"Your Majesty, the minister respects you with a glass." Murong Zhen rubbed the wine glass to the main table, and the whole person was unusually attached to the emperor.

Gao Shenghan almost didn't get pressed down by him, so he hurried up his luck, reached out and pulled the person to sit down beside him. Chen Zixiu, who was originally sitting on her right, swept her eyes, and lowered her eyes to concentrate on eating the food in front of her.

"You feed it with your mouth, and I will never drink a drop left!" Gao Shenghan grinned, and said without a straight face, "It's not poisoned, right?" He leaned his mouth up and asked for a kiss.

Murong Zhenju's wine in the air was not drunk or not, it was more uncomfortable than swallowing a fly.

zuihou, he simply touched the cup with the emperor and drank it himself.

Chen Zixiu pouted. I don't know which of Murong's tendons is wrong to provoke this bastard. Obviously, the number of levels is not enough, and he was molested in vain, right?

Since that day he had gone and returned, he had become more and more unable to see through him. I don't know what I'm doing when I'm locked in my room all day long.,It's also very problematic about your attitude.。

On the side, Shen Yifei lowered his eyes and snickered. This kind of thing, I was not used to it at first, and after many times, I was calm. Moreover, kiss the emperor...... Seemingly, it feels pretty good. Looking at Murong's expression, he just hadn't enjoyed the emperor's waiting.

"Shen Gongzi will give it a try next year?" Murong Zhen suddenly accosted him. Shen Yifei raised his glass to respond to his toast, took a sip, and shook his head with a smile, "The topic can be done, but the scientific examination should wait." A self-confessed strategy theory is still immature. "With his appearance, I'm afraid I have to wait for ten or eight years to be a little inferior before going out so that it won't be too eye-catching. And now the relationship with the emperor is so blatant, that is, he really has the ability to pass the exam, and others will scold him for going through the back door. Why make it difficult for the emperor.

Murong Zhen nodded and drained the glass of wine. is not a fool, he will understand Chen Zixiu's intention to suddenly find himself to talk about the phone that day. Now they are indeed not suitable for getting ahead.

After a few more idle words, he was really disturbed by the emperor's oil, and when he was about to leave and return to his seat, the sleeves of his clothes were suddenly pulled by someone.

"Brother Murong. Sit. "It's Chen Zixiu.

Murong Zhen paused and glanced at the emperor. The latter was whispering to Shen Yifei and didn't look at them.

Sure enough, he's a womanizer. In the blink of an eye, you can leave the person who was flirting just now behind.

Murong Zhen pursed his lips, stroked the hem of his clothes, and sat down generously.

"Eat some of this, hangover." Chen Zixiu used a small silver fork to fork a strange piece of turquoise flesh with small black sesame seeds inside.

Sweet and sour, it's still chilled, and it's really sober.

Murong Zhen savored it, thought it was good, and ate two more pieces. I secretly scolded in my heart that it was really a differential treatment, why didn't he have this on the table.

Chen Zixiu seemed to guess what he was thinking, and explained: "This is specially prepared for the emperor. "Just him and Shen Yifei have it on the table. Who made them the "close ministers" of the Son of Heaven.

Murong Zhen felt sour, and suddenly lost his interest in eating.

Looking at Chen Zixiu closely, the slanted and slightly amorous apricot eyes, the straight nose bridge, the thin red lips at the top and the plump at the bottom, the tip of the chin slightly upturned, the white skin is healthy and ruddy, and the heartstrings are still plucked for no reason.

He doesn't really look like him......

Maybe I was too fascinated by it, and my nose suddenly became inexplicably hot.

Your sister has a nosebleed at this time, it's too embarrassing!

Murong Zhen sniffed. The warm liquid still snaked uncontrollably. He raised his hand to cover it.

Ahh Don't want to die?

"Murong!" On the side, Chen Zixiu took out a handkerchief in a panic and handed it to him, but without waiting for him to take it, he hurriedly wiped it for him.

The more I rubbed it, the more I saw Zixiu's handkerchief full of dark red out of the corner of my eye. He was suddenly a little dizzy.

Zuihou saw a faint light, and what he saw was the emperor's frightened face and the shocked eyes of several old acquaintances in disbelief, and there was a ** call: "Quickly pass on the imperial doctor!" ”

Good haode Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet, a burst of chickens and dogs jumping.

Gao Shenghan felt that he had never been so unlucky. On the day of family reunion such as the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve and the Mid-Autumn Festival, the partial life encountered a bloody disaster!

Murong Zhen is dead.

Died of poisoning.

Because he was still a member of the palace at the time of his death, the mourning was sent by the Internal Affairs Office, and the people of the Murong family and their relatives and friends went to the Anle Hall near the west gate of the imperial city to mourn.

Murong Huan, a member of the Ministry of Labor, was thirty-eight years old when he suddenly lost his son, his grief was indescribable, and his temples were white overnight, and he looked more than ten years old.

"Lord Murong, the festival mourns and changes." Duke Deng attended the funeral on behalf of the emperor, with a white circle around his waist, and a strip of black cloth tied on the sleeve of his left arm to show respect for the deceased.

Murong Huan's eyes were blank, his pale lips opened, and he couldn't say a word, and his throat grunted twice, making a ho-ho sound.

Murong Rui (Murong Zhen's younger brother), who was crying with a snot and tears on his face, stepped forward to support his father, choked up and said, "Daddy wants to take a look at my brother Zuihou, and I hope that the chief manager will allow it." ”

Father-in-law Deng looked sad, and while saying, "Good boy, your brother is a haode", he led the two towards the coffin placed in the middle of the mourning hall. As for Mrs. Murong and the eldest lady Murong Min, who was already a wife, they hugged and cried so much that they almost fainted, and they couldn't get up at all when they sat on the ground. The eldest son-in-law, Chu Rongping, also had hot eyes and a red nose, and took care of his mother-in-law and wife with grief.

Murong Zhen's little nephew, three-year-old Chu Dalang, looked ignorant, looked at the adult at a loss with his fingers in his mouth, and saw his mother and grandmother crying in a mess, he sniffled and cried.

Chu Yunsheng, who was sitting behind the curtain and came to see off the deceased, only then did he know that he was still a little related to the Murong family. That Chu Rongping is his clan brother, who is still within the five suits, and is a cousin in the next room. He also had to call Miss Murong a sister-in-law.

Looking at the sisters and brothers of the Murong family again, they are looking at the flowers and the moon, no wonder Murong was really able to enter the eyes of the emperor.

To be honest, he didn't feel much grief, but he was a little sad in his heart.

A good piece of food and a glass of wine can kill people, who knows if it will be their turn next?

He looked blankly at the white flags and black cloth in the hall, several huge white wreaths lined up on both sides of the mourning hall, and the big inscription in the middle deeply pierced his eyes.

It has not yet been found out how the poison came about, and rumors have been flying all over the sky, some say that Murong accidentally ate poisonous wine for the emperor to prevent disasters, some say that the emperor gave poisonous wine to poison Murong to death, and some say that he was killed in order to compete for favor......

The three days of being buried was another toss-up. Mrs. Murong fell ill directly. The emperor thoughtfully gave Murong Huan a seven-day leave and asked him to take care of his old wife and young children.

Later, to everyone's surprise, the emperor ordered the dismissal of most of the male favorites.