Mei Xin brought the tea with her, accompanied by a piece of brocade plaster, and said as she walked over, "My master, the tea is here."

Chen Xiaoya put the brocade handkerchief into the basin and said, "Anle, wipe your face with tea."

Mei Xin took the initiative to pick up the Jinpao, "I'll just serve you."

"Don't." Chen Xiaoya stopped Mei Xin from getting the golden sack, and then she said: "We don't know what discomfort on Anle's face, so we'd better let her wipe it by herself after all."

Song Anle nodded. She took the brocade and soaked it in the tea, and then gently wiped it on her cheeks. Because of the hotness of her cheeks and the stimulation of the warm tea, she made a sound of unbearable pain.

"My master, what's wrong?" Mei Xin checked nervously and worriedly.

Song Anle endured and shook her head, insisting on cleaning her cheeks, but they were all paying attention to the situation of Song Anle, so they didn't notice that it was a pot of clear tea, which was gradually turning red.

"Ah!" Zhanju suddenly said in surprise: "Why is this tea red too?"

"This..." Mei Xin also looked at Chen Xiaoya with confusion.

Chen Xiaoya was not so surprised when she saw this. Instead, she said calmly: "It seems that there is something wrong with the cosmetics on Anle's face."

Mei Xin guessed that it was also related to the cosmetics, but she said confirmationly: "My little master Chen said that there is something wrong with the cosmetics my little master wiped?"

Chen Xiaoya said confidently: "If I guess correctly, it's probably because of this."

Song Anle didn't know what kind of powder Hongzhu used for her, so she was very confused. She rarely used powder in the past, but this phenomenon had never happened. How could her face be completely destroyed because of powder?

Just when they were all confused, Hongzhu led an imperial physician and rushed back in a hurry. As she walked in, she said anxiously: "My master, the imperial physician is here."

An older imperial physician was carrying a medicine box, perhaps because there were many people in the house and he could not tell the situation without telling it. But he nodded and said, "See a few young masters."

Chen Xiaoya is a little master after all, so she stood up and said, "The imperial doctor doesn't have to be too polite. Please help me see what happened to my sister."

The imperial physician looked at Song Anle and was also shocked by the red marks on her face, but he quickly stepped forward and said, "Old minister obeys the order."

Mei Xin took advantage of the imperial physician's inspection for Song Anle, and quietly pulled the red bamboo aside. She held the brocade box in her hand and said softly: "Did you wipe this box of powder in the morning?"

Hongzhu said in surprise: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this powder?"

"This box of powder was sent by a Wang Jiali from Nanyuan."

"You mean, is there something wrong with this powder?" Hongzhu seemed to be asking, but she had a definite answer in her heart.

Mei Xin's meaning was already very clear. Hongzhu is not a stupid person, so she must understand it too, so Mei Xin said again: "Let's go and see what the imperial physician said first."

The Wang Jiali came to show her attentiveness for nothing, which is worthy of doubt. Now, Song Anle just used the powder she sent, and she had serious skin problems. It was obvious that the powder was tampered with.

When the doctor stopped, Mei Xin asked anxiously again: "Doctor, how is my little master?"

The doctor also asked cautiously and carefully: "What did you use on your face in the morning?"

Song Anle said lightly: "I did use something after washing up, but it was just the powder I usually use. I don't know why this situation happened."

"Can you borrow the powder you used to take a look at the old minister?"

"Red Bamboo." Song Anle raised his jaw slightly like a red bamboo, which was a clear sign.

Hongzhu handed the box of powder on it. After the imperial physician took it, he turned it on and smelled it. Judging from the imperial physician's expression, there was no abnormality. Zhan Ju asked in a little bit of time: "Imperial physician, how about it? Is there any problem with this powder?"|

The imperial physician covered the powder and said slowly: "The powder is fine, but it is not suitable for human use."

Song Anle asked in surprise: "What does the imperial doctor mean?"

"This powder looks like ordinary powder, but this substance contains an ingredient and is not suitable for use in hot spots."

Janju said incomprehensiblely: "Since it is a powder but it is not suitable for use in the human body, why are you still making this powder?"

"This is the essence of this object. The components in this object will gradually cause discomfort reactions after being subjected to body temperature and will be affected by body temperature for a long time. The components in this object will also cause unbearable pain in the skin, and may even be red, swollen and rotten."

Zhanju opened her mouth as big as an egg in surprise, and Mei Xin and Hongzhu also looked at each other in fear. Although Song Anle did not have an obvious expression, she was also shocked and scared.

Zhan Ju said with a frightened look on her face: "The little master's face will not rot, right?"

