finally sent away a large number of visitors, Mo Shihuan's ass had not yet sat firmly, and another holy decree came from the emperor to announce their entry into the palace.

Mo Shihuan only felt physically and mentally tired, but he couldn't ignore it, so he had to enter the palace accompanied by Zhuo Chen. Zhuo Chen took care of it carefully all the way, and his brows were tightly locked during the period, which was never stretched since he watched Mo Shihuan swallow those things.

Mo Shihuan was distressed, stretched out and pressed Zhuo Chen's eyebrows and whispered softly: "Take it easy, you are pressing your heart like this, making me nervous." You are the King of Xiliang, the King of Xiliang who is calm and calm, and is not swayed by it. ”

The warm fingertips seemed to soothe Zhuo Chen's depression, although he did not speak, there were dark waves flowing in his dark eyes, and his brows slowly relaxed, returning to his usual self-esteem.

When he arrived at the palace, as soon as the emperor saw them, he immediately couldn't wait to ask about the situation this time, for the emperor, the most worried thing was the rebellion of the He tribe, once it was found that those who had different intentions must not be able to stay in trouble, so the emperor was eager to recruit Zhuo Chen and Mo Shihuan into the palace, wanting to get the specific situation to prepare.

Woe to the wall, chaos from the mouth. Zhuo Chen's words could wipe out the entire Heclan.

thought that Zhuo Chen would tell about Ziyunlan, but Zhuo Chen only mentioned that the rebellion was a gangster, but they were all dealt with, so there was no need for the emperor to worry.

The vague testimony is so general that I can't figure out what is going on at all, is this protecting the He?

Mo Shihuan couldn't help but peek at Zhuo Chen from the side, but he didn't see anything from his calm face.

lowered his head, but his heart couldn't help but warm, it turned out that Zhuo Chen was just a big pie on his face.

The emperor couldn't ask why, and he couldn't keep it and not let him go, so he could only let them retreat boringly.

Out of the palace, Mo Shihuan breathed a sigh of relief, and after going back, he slept well and recuperated. At the same time, she realized that Zi Yunlan must have a follow-up move waiting for them, but the matter was far from over.

It's just that she didn't expect that in the next few days, a black cloud storm was brewing in the court.

A day later, the Han family held a small banquet and invited some ministers of the DPRK and China to get together.

Champagne is beautiful, the wine is fragrant, and the ministers are drunk and drunk.

At this time, Han Yunchen took out a delicate wine cup and asked the maid to serve it to each minister. After pouring all of them, Han Yunchen said: "This is the wine I have treasured in the Western Regions for many years, and I specially took it out today to celebrate everyone!"

When everyone sniffed it, it was really fragrant, which made people's index fingers move.

"Here, let's have another drink!" Han Yunchen held it high

Wine cup, bow to everyone, do it first as a respect.

The people below chimed in, and they all drained the last drop of wine in their glasses. Watching the wine cup drink it all,

Han Yunchen's lips hidden under the wine glass showed a strange smile.

After three rounds of wine, the guests are gone. Han Yunchen walked into a pavilion in the apse.

Opening the door, the man sitting lazily in the room said softly: "Medicine?"

"And they that were mixed with the wine were drunk. But the person who came ......" Halfway through speaking, Han Yunchen's forehead kept sweating, and he was afraid that if the man in front of him was unhappy, he would even poison himself.

"Where are they?" Zi Yunlan asked.

Han Yunchen's face tightened, and he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Some small ministers in the court, where will the important ministers on the left and right buy my face."

Not to mention the past, now he has been slandered by Mo Shihuan, and he has long been disgusted by some people, and it is not bad if he doesn't squeeze him, and he acts cautiously on his face every day.

Still, he felt it was enough. These people basically have some connections in the court, and it's not bad to have a layer of shields as hole cards after they stand in line.

"Good. The value of these people will be revealed in the future. Zi Yunlan finished speaking softly, closed his eyes and waved his hand, "You go down."

Han Yunchen bowed down respectfully and retreated, and the moment he closed the door, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up again.

The next day, the court held a discussion, and somehow, as if they had drunk wine, several adults spoke upside down, and the content of the report was also messy, and frequent mistakes angered Long Yan. The emperor was made like this, and the whole person was not good, and his face was directly unhappy.

But because of a few small mistakes, it seems that the emperor is narrow-minded, so he can only reprimand a few words with a calm face and call for retreat.

Those petty officials Zhuo Chen happened to know each other, and the officials of the same dynasty knew some of the conduct of these ministers, and they couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous about it, after all, those people were as strange as people who knew that there was a pit in front of them and still wanted to jump down.

Strange in his heart, Zhuo Chen took advantage of the next dynasty to leave, and stopped at the door to block the adults: "Have you drunk too much wine today?"

Several adults were secretly worried about causing trouble for no reason, and when they saw Zhuo Chen blocking the way, one of them hurriedly looked anxious: "My lord, no."

As he spoke, he made eye contact with the others, leaving him alone before he left. When there were no scruples around, the junior official led Zhuo Chen to the side, and only then did he tell the reason: "The palace is not deliberately disturbing, it is really caused by a momentary dizziness."

"How do you faint at the end of the day?" Zhuo Chen glanced at him, this little official was in the prime of life.

The junior official raised his head and thought about it, and muttered: "It's just that I went to Lord Han's house yesterday to drink some wine, but when I got up this morning, I felt dizzy, and the court didn't have any strength." That's why he made a fool of himself in front of the palace. ”

"Do you usually feel unwell?" Zhuo Chen asked again, but the little official shook his head.

After hesitating for a moment, he said again: "I just asked those adults, and they have similar feelings to me, but I can't find the reason, so I think it may be a cold."

As soon as he heard Han Yunchen's name, Zhuo Chen immediately became vigilant. Hearing him say that he suddenly felt uncomfortable, and besides, it wasn't caused by physical weakness, and a group of big men would suddenly get cold? Then there must be something wrong with it, Zhuo Chen only felt a lot of doubts.

returned to the house full of suspicions, but Zhuo Chen didn't see Mo Shihuan, so he found Mo Shihuan's bedroom all the way.

And Mo Shihuan was developing an antidote, and he was so engrossed that he didn't notice Zhuo Chen, who had returned home. was grinding the last herb into powder, Mo Shihuan was grinding and grinding and suddenly a flower in front of him, his whole body was sore and uncomfortable, and he involuntarily fell backwards.

"Mo Shihuan!" Zhuo Chen stepped in, and when he saw this, the wind swept by, and he could catch her. With palpitations, he grabbed Mo Shihuan Zhuochen and looked down, the person in his arms had an extremely bad complexion and was already unconscious.

"Huan'er?" Even after a few calls, Mo Shihuan showed no signs of waking up. Zhuo Chen was impatient, and picked up Mo Shihuan and walked out of the house.

Just about to call someone to pass on the imperial doctor, a person suddenly appeared out of thin air and raised his hand to stop Zhuo Chen's movements: "Lord Wang, let me take a look!"