This morning, Sang Huai'an was summoned by the emperor to enter the palace, and before leaving the palace, he was called to Wanshou Palace by the Queen Mother.

As soon as he entered the house, Sang Huai'an was forcibly given a few packets of traditional Chinese medicine, and the queen mother repeatedly instructed her to drink a pack every day after sunset.

Sang Huai'an didn't plan to say anything about his visit to Wanshou Palace, and he didn't plan to drink any strange Chinese medicine, just like the Zhuzi soup he got back last time and now he doesn't know where to throw it.

Mai Jiu looked at Sang Huai'an's stunned appearance, and she shook the fan in her hand vigorously: "Cut, don't talk about pulling down." ”

Mai Jiu turned his head and rolled his eyes, seeing that Sang Huai'an probably did something unsightly during the day.

Sang Huai'an heard Mai Jiu's disdainful voice, and he hurriedly explained: "It was the imperial brother who summoned this king into the palace this morning, and said that the hussar general would return to Beijing in a few days, and let this king go to the city gate early that day to greet him." ”

Hussar general?

Mai Jiu still subconsciously flipped through her memory, okay, no, and then she began to make up for it.

The hussar general, it must be a strong man with dark skin, five big and three thick, wearing armor and holding a spear.

Thinking about it, the movement of the fan in Mai Jiu's hand slowed down a little.

Sang Huai'an squinted at Mai Jiu, who was twisting his head and not responding, he was about to speak but was interrupted by Chengde, who came in with a bowl.

"Lord Wang, hurry up and drink the medicine."

As soon as Chengde put the hot bowl on the table, he rubbed his fingers and looked up to see the prince with a puzzled and vicious look.

Mai Jiu heard the voice and turned his head to look at Chengde.

Chengde looked at the eyes of the prince, and he timidly looked at Mai Jiu, who was also staring at him.

"Where did the Chinese medicine come from? Didn't this king throw it away a long time ago? Sang Huai'an asked, his tone cold.

"It's... Lord, it's not to blame the slave, it was sent by the Queen Mother, and she stared at the slave to boil it for you, saying that the slave could see you drink it yourself. ”

Mai Jiu got up curiously and walked quickly to the table to look, and when he got closer, a pungent and strong smell of Chinese medicine came into the tip of his nose, and Mai Jiu quickly covered his mouth and almost didn't spit it out.

Sang Huai'an frowned, and waved his hand in disgust: "Take it, take it away, this king doesn't drink." ”

Chengde lowered his head and blinked his eyes, he hesitated and said, "It's probably when you throw it... It was seen by the people around the Queen Mother, this is not... Someone sent it to you again. After speaking, Chengde raised his eyes slightly and observed the expression of the prince.

Chengde opened his mouth again and said, "Lord Wang, why don't you drink it, the people around the Queen Mother are still waiting outside the courtyard." ”

Sang Huai'an turned his head to escape from reality, he covered his nose with one hand and kept waving his hand and said, "Don't drink this king, Chengde, you drink for this king." ”

Mai Jiu gradually got used to the smell of Chinese medicine, she put her hand down and sniffed it not as pungent as just now.

Chengde frowned: "Lord Wang... The person who came was still waiting for the slave at the gate of the courtyard to hand over the errand, and the slave was full of the smell of Chinese medicine. ”

Sang Huai'an stretched out his index finger and pointed to Mai Jiu on the side. Mai Jiu's face was full of doubts, and he also stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, "Me? ”

Sang Huai'an still twisted his head and said categorically, "You drink." ”

Mai Jiu's face instantly turned cold: "Why? ”

After she remembered something, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled evilly, and continued: "Oh~ I know, the dignified prince is not worth a child, and he is actually afraid of drinking Chinese medicine. After speaking, he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and chuckled twice.

Yes, Sang Huai'an didn't like to drink Chinese medicine since he was a child, he hated the taste, very, hated!

Sang Huai'an slowly turned his head to look at Mai Jiu, he looked at the provocative face of the person in front of him, and plucked up the courage to say, "Chengde, bring it to this king, this king is bored, and some people actually say that this king is not worthy of children." ”

Chengde hurriedly picked up the medicine bowl and sent it to the prince.