"Jiuju." Mei Xin seemed a little angry tone. At this time, Song Anle must have felt uncomfortable enough. How could he accept Jauju say this again?

Zhan Ju also knew that she had lost her words, but she was also concerned about Song Anle, so she murmured, "I just care about the little master."

Mei Xin suppressed her inner anxiety and asked seriously: "Doctor, is my little master's condition serious?"

"Fortunately, I wash off the powder with tea in time, which greatly avoids damage to the skin. The current situation of the little master should not be so serious, but it depends on the later recovery."

"How long will it take?" Mei Xin said with some embarrassment: "Look, the little masters will all participate in the election soon. If they look like this, wouldn't they be disrespectful to the emperor? Look... can there be any good way to help our little master recover as soon as possible?"

"This old minister is really powerless. The best way is to prescribe some prescriptions to condition it. As for the recovery time, it will take at least about one month, and it will last until three months or half a year."

Zhan Ju said incredibly: "So long?"

"This is a conservative estimate. The young master should ask for more blessings. The old minister took his leave." The imperial physician nodded regretfully and retreated.

"The Imperial Doctor walks slowly;" Song Anle said to Hongzhu next to him again: "Hongzhu, go and send me the Imperial Doctor."

Hongzhu nodded and signaled that she had sent the imperial physician away recently. Zhan Ju looked depressed and lowered her head aside, and Mei Xin also looked worried. The imperial physician had already said this, and it seemed that there was no better way.

Because of discomfort on her face, Song Anle kept her eyebrows and eyes locked. She also knew that the powder Hongzhu used for her was the box that Wang Jiali gave her. I think it was as worried as Mei Xin and the others. That Wang Jiali really had ulterior motives.

Mei Xin guessed that Song Anle also realized that there was something wrong with the box of powder, and she didn't want to mention it anymore, so she said gently: "My master, don't think too much. We won't practice etiquette today. You can rest first."

"Then you go to the Lusi Palace to talk about it, just say that I am unwell recently and I won't practice before the election." Song Anle couldn't accept the fact that she suddenly disfigured. Besides, she is like this now. Even if she can walk out without any scruples, she is still worried that she will scare others, so she still chooses to avoid it for the time being and can also inquire about the movements of Wang Jiali and the others.

"I'll ask for instructions now." Mei Xin nodded and stepped back.

Hongzhu happened to walk in at this time, and she suddenly knelt down in front of Song Anle. She felt guilty because of her temporary mistake.

Song Anle was slightly shocked, and then hurriedly said, "Hongzhu, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

Hongzhu nodded expressionlessly and said, "I am guilty, I hope the little master will punish you."

"You don't blame you for this, get up quickly."

"It's all the time when the slave makes a mistake, and the little master will suffer. If the young master does not punish me, the slave will be in peace."

"Since you are so determined, then I will punish you to properly deal with this powder and don't harm others." Song Anle's sternness is so meaningful. Besides, Hongzhu is meticulous. If she can find out the true origin of this powder, it would be the best, but if she can't find it, it would be a good thing to deal with it.

Hongzhu took the box of powder, nodded and said, "Thank you for your kindness, I will never let you down."

Song Anle said weakly: "Get up quickly."

"I will take my leave first." Hongzhu stood up and nodded and retreated.

Song Anle realized that Shen Xiaoya had been waiting by her all the time, so she said dimly again: "It scared Xiaoya sister."

"Don't say that, it's just because of damage to the appearance. How can I call it a shock?" Shen Xiaoya said disapprovingly: "If it weren't for this, how could I show my medical skills?"

Song Anle looked at her with an unknown face, but then said with a little excitement: "You mean, can you cure my face?"

"I can't guarantee whether it can be cured, but I'm confident and I don't know if you dare to let me give it a try." Although Shen Xiaoya said this, her confident look immediately made Song Anle's heavy mood relax.

"Anyway, it's already so scary. Am I afraid of being scary?" Song Anle smiled. Although Shen Xiaoya did not give a definite answer, she believed she would not say that easily. Anyway, there is nothing to do now, it's better than sitting and working in a hurry.

Shen Xiaoya laughed and said seriously: "Then you can't be impatient. I don't promise to restore you to the past before the election, but at least it will recover a lot. Secondly, you have to listen to me."

Song Anle was amused by her and said with a smile: "I understand, I must obey the instructions of the miracle doctor."

Shen Xiaoya also laughed loudly, and the dull atmosphere in the morning was slightly improved. Then Shen Xiaoya helped Song Anle to condition her medicine, trying to relieve her discomfort, and then adjusted the ointment every day on her face.
Chapter completed!