Chapter 114: Yan Chaoji is poisoned
Back to the boudoir.
[Host, change the time after the bug in this world, and become the Huai Summer season]
Shen Tang, who had long known that it was now Huaixia's host, ate a bite of the red fruit.
[Tangtang host, it has been determined that the yellow dress system and the yellow dress were successfully wiped out, by the way, is the host curious about why he is wearing a wedding dress and appearing on the cliff. 】
Shen Tang didn't remember why he put on his wedding dress, and suddenly heard the sound of correction.
His eyes were slightly confused.
Who married me, and to whom did I marry, did I marry of my own free will? I just know that it must be the yellow clothes or the yellow clothes system that led me to the cliff, and I don't know anything else]
Correction was just about to answer, and found out the reason for wearing the wedding dress.
Suddenly.
Fixed the inability to speak, some problems with system functions, temporarily offline, return to the headquarters for repair.
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Late at night.
The national teacher approached the door of Shen Tang's boudoir, and no one nearby saw him, so the national teacher entered with confidence.
Slowly pushing the door, his eyes fell to Shen Tang lying on the couch, forgetting the figure of extinguishing the lights.
The national teacher walked to Shen Tang's side in a few steps and sat down.
Gradually, I climbed to the bed.
The eyes are dyed with greed and affection.
Hug the one who pleases you.
Shen Tang didn't know that the national teacher ran to her boudoir in the middle of the night and habitually hugged the quilt to sleep.
Mistaking the national teacher for a quilt.
The national teacher felt that Shen Tang was very close to him, and heard Shen Tang's faint muttering dream.
Gradually.
The national teacher closed his eyes and almost fell asleep.
Yan Qing's cool timbre sounded.
"As a master, it is really shameful to climb on the apprentice's bed and secretly hold the apprentice to sleep."
Yan Qing sat at the window, staring at the national teacher.
The national teacher heard the voice and saw Yan Qing appear on the window of Shen Tang's boudoir at some point.
Gently left the bed and left Shen Tang's boudoir.
Moment.
Yan Qing walked on the road with the national teacher.
His eyes were dyed with sarcasm, looking at the appearance of the national teacher who was pure and ascetic, wearing a delicate robe in the color of a deep bamboo moon, and wearing a sachet and jade pendant around his waist.
"I can't imagine that the dignified national teacher will also do the thing of climbing on the couch behind her back, but it's a pity that she lost the memory of becoming stupid, and now she won't say anything like you marrying you.
Unlike me, not her master, she can continue to find a way to make her like me. ”
Speaking of which.
Yan Qing walked up to the national teacher and sneered in his eyes.
The national teacher stared at Yan Qing's eyes similar to him.
Glancing around, I was relieved to make sure there was still no third person.
If others hear this, it will damage Tangtang's reputation.
Suddenly.
The national teacher snorted coldly.
"You are not my true brother, please leave the National Teacher's Mansion, don't continue to live here, eat and drink me, and sarcastically mock me, what is your skin made of, so thick."
Yan Qing's sarcastic smile suddenly froze.
Following.
The national teacher sent someone to send Yan Qing away.
Yan Qing pretended to be tea in the tea, ran to Shen Tang's side, and said pitifully that he was driven away by the national teacher and he had no place to live.
Shen Tang took a step back, avoiding Yan Qing's hand that wanted to hold her.
The eyes are faint.
"Master is not your father, you have no place to live, you can find a place to live by yourself, you have no money to make money, why should my master care about you."
When Yan Qing heard this, he almost couldn't hold back the expression of the tea artist.
Shen Tang's eyes lingered a little gloomy.
Staring at Yan Qing, he still wanted to pretend to be pitiful.
"You're pretending to be pitiful and too low-level, I can see it at a glance."
Yan Qing suddenly couldn't hold back, gave up and continued to pretend to be pitiful.
Shen Tang watched Yan Qing being sent out.
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Half a day.
Yan Qing met Yan Chaoji.
Yan Chaoji invited Yan Qing to dine in a private room, and did not bring anyone to serve him.
In the private room, there were only Yan Qing and Yan Chaoji.
Yan Qing concentrated on eating, and Yan Chao was jealous of his eyebrows and calculating.
