The palace maids brought another bowl and a pot of hot water, and the imperial physician waited in the side hall early to summon them at any time.

Ling Zinian did not choose to sit in place this time, but came to the hall in person to watch Chi Jing take out the remaining small half packet of medicinal powder, and watched her pour all the medicinal powder into the bowl. That's right, it's the kind that Concubine Fang just drank it.

Today, he wants to see how his fifth brother dissected his wolf ambition in front of everyone, and was scolded by all the people! If this medicine can't make Ling Yun tell the truth, but it is really an antidote that can restrain the Gu poison on Ling Yun's body, then it doesn't hurt...

He also has a way to get the poison back down!

The water no longer emitted hot air, and the pool probed the temperature of the bowl wall, just right. "Lord Wang, please."

"There is labor." Ling Yun nodded slightly, not looking at her. He put down the flask in his hand and reached for the bowl, without hesitation or timidity.

"Childe!" Qingfeng couldn't help but shout worriedly, and Ling Zinian glanced at him lightly.

Qingfeng lowered his head and silenced, looked at his own prince again, and found that Ling Yun had already drunk it all, and was taking out a Jinpa from his arms and slowly wiping away the water stains from the corners of his mouth.

An excited look flashed in Ling Zinian's eyes, but he held himself back and didn't ask eagerly. He still remembered that it took nearly half an hour for the dancing concubine to have a seizure from taking it to having a seizure.

The time was almost up, and Chi Jing stepped forward and said, "Fifth Prince, do you want to sleep?" ”

Ling Yun's face was indeed a little tired, and he seemed to be a little sleepy: "Yes..."

Chi Jing said again: "Fifth Prince, do you remember where you are now?" ”

Ling Yun said: "This king is in the palace at the moment, in the banquet hall. ”

Chi Jing softened his voice: "Then the fifth prince, what do you want to say?" Say it, and you'll feel a lot better. ”

Fingers trembled invisibly. For the first time since entering the hall, Ling Yun raised his eyes and looked deeply into the eyes of the woman in front of him who flashed with a smile.

...

This question and answer is the same as the situation of the dancing concubine. The excitement in Ling Zinian's eyes became stronger, waiting for Ling Yun to reveal his true thoughts. Say, speak, speak, your death date is today...

"It's a little sweet." For a long time, Lingyun said.

"Well, what else?" Chi Jing nodded cautiously. Of course she knew that it would be sweet, and could the powder ground with honey burn Yuanzhi not be sweet. Yuanzhi, also known as 葽蒽蒬, 蕀蒬. Like ephedra, red, sharp and yellow. Warm and bitter in nature, classified into the lung meridian and heart meridian, it has the effect of calming the nerves and intellectual, expelling phlegm and reducing swelling, and is mainly used to treat insomnia and dreams, trance, swelling and pain caused by heart and kidney incompatibility...

The matter of the dancing concubine has been tossed for a long time, not to mention Ling Yun, in fact, everyone has already had fatigue on their faces. Compared to Ling Zinian's excitement and Qingfeng's nervousness, she just wanted to ask casually and deal with the past. No, she was distracted to memorize the medicine book...

And also? Ling Yun licked his lips, "It seems to be a little spicy." ”

"Well, this taste problem Minnu will find a way to improve it in the future." She said with a serious attitude, not expecting that the drunkard's tongue could taste anything other than wine. It's just that why does this extremely beautiful prince's lip licking action seem a little sultry at this time? It's a little cute...

It must be that she was too tired to pay too much attention to dealing with Concubine Wu just now, so she is now delirious. When she goes back tonight, she will also make herself some Yuanzhi water to drink.

Ling Zinian on the side didn't know how to behave.

"This king doesn't like to talk." I really didn't know what to say, Ling Yun said lightly.

You can see it. Chi Jing motioned for him to continue.