This sentence hit Mai Jiu's laughter again, she burst out laughing, and after seeing Sang Huai'an, who was full of fear and pretending to be calm, she pursed her lips and stifled her laughter.

"If you can't drink it, don't force it, it's just a bowl of Chinese medicine, and no one here laughs at you."

Hearing this, Sang Huai'an reached out and directly snatched the bowl in Chengde's hand, closed his eyes and raised his neck to drink it all.

Chengde, who watched this scene, stretched out his thumb and admired his face.

After drinking, Sang Huaian stuffed the bowl into Chengde's arms, and Chengde hurriedly caught the bowl in his arms.

Sang Huai'an endured the feeling of wanting to spit it out, and said intermittently: "You.. Take it away... Errand goes. ”

After speaking, Chengde held the bowl and bowed to Sang Huai'an, and then walked out.

Mai Jiu looked at Sang Huai'an's painful face, she gloated, poured a cup of tea, took it in her hand, walked to Sang Huai'an's side and handed it to him.

Chengde held the empty bowl and showed it to the man outside the courtyard.

The man pulled his neck and looked at it with a smile: "It's still the prince's cooperation, don't embarrass the slaves, in this case, the slaves will be easy to deal with." ”

The man walked to Chengde's side again, whispered in his ear, "The Queen Mother said that there are some special things in it, and I promise that she can hold her little good grandson next year." ”

After hearing this, Chengde's eyes widened in shock, the Queen Mother actually... Drugged!

The man left Chengde's ear and patted him on the shoulder. Chengde looked at the man knowingly and nodded, and then led the man to the gate of the palace.

Sang Huai'an took the teacup handed by Mai Jiu, drank it all and returned it to the person next to him.

Zhihua stood at the door and said, "Master, it's time, do you want to wash up and get ready for bed?" ”

Mai Jiu replied, "Okay." She looked at Sang Huai'an, who was still unhappy, and asked, "Do you still drink?" ”

Sang Huaian waved his hand: "No need. After speaking, he put his hand on his forehead, and his face was full of sorrow.

After Mai Jiu finished washing, he sat down in front of the dresser and looked at himself in the bronze mirror in front of him.

Chengde hurriedly returned: "Lord, the slave will wash up and prepare for bed." ”

Sang Huai'an sat slumped in his chair, his eyes closed, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, he heard Chengde's voice and asked, "Chengde... Did the queen mother put something in the decoction? ”

Chengde looked at the ruddy face and frowning brow of the person in front of him: "Hmm... Minion... The minions also just knew. ”

Hearing this, Sang Huai'an's breathing became short, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Chengde hurriedly defended himself, "Lord Wang, if the slave knew it early on, he would definitely not let you drink it, and the slave really doesn't know." ”

As the prince was given an aphrodisiac by his own mother, the more Sang Huaian thought about it, the more angry he became, he stood up and shouted, "Someone!" Prepare the bath bucket, and the king will bathe. ”

Mai Jiu blinked her eyes and looked at Sang Huai'an who left in a hurry, she made a helpless gesture and continued to look at herself in the bronze mirror.

Sang Huai'an soaked in the cold water, and his hot heart slowly calmed down.

His hands were on either side of the tub, and the back of his neck was lying on the rim of the tub. He didn't even dare to look at the person in front of the dresser just now, he was afraid, afraid that one couldn't help but pounce directly.

It's a shame....

Thinking of this, Sang Huai'an covered his eyes with his hands.

Mai Jiu sat on the bed and looked out through the window, and everything was silent.

"Shiba, blow out the candles for me."

Zhihua hesitated, wanted to raise her feet and stopped, she looked at the master next to the bed and asked, "Lord Wang..."

Mai Jiu took off his shoes and put them aside, lay down on the bed, and said, "No matter, it should be bathing and drowning." ”

Chengde, who was standing outside the screen, lowered his head guiltily, he raised his eyes to look at the shadow that should be on the screen because of the candlelight, and said worriedly, "Lord Wang, you have been soaking in cold water for an hour, if you go on like this..."

