The road to the White Blue Mountain in Aquila City was only two days away.

After all, it is Simeng's "guard of honor", this legal team is well-equipped, and always maintains a formation, or a real and legitimate exit, and is passing through the customs between Simeng and West Asia, all the way is official, there are no beasts, and there are twelve points of decency.

Jiang Ningyun never looked for the first machine again, which fully confirmed Han Dongwen's previous guess, she still only looked at the emperor's eyeliner from top to bottom, and had no doubts for the time being.

Then, the fact that the first machine pierced the long-haired man was just regarded as his cruelty.

In the past two days, in addition to daily eating, drinking and having fun in the palace, the most important thing for Han Dongwen is to be present to personally witness the process of Zhong Lilin handing over the "Bronze Bird Seal" to Li Zai, who has been seven or eight points better.

It's much simpler than he thought, just burning incense, slaughtering a pair of birds, and then there are some rather bluffing light and shadow effects.

"Ahem, Li Zai has already received the seal?"

He asked Zhong Lilin this, and the other party bowed his head and said yes, and that's it.

After that, he walked, ate and drank, and he never talked to him about the next time.

That's fine, at least there are still a lot of things he needs to solve now, and surviving the next immortal ceremony is the first priority.

And among all the people Han Dongwen has come into contact with at present, the only one who may have something to do with this matter is naturally the prince of Taka.

He vaguely felt that this time the Grand Duke of Tilda in West Asia insisted that Simeng send people to West Asia to inspect the five cities, and there was also a Gao factor, but it was a pity that the first machine man was soft-spoken, and it was estimated that there was no drama to go too deep into the negotiations between Tilda and Jiang Ningyun, and he could only figure it out after Jiang Ningyun returned to Siyang.

Han Dongwen finished dinner, thinking about whether it was time to flip through the few books sent by the elder Wen of Taishuge a few days ago, Xiao Hongdou had already brought two maids to take care of the dormitory for him, put on new incense, and finally left a small bowl with porcelain inlaid enamel on the desk, which contained crystal clear red dates and lotus seeds and snow ear soup.

"Dessert?"

Han Dongwen smiled and picked up the bowl, without using a spoon, just tilted the bowl a little and drank it into his mouth.

"Holy!"

In the next second, he suddenly exclaimed, the porcelain bowl in his hand fell loosely to the ground, smashed with a snap, and his mouth kept spitting out the soup in his mouth, and his face became pale.

"Your Highness!"

Xiao Hongdou was startled, shoved the tray in his hand into the arms of the maid next to him, and hurriedly rushed forward: "Your Highness, what's wrong?!" ”

"This soup—"

Han Dongwen's fingers trembled, trembling and pointed to the soup that had been sprinkled on the ground, and said weakly: "Who made this soup, who is it?" ”

The first time she saw His Royal Highness's appearance, Xiao Hongdou's mind was confused all of a sudden, and she hurriedly helped Han Dongwen to sit on the chair next to her, only to feel that her hands and feet were numb.

Someone poisoned and stabbed?!

Xiao Hongdou only felt that he was going to be out of breath, bit his lower lip white, turned around and shouted to the two maids: "Call, call the imperial doctor, quickly!" ”

"No, it's not ......"

Han Dongwen propped himself up and waved his hand: "No, I just want to ask who made this soup in the imperial dining room, it's too-"

His performance is not poisoned.

The most ferocious poison will not have such a violent reaction as soon as it reaches the tip of the tongue.

There is only one reason why Han Dongwen looks like this-

It's so unpalatable!

Red date lotus seed snow fungus soup, this is a long-standing tradition and tested sugar water dessert, what kind of wind is smoked in the imperial dining room, Make this bowl sour and bitter, as if spoiled things come out?

"Your Highness, this ......"

repeatedly confirmed that Han Dongwen was fine, and Xiao Hongdou's hanging heart finally let go.

The two maids hurriedly stepped forward to clean the ground, and their faces were almost as white as Han Dongwen's.

Such a big movement, if someone really stabbed -

They are naturally worried about their own lives, whether it is the invisible assassin or the accountability later, if something really happens, how can they escape?

Xiao Hongdou only looked at Han Dongwen worriedly, and hurriedly took the brewed tea for him to drink slowly, and still asked uneasily: "Your Highness, is it really just a taste that doesn't fit?" Or call the Imperial Doctor to ......"

Han Dongwen shook his head weakly but firmly, he couldn't help but take care of the first machine in the past two days, if he found the imperial doctor to accompany him, and found that he couldn't wake up His Highness, then he would be furious.

"Okay......"