"The national teacher is too much, how can he drive his younger brother out of the house.
However, I recently learned that both you and the national teacher seem to have a special affection for Shen Tang.
As long as you take the position of national teacher, are you afraid that Shen Tang is not yours. ”
Hear the words.
Only then did Yan Qing realize that Yan Chaoji had sent people to monitor the National Teacher's Mansion.
Continue to eat and listen to Yan Chaoji's voice.
"This prince knows that you look very similar to the national teacher, as long as you change your dress slightly and your tone is more like him, no one will doubt that you are not a national teacher.
Or, you can find a way to kick the national teacher out of position, and you will be directly made a national teacher, and find a way to gain the emperor's trust. ”
Speaking of which.
Yan Chaoji saw Yan Qing and finally raised his eyes to face him.
"The third prince, I'm talking about this today, aren't you afraid to spread the word below?"
Yan Qing slowly lifted the teacup and took a sip.
Yan Chaoji looked at the person in front of him, unsuspectingly sipping tea.
Gently lift the corners of your lips.
The slender eyes stared at Yan Qing's eyes.
"The food you eat and the tea you drink today are all poisonous, and although this prince has also eaten the meal, he has already taken the real antidote.
If you spread the word, or don't want to cooperate with me, you'll die of poison. ”
Yan Qing listened to the words and put down the teacup.
With a smile on his lips and teeth, his dangerous eyes looked at Yan Chaoji's eyes.
"Zai Xia is indeed interested in cooperating with the third prince, but His Royal Highness turned out to be poisoned, and Zai Xia can only refuse to cooperate."
After speaking.
Yan Qing walked up and was about to leave the private room.
Yan Chaoji vomited blood from his mouth, and his body was in severe pain.
Realize what.
Raised his eyes slightly, staring at Yan Qing's back.
"This prince is a member of the royal family, if the poison on my body is from you, you will not escape death."
Yan Qing turned his gaze sideways and looked at Yan Chaoji's pale face.
Laughing, black eyes sneering.
"In the next to take the antidote, the prince took the dish that put the antidote as a poisonous dish, and ate the poisonous meal as an antidote, this is His Royal Highness's own doing, why say that it is poisoning.
His Royal Highness will not die, and there is no evidence to prove that he was poisoned, after all, the person who poisoned him was His Highness himself. ”
The next moment.
Yan Qing pushed the door and left.
Yan Chaoji vomited blood again, and fell to the ground, filled with pain like thousands of insects and ants gnawing on his stomach and other positions.
The body was rolling, and it was so painful that I couldn't even speak.
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Noon.
Yan Qing came to the place where his friends frequented, wondering if his friends would forget him after the world changed a little.
The friend has not forgotten, but the memory has changed, and he is still Yan Qing's friend.
Yan Qing's friends helped, Yan Qing lived in his friend's house, and borrowed money from his friend to open a restaurant.
The friend knew that Yan Qing needed it, and immediately lent it to Yan Qing happily.
Although the national teacher drove Yan Qing out of the mansion, many people think that the national teacher is a momentary anger.
Not long after Yan Qing opened the restaurant, it exploded, and there were many customers every day.
Shen Tang knew that Yan Qing's business was prosperous.
I heard that Yan Qing recently opened a chess hall again.
One day.
The friend got Yan Qing to return the money, but he didn't expect Yan Qing to repay the money so quickly.
Yan Qing began to draw flatbread and fool his friends.
In the name of investment, friends threw some money at restaurants and chess halls.
Not from time to time.
The national teacher had long foreseen that Yan Qing's business would explode in the future, and it was not surprising to hear Shen Tang mention Yan Qing's matter.
Shen Tang took a bite of rice cake and looked at the stone bench, the national teacher lowered his eyes slightly.
"What is Yan thinking?"
The national teacher raised his deep and solemn eyes and looked at Shen Tang's beautiful little face puffing out his cheeks and chewing rice cakes.
"I'm wondering if I will enter the palace tomorrow to see the emperor."
Hearing this, Shen Tang looked at several minions in the distance.
Looking back at the national teacher.
His eyes were dark.
His bare hand tapped the table, moving his red lips.
"Master, something isn't quite right with them."
The national teacher understood what Shen Tang meant by this, and glanced at the minions.
