.

"How dare you! When did I ever order you to do such a thing?" Song Miqiu's eyes shot over like sharp swords.

The palace maid, even more frightened, dared not raise her head and said, "You resent her, and Consort Li punished you. You gave me a lot of money to do as she said."

"I don't even have money myself, how can I give you money?" Song Miqiu retorted to the palace maid.

The palace maid forced herself to remain calm and said, "You told me that you borrowed this money from someone else, and you even threatened me, saying that I either had to give you the money to do something, or you would make me suffer."

Song Miqiu was almost in awe of this palace maid; she was truly a master of fabrication.

After gathering her thoughts, Song Miqiu said, "Since you say I borrowed the money, who did you borrow it from, how much did you borrow, how much money did I give you at the time, was it in silver notes or loose silver, and where did I give it to you?"

Song Miqiu's barrage of questions made the palace maid somewhat afraid. If she answered all of them, there would definitely be loopholes in her answers, and it would be easy for them to find them.

At this moment, Ming Taicheng admired Song Miqiu.

Knowing she couldn't answer these questions, the palace maid simply rolled her eyes and fainted.

Song Miqiu was utterly impressed by this operation; it seemed that the person who framed him had come prepared and was quite well-prepared.

"Song Miqiu, what else do you have to say? Now even the palace maid has admitted it." The Emperor had initially trusted her, but now, hearing the palace maid's words, he completely lost faith in Song Miqiu.

Song Miqiu is now truly dead; even jumping into the Yellow River won't clear his name. After all, the other party came prepared, while he was inexplicably brought here.

“Your Majesty, this palace maid is clearly suspicious. I believe that Physician Song would never do such a thing.” Ming Taicheng still wanted to defend Song Miqiu.

"After she said that, why did she faint? She should have been dragged up and severely tortured." Ming Taicheng glared at the lying palace maid. His intuition told him that the palace maid must have been instructed by someone.

The Emperor was already distraught because of Consort Li, and he didn't want to listen to her explanation at all.

"Imperial Physician Ming, I know you have a good relationship with her, but don't forget the palace rules."

The Emperor spoke impatiently to Ming Taicheng, who knew the Emperor didn't want to hear it and could only stand quietly to the side.

Song Miqiu could only kneel on the ground, thinking that he was in big trouble now.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!" an old eunuch shouted at the top of his lungs.

"What's going on? Something terrible has happened!" Already agitated, hearing the old eunuch shouting only fueled his anger.

"This servant knows his crime, but... but Consort Li..."

Upon hearing the name of Consort Li, the Emperor immediately stood up.

"Consort Li, what's wrong with Consort Li?" The Emperor hurriedly went to the eunuch's side, and the eunuch quickly lowered his head.

"I'm telling you to speak, have you become mute?"

The emperor's words startled the eunuch, who stammered, "Consort Li, something's wrong! She's hemorrhaging!"