Xiao Hongdou pursed his lips: "By the way, this soup...... This soup is not served in the imperial dining room, it is a medicinal soup sent by Concubine Chi Niangniang, saying that it is added with yellow lime leaves, and the lotus seeds are also replaced with fermented almonds, saying that it can calm the nerves in this way. ”

Chi Hanqing......

Hearing the chef's name, the soup suddenly became reasonable.

Han Dongwen waved his hand weakly: "How could Concubine Chi think of sending this soup to me today?" ”

"Your Highness, you forgot, today is Concubine Chi's maiden."

While he was talking to Little Red Bean, the two maids had already cleaned the room and retreated outside the dormitory.

Han Dongwen was only stunned, and then reacted.

The candidates for the bed have always been arranged according to the preferences of the plague king, and there is no lack of whim.

However, except for one situation, that is, the two concubines, Jiang Keyin and Chi Hanqing, if they also lined up to sleep when Han Dongwen took the initiative to flop, it means that there is an arrangement between the law department and the military division behind them.

Han Dongwen sighed lightly: "Okay, you can rest, I'm fine, I don't need to report it to the imperial doctor." ”

Xiao Hongdou nodded slightly, packed up his things and walked out, and before going out, he still glanced back at Han Dongwen with some concern.

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"Hanqing."

Han Dongwen only felt that his throat was a little dry.

In the dormitory, the two of them only sat next to a square table, and they didn't even meet their eyes.

He suddenly remembered the scene of the first machine "interviewing" the girl from Yuhualou, and showed a wry smile.

"Your Highness, can you take the medicine? It's something that can calm the nerves, and I hope Your Highness won't blame Han Qing for doing a lot of things. ”

Chi Hanqing's face was the softness of the business, and the corners of Han Dongwen's mouth twitched: "How come, I still want to thank you." ”

"Your Highness laughed."

Awkward silence.

In the past month or so, His Royal Highness would not let go of himself every day, but suddenly he seemed to have lost interest, and began to be busy, and there was a visit to West Asia, and in a panic, Chi Hanqing couldn't remember the last time he was in this dormitory.

Han Dongwen, who was sitting on the side, was even more like a pin.

How does this kind of thing start?

Three-two-one group?

He only felt that there were ants crawling in his heart, and suddenly he only felt that Jiang Keyin was so strong that there seemed to be something good.

Chi Hanqing stood up lightly and walked in front of Han Dongwen, he swallowed his saliva, and his heart beat faster.

"Your Highness seems to have something on your mind."

Ji Hanqing gently turned sideways and sat on Han Dongwen's lap.

She used a very good posture, elegantly supporting her weight with her legs, so that Han Dongwen only felt that there was nothing in her arms, and it was full of the fragrance that was clear but not greasy.

It's weird, there is an ancient joke that modern women are pickled in cosmetics, so why are they so fragrant?

"Ahem, I'm ......"

Han Dongwen's hand hesitated for a moment, but still grabbed Chi Hanqing's waist.

"I'm just thinking about something today, maybe—maybe I'm not interested."

Chi Hanqing listened, and only leaned over to Han Dongwen gently: "His Royal Highness was too tired a few days ago, and he also visited West Asia, so naturally he wanted to have a good rest." ”

The scent is a little closer.

"West Asian ......"

Han Dongwen smiled: "The last time I went to West Asia, I watched Mass on the last day, what did Hanqing think?" ”

Chi Hanqing nodded lightly: "The concubine hasn't been able to thank His Highness for accompanying the concubine to do such a meaningless little thing in his busy schedule." ”

"Where did it come from?"

On the day of the Mass, perhaps because of the presence of foreigners such as Han Dongwen and others, the theme of "helping the needy" of the Mass was not reflected, and all the people present were well-dressed and praying sincerely.

This was actually not the same as the Mass she wanted to see for the relief of the people, but it was naturally much better than never seeing it and relying only on imagination.

The topic can also talk about this sentence or two, and the two fell into a brief silence again.

"Actually......"

"The ......"

As if it was a coincidence, the two of them opened their mouths together, Chi Hanqing was stunned, and hurriedly bowed his head: "Your Highness, please speak." ”

"No, no, what did you just want to say?"

Han Dongwen kicked the ball back, Ji Hanqing's expression looked a little hesitant, did she really have something to say?

Sure enough, Chi Hanqing bit his lower lip lightly as if he had made up his mind: "Concubine...... The concubine wanted to ask His Highness for a favor. ”

Her original plan was to work harder when she went to bed tonight, first to serve His Highness comfortably, and then mention the matter of delivering medicine, but looking at His Highness's appearance, I am afraid that she can escape tonight.

I'm afraid I can only talk about the medicine first.

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