Before Chengde could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a voice from inside the screen: "Chengde, dress this king." ”

Sang Huai'an was dressed in white, and his hair was simply tied in a bun, and he walked out of the side yard and stood in the courtyard, his hair and skirt fluttering gently in the night wind.

"Ah Qiu!" Sang Huai'an let out a huge sneeze, he looked at the door not far away, there was no candle flame in it, presumably the man was already asleep.

He lifted his feet and walked towards the door.

Sang Huai'an gently pushed open the door, only to hear a voice from inside the house: "Do you still know to come back?" The voice was cold and lackluster.

Hearing this voice, Sang Huai'an's blood rushed to the top of his head in an instant, his body began to heat up again, and his palms began to sweat.

A gust of wind blew, and his hair obscured his eyes.

Sang Huai'an stood at the door holding the door with his hand, his body stiffened, he felt the changes in his body, he tried to suppress, he wanted to restrain himself, but the feeling became more and more obvious.

Seeing that there was no movement, Mai Jiu got up in confusion, put on his shoes, and walked to the door.

Sang Huai'an let go of the hand that held the door of the house, he clenched his hands into fists and closed his eyes, and his breathing became slow. He didn't notice the man who was already standing in front of him, tilting his head and looking questioning.

In order to restrain the fire burning in his body, Sang Huai'an's body trembled slightly, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the person in front of him, he hurriedly turned his head to avoid his sight, and when he turned his head, his body lost its balance and staggered to the right.

Mai Jiu hurriedly grabbed Sang Huai'an's arm and looked at his symptoms: "No, you won't have a stroke." ”

As soon as this hand put on Sang Huai'an's arm, the fire that had just been suppressed suddenly ignited again.

He turned his head to look at Mai Jiu's bright eyes, grabbed Mai Jiu's head with his upper hand and kissed it violently.

Mai Jiu's eyes widened in fright, she was resisting, and she pushed Sang Huai'an's face with her hands: "Hmm... Go away.. What are you doing! ”

Mai Jiu spoke, and Sang Huai'an kissed deeper, and his other hand grabbed the hand on his cheek and raised it upward.

Mai Jiu's other hand was still pushing Sang Huai'an's cheek hard, but Sang Huai'an pushed the person in front of him into the house with his body.

The proximity of Sang Huai'an's body made Mai Jiu feel the heat of the person in front of him.

Mai Jiu realized what was going on, and her unpressed hand slapped Sang Huai'an's shoulder hard.

Mai Jiu's thrashing made the hand on the back of her head even harder, and she pressed it hard.

Sang Huai'an pushed her all the way to the front of the dining table, and Mai Jiu's ass touched the solid wood table. Sang Huai'an let go of Mai Jiu's hand, he put his hands on both sides of Mai Jiu's waist and lifted her directly to the table.

Mai Jiu sat on the table, and Sang Huai'an's kiss kissed Mai Jiu's thin white neck. Sang Huai'an's hand directly broke Mai Jiu's thigh with force, and the two of them got closer.

Mai Jiu could only lift her neck when she was kissed, her body shook in a hurry, and her hands were desperately beating Sang Huai'an's back.

"Don't... No... Let go of me. ”

Sang Huai'an left Mai Jiu's neck, and he leaned into the ear of the person in front of him and whispered, "This king knows, if you don't want it, you want it." ”

Hearing this voice, Mai Jiu's hand on Sang Huai'an's back clenched into a fist, and she directly raised her hand backwards and punched Sang Huai'an's temple with all her strength.

Sang Huai'an was beaten too much, and the hand that was holding Mai Jiu's body loosened a little, and Mai Jiu got a gap and turned around and fled from Sang Huai'an's chest.

Sang Huai'an tilted his head and opened his eyes wide.

Mai Jiu wiped her mouth with her hands, and she looked at the person in front of her with cold eyes: "I don't think you have a stroke, you are an evil spirit!" I say don't just don't! After saying this, he ran out of the house quickly.