Chapter Eighty-Eight: The First Crust (2)
Xuan Lishuang grabbed Feng Beilie's hand, she didn't even notice that her palms were sweating, and her hands trembled slightly, revealing her uneasiness.
Feng Beilie lowered his eyes and clenched her hand.
No matter how special it is, after all, she is still a woman, and she must be tortured when she sees her father for the first time.
"Did my father say anything else?"
"No, the emperor just rewarded tea and wine."
Feng Beilie is so shrewd, he is familiar with all the tricks in the palace, and as soon as he hears these two words, he understands what Emperor Youxuan has done.
He picked up Xuan Lishuang and pretended to be affectionate and said in her ear: "Seeing you go in for a while, your face is white, don't you know what's wrong?"
Don't let me worry about it like this in the future, princess, this king will take her to the queen, and you can go back. ”
"Eh, got it."
The prince walked backwards.
The ghost-faced prince seems to be smiling again......
Feng Beilie turned a corner and walked towards the path of the beauty, and when he reached the back of the rockery, he put down Xuan Lishuang, put his palms on her back, and a strong breath came from behind.
Xuan Lishuang's stomach twitched, and a large mouthful of sour water vomited out.
He handed the handkerchief with a blank face, "No need to return it." ”
"Thank you." She wiped her mouth, calmed herself, stood up and said, "I drank both glasses of wine, is it right?" ”
"Yes, there is no poison in the wine, no matter which glass you choose, you will only be killed by your father in the end.
Drink both cups, but let your father show mercy to your subordinates. ”
Feng Beilie knew his father too well.
Holding her pulse just now is indeed non-toxic, and letting her spit it out is just in case.
But if she only took one glass of wine, this kind of ordinary person would have an excuse to kill her no matter what Emperor Youxuan did, and she drank both glasses of wine, proving that she already knew that wine was poisonous.
She would rather be poisoned herself than let Emperor Youxuan have something to say, this courage and courage are the reasons why Emperor Youxuan didn't kill her.
"Lord Wang, why is your collar so wet?"
Xuan Lishuang glanced at his eyes and suddenly saw that his collar was already soaked with sweat, Feng Beilie said indifferently: "It's nothing, let's go, I'll carry you over." ”
She blinked, was picked up for some reason, and walked all the way to the queen's palace, attracting many jealous and hateful glances.
Feng Beilie stopped her steps, and when she stood at the door of this Fengyi Palace, she endured the faint pain in her heart.
"Can't put it down?"
"The prince laughed, I just wanted to slap the queen a few times."
"It's okay to have itchy hands, don't attack now."
He coldly ordered, Xuan Lishuang turned his head and pouted coldly, this slap will be slapped sooner or later.
"Yo, isn't this His Highness Hades! The sisters are still talking about why His Royal Highness Hades has not arrived when he entered the palace for a long time, you are late, but you need to drink a few more glasses. ”
The woman in the center of the Fengyi Hall was wearing a bright red formal dress, embroidered with blooming peonies in gold thread, and the eyes of the people with jingling headdresses were sore all over the head.
The queen is forty-one years old, but her whole face is smooth and smooth and beautiful like a flower, and her red lips reveal a difficult taste. 、
And the person who spoke just now was the woman sitting on the right side of the queen, who was about the same age as the queen, the biological mother of the third prince Fenghui Tang, the imperial concubine Li.
The queen saw Xuan Lishuang's eyes glazed over, and said disdainfully: "The prince was born noble, and there are some things that cannot be contaminated, and it will be difficult to come back in vain if you blacken yourself." ”