Yulin: "Niangniang, what about Mama Li?" ”

Mama Li also looked at Concubine Lan nervously.

Concubine Lan met Mama Li's gaze and pondered for a moment.

The imperial doctor is his own person, and Concubine Lan also knows how much medicine she has taken, according to common sense, Chu Yao's body has been holding on for a long time.

It's just a dying person, and sooner or later the queen's position will be relinquished.

Mama Li is her confidant, and she has been following her for more than ten years, if the emperor still has an old affection for Chu Yao and intervenes in it, then Mama Li's life will not be saved.

After thinking for a moment, it didn't hurt to bow your head to a dying person and admit her mistakes, and she could still have a good reputation in the harem, so as to lay the foundation for ascending to the throne of the queen in the future.

"Mama, today, I'm afraid I'm going to wronged you first."

Mama Li hurriedly responded: "Niangniang is willing to protect the old slave, the old slave is already very grateful, for the sake of Niangniang, the old slave is willing to apologize with death." ”

There was a heavy knock.

"Your life, this palace will be saved. But...... After all, it is inevitable to be beaten. ”

……

Ninghe Palace.

Chu Yao had just changed into dry clothes, sat at the dining table, and asked Cai Hua to serve a bowl of soup.

Four dishes and one soup, the dish is poisonous, and there is a small amount of antidote in the soup.

Chu Yao asked casually: "Today's meal is still sent by Luoyun?" ”

Cai Hua responded obediently: "Yes, Niangniang." ”

Luoyun used to be a small palace maid in Ninghe Palace, but after Chu Yao was grounded, he dismissed the minions in Ninghe Palace and let them be deployed to other places.

And Luoyun was just right, and was transferred to the imperial dining room.

There are fewer portions in Ninghe Palace, but the meals are still adequate.

Maybe this falling cloud is the one who poisoned it, but ...... It could also be the one that gave the antidote.

Tingqin was worried: "Niangniang, don't you have an appetite?" ”

Seeing that Chu Yao's chopsticks didn't move, even the soup was just scooped casually, and there was no entrance.

Niangniang is already very thin, and if she doesn't eat anymore, how can her body stand it?

"Starting tomorrow, the two of you will be responsible for the meal, just cook some in the private kitchen, and the ones sent by the imperial dining room will be collected as usual, just leave them away."

The two looked at each other, their craftsmanship ...... Is the mother swallowing?

But he nodded his head in response.

"Concubine Lan has arrived—"

As soon as the voice of the report fell, Concubine Lan's voice came from the door, "Sister Queen, my sister is here to make amends." ”

The voice is gentle, but it is a little fake.

It's the same as the routine of the Feicai people.

It's just that the Feicai people still know how to be polite, waiting outside the door, waiting for Chu Yao to summon him.

As for Concubine Lan, she pushed the door directly and walked in slowly, as if she had returned to her home.

The minions put down the carved chairs, and Concubine Lan sat down, looking at Chu Yao carefully.

The bones of his body do look much thinner than two years ago, and his face is a little older, but he still does not hide his beauty.

Those eyes were too bright, but it made Concubine Lan feel that Chu Yao was not poisoned.

That look really made Concubine Lan feel uneasy.

It seems that Mama Li is right, Chu Yao is indeed different.

looked at the four dishes and one soup on Chu Yao's table again, which was the dinner she carefully prepared for Chu Yao.

Could it be that she is overthinking?

Concubine Lan restrained her thoughts, sat on the carved chair she prepared and waved her hand, only to see two minions carrying Mama Li on a long bench at the door, one holding a flat torture instrument, ready to be punished with a cane.

"I heard that Mama Li collided with her sister, Mama Li is my sister's person, my sister really can't help it, it's my sister who didn't teach the slave well, didn't you bring it to ask for sin! How many sticks does my sister feel to be able to dissipate her anger? ”