Lift the teacup.
"I'll look up."
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Long evening ink.
Look at the way the minions kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.
The long black eyes of the national teacher looked at the housekeeper.
"Is it because they are not treated badly on weekdays, beaten and scolded, or are they not given enough money, or are they threatened by others and have to be other people's eyeliner?"
The butler knelt down and lowered his eyes.
The tone is respectful.
"Master Bing, I have never beaten and scolded, money has never been disadvantaged, and I have found it, there is no threat to weakness, but they like more money."
After speaking.
The housekeeper raised his eyes and saw the national teacher sitting on a chair, dressed in a snow-colored robe and wearing a begonia hosta, his expression obviously revealing danger.
Gradually.
The national teacher stretched out a hand, lifted the handkerchief, and wiped the already clean sword.
A cold and deep voice said slowly.
"If you haven't been treated badly or threatened, then don't blame me.
As I said, when you enter the National Teacher's Mansion, you must not betray. ”
Speaking of which.
The national teacher's long sword was fiercely forked into the kneeling ground, and the news that he and Shen Tang were too close had been passed on to the third prince's body.
The housekeeper was not afraid when he saw that the national teacher was attacking the betrayed minions again.
As long as he doesn't betray the national teacher, he won't be injured.
The national teacher drew his sharp sword, and blood splattered on the snow-colored white robe.
When the other minions saw the appearance of the national teacher, they immediately kowtowed and said what the master behind the scenes had asked them to do recently.
The handkerchief in the hand of the national teacher wiped the long sword clean.
He sneered, and his eyes were scattered.
"It's really boring to always use the sword to deal with betrayals, why don't you throw you into my snake's nest, what do you think?"
Hear the words.
The minions were even more panicked.
Next.
The national teacher arranged for someone to conceal the process of how he interrogated the minions.
When the housekeeper learned that the national teacher wanted to hide it from Miss Shen Tang again, he guessed in his heart.
If Miss Shen knew that the national teacher's interrogation methods were cruel every time, would she be disgusted with the national teacher?
Den.
[The host is dear, and the national teacher always likes to use the same means to interrogate those minions who are sure to be betrayers]
Shen Tang suddenly learned of this and hummed casually.
The correction originally wanted to say that the interrogation method of the national teacher was cruel and brutal, and it was different from usual.
Remembers that the host treated the enemy who wanted to kill her that day, and he was also merciless and murderous.
Fix the system no longer wants to make a sound.
Forget it, not to mention the matter of the national teacher, the host itself is not normal.
Think about these.
Correction looked at Shen Tang silently.
Shen Tang is holding a pen and painting the figure of a young man.
The boy was wearing a hospital gown, but he had no facial features.
Shen Tang couldn't remember the young man's face.
Half a day.
Inside the exquisite and ornate Imperial Palace.
The Emperor propped his forehead and looked down at the handwriting on the fold.
The personal father-in-law holds the tea that the emperor drinks every day.
The emperor looked at his father-in-law.
The father-in-law immediately brought tea to the emperor's side.
The emperor lifted the jade-red teacup and drank it.
The father-in-law bowed his head, and his eyes were dark.
The national teacher slowly walked into the imperial study.
The Emperor raised his eyes and looked at the Void National Teacher, who would predict the future.
"Shang Li, what's going on, it's about to happen?"
In addition to predicting the future, what else can the national teacher say when he looks for him.
The Emperor pondered this and turned the page.
The national teacher glanced at the tea cup imperceptibly.
The sound of warmth sounded.
"In the minister's mansion, there are some servants of the master, those slaves claim to be sent by the three princes, Your Majesty thinks, should the minister believe these slaves?"
The Emperor flicked his hand and froze.
What to talk about with the national teacher.
Long.
The national teacher left the imperial study.
On the road.
The national teacher determined that the emperor was still taking chronic poison.
When the emperor poisoned his sachet, he always arranged for someone to poison the emperor, as long as the emperor did not do anything to him, the emperor could continue to take the medicine that delayed the slow poison.
That bottle of poison is colorless and tasteless, as long as you take some kind of reliever medicine on time and every month, you will not suffer or die, but if you don't take a certain medicine on time, you will die of poison.