Do you have to say something? Looking up at those curious and expectant eyes locked on him, as if he finally noticed that his performance was disappointing, Ling Yun thought about it and decided to say something about his youth. "At the age of thirteen..."

...

At the age of thirteen, Ling Yun picked up a cat.

The cat is cute and well-behaved. Ling Yun doesn't like to talk since he was a child, but he likes to talk to himself to the kitten. He held it in his arms every day, and in his spare time he would listen to him play the piano, and when he read, although he could not understand it, he would also rub his palms with great enjoyment, and listen to the sound of his reading and fall asleep at his feet.

A lot of times, you like something, it's not how good or rare that thing is. That's just when you need it, it just appears, and it's willing to accompany you, and it can even make you unconsciously show the softest side of your heart in front of it, then it's worth cherishing.

He eats and sleeps with kittens, no matter where he goes, he is inseparable, and one person and one cat are the whole world. The kitten is his relative, and the days with the kitten are the happiest and most satisfying time for Lingyun.

Until one day, he left the capital with the kitten, and the kitten ran out one night. At first he thought it was just going out for a walk, but soon it would appear in front of him with its languid waist stretched, burrow into his arms, yawn and fall into a deep sleep.

Or he will come back with half of the body of a mouse in his mouth, and put it in his quilt like a baby, trying to surprise him.

But he waited until dawn, and the kitten never returned. His guards found the body of the kitten by a nearby stream, whose hands and feet had been cut off, lying motionless by the stream, its blood had dried up.

...

It was the first time she had heard him say so much, and it was all because of a cat.

"What's wrong?" Ling Yun returned to reality from his sad memories and found that everyone was looking at him in a daze.

"And then?" Chi Jing couldn't help but ask on behalf of everyone, who is the murderer? Why is this murderer's cat abuse method so familiar, but this fifth prince is said to be twenty-three or four years old this year, and when he was thirteen years old, that is, about ten years ago, ten years ago, the holy woman was only two years old, it is unlikely that she could be.

"Later, the king returned to the capital." He was depressed for a whole month and never had a cat again.

"I'm not talking about this," Chi Jing forgot to call herself a folk girl, "I mean the murderer of the cat?" ”

"Didn't find it." Lingyun Dao, not to mention that the kitten is not a human, what if the murderer is found? Is a life worth a life?

"Lord, can I ask you for one thing?" Chi Jing looked at Ling Yun like a monster, and suddenly said helplessly.

"Miss Chi, let's talk." Ling Yun looked at her quietly.

"Can you not use that kind of "this matter has nothing to do with me, I'm just passing by" tone to describe this incident..."It's obviously a sad memory, but this prince with facial paralysis can actually say it with an expression and a tone throughout the whole process... You can also find time to pour yourself a drink.

"Oh." Ling Yun didn't care about the authenticity, and his voice was still as cold as ever.

Oh, your sister... Chi Jing was speechless.

"Enough!" Ling Zinian really couldn't bear it, what did he say for a long time? Who wants to listen to what he says about cats and dogs? "Fifth brother, I ask you, has the poison in your body been cured?"

"Not yet." Ling Yun said indifferently.

"And you..."Are you rebellious? Have you ever thought of removing me from the dragon throne and replacing me? Do you want to give up the military power given to you by the emperor in your hand? But what about when asked? What if he says that he has no intention of rebellion? After the effect of the drug, he came back to his senses, and he would clearly remember what he had asked him, that...

Ling Zinian looked around, and the words that came to his lips were taken back. If he asks like this, then others will seem to him to be a suspicious emperor who is narrow-minded and can't tolerate his siblings... Why is this Lingyun not like the slut of the dancing concubine, he doesn't need him to ask directly, so he will tell the whole story?

"Brother Huang has nothing to know, but it doesn't hurt to ask." Ling Yun Dao, his expression was clear, as if he had not drunk the bowl of medicine.

Don't... This medicine doesn't work on Lingyun? Ling Zinian's inquiring eyes drifted towards Chi Jing.