"If you're late, you want to cover up the guilt of being late? Don't punish yourself with a cup to show filial piety. ”

Meng Xining dared to delay, quickly got up, took the unused wine bottle on her table, poured it full of wine, and saluted: "Father and Empress Mother are healthy on Chinese New Year's Eve, and they will be healthy in the coming year." ”

Meng Zhao likes Meng Xining's temperament, her biological mother is gentle and generous, not an eventful person, but unfortunately died early.

However, there are too many heirs in the palace, and he has no time to discipline them one by one, Meng Xining is under the queen's hands on weekdays.

"I have a heart," Meng Zhao raised his glass and took a sip: "Today is the New Year's banquet, there are not so many rules, sit down." ”

Meng Xining drank empty wine, and then sat down in fear.

At Shangqingjiu's eyes, she raised her lips and smiled at Qingjiujiu.

Meng Xiyuan fell on all of this, the coldness in his eyes was even deeper, and the handkerchief in his hand was almost wrung out.

The father didn't punish him at all, isn't this little going to be favored?

Fortunately, her gaze was withdrawn from the wine bottle that Meng Xining had just used.

She has already laid everything out.

Meng Xining, a cheap embryo, always relies on that soft and weak expression to make men soft on her.

Ji Xiao is like this, and so is his father.

She still wants to seduce Ji Xiao, it's a dream!

is like this on weekdays, being raised in the mother's harem, just like she is very good.

It's also a false flattery to her.

In fact, this must have a bad stomach in his heart, and he always wants to go over her head!

She couldn't let that happen.

Thinking of this, her gaze crossed over to Canaan again.

This cheap. People are too, obviously the princess of Moga, old and bad, and she wants to come to Shangyang for the New Year, and she dares to provoke the person she likes.

It's just deadly.

Don't you love to play in front of your father?

She'll let her play enough tonight!

Canaan seemed to be a little uncomfortable, held his forehead and looked at the wine in the cup, and then raised his eyes to look at Meng Xiyuan.

Meng Xiyuan picked up his wine glass, as if nothing happened, and raised a glass to her.

She said a few words with her mouth, silently, but Canaan could see clearly.

"You're dead, you're dead."

Her head was drowsy, her breathing was short, and she clearly looked like she had been poisoned.

Thinking of the warning given to her by Qingjiujiu before entering the hall, Canaan didn't expect it to be a prophecy.

This Meng Xiyuan is crazy, right?

She is a princess, and she dares to openly poison foreign guests, is she sure that others can't find out?

When did Canaan receive such qi, the more he thought about it, the more hot his body became.

In the cold winter outside, even if the hall is burning charcoal, it shouldn't be hot to this extent!

This Meng Xiyuan is young and treacherous, what did he give her?

Canaan even wanted to untie the collar to dissipate the heat, but his hand stroked the collar and smelled a faint medicinal fragrance.

The pill that Qingjiujiu gave her!

Although Canaan and Qingjiujiu are not able to deal with each other, most of the two are arguing with each other.

But Qingjiujiu, this person, inexplicably gave her a feeling that she could be trusted.

Whether it was riding in the hunting ground at the beginning, or now in danger in the Shangyang Palace.

The pills she gave would definitely not harm her.

Thinking of this, Canaan inexplicably had a little bottom in his heart.

She is not in a hurry to take the medicine, tonight's experience, if she doesn't let Meng Xiyuan lose a layer of skin, she is not worthy of being Princess Mojia!

With an idea in mind, she stood up and tucked the bottle of wine she had drunk on the table into her sleeve.

Then he rushed to Emperor Shangyang and said: "Your Majesty, Canaan is a little too strong to drink, and I want to go out to blow the wind and breathe, and I ask Your Majesty to forgive me." ”

Meng Zhao saw that her face was flushed, and she looked drunk and drunk.

He asked, "Are you alright?" Why don't you send a minion to accompany you? ”

"No need, Canaan has never liked restraint, Your Majesty still continues to listen to music, and Canaan will be back soon."

After saying the blessing, he went out.

As soon as she left, Meng Xiyuan glanced at the palace maid beside her, and her personal palace maid Zhaoyue also went out.

Although the wine man held his head, he didn't miss it at all.

She also saw that something was wrong with Canaan, and she thought that Canaan would directly take the medicine she gave, but she actually went out.

Her little action of tucking the wine bottle into her sleeve did not escape Qingjiujiu's eyes.

Is this girl going to make Meng Xiyuan in turn?

It's interesting.

But after a while, she found that Meng Xining on the left hand side was also a little wrong.

His face was red, his breathing was heavy, and he seemed to be very uncomfortable.

Meng Xiyuan glanced at this side a few times, and finally couldn't help it: "My sister is not good at drinking, is this drunk?" ”

Meng Xining really didn't have a lot of alcohol, just now she came in, she didn't eat a mouthful of food, so she drank the glass of wine suddenly, thinking that she was indeed strong in wine.

But she thought about being timid, and thought it would be good to insist on it.

"I'm fine, thank you sister for your concern."

Meng Xiyuan got up, walked directly to Meng Xining's side, and picked her up: "Let's go, this princess will accompany you out to blow the wind and wake up." ”

Staying in this temple is indeed becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and the body is still hot as if someone has set it on fire.

She wanted to leave, but she was afraid that the emperor and empress would blame her.

"Sister, but my father—"

Meng Xiyuan has always been used to doing whatever he wants, and immediately asked the emperor: "Father and mother, the second sister is not strong enough to drink, can I accompany her out to blow the wind?" ”

What is there to stop this kind of small request, Meng Zhao waved his hand.

He was watching the song and dance and was in the mood, and he didn't pay attention to such a trivial matter.

What's more, after three rounds of drinking, there are many people who have urinated.

The temple was more than a fifth empty.

Waiting for Meng Xiyuan and the others to go out, Qingjiujiu was also supported by Chunhua and went out from the main gate of the main hall.

East side of the banquet hall.

Canaan crouched in a small corner, looking very weak from behind.

There is a complete lack of the arrogance of the past.

Zhaoyue deliberately looked around, and made sure that no one stepped forward, so she squatted down and pretended to be surprised: "Oops, why is it Princess Canaan?" What's going on? ”

Canaan desperately endured the discomfort in his body, and his whole body was burned by the fire.

She glanced sideways and asked weakly, "Who are you?" ”

"The slave maid is the personal palace maid of Her Royal Highness the Second Princess, the palace is lively, I came out to breathe, I didn't expect to meet the princess."

Canaan remembered that the second princess of Shangyang was called Meng Xining, the one who was late.

A chill flashed in her eyes.

Zhao Yue took her hand and helped her up, knowing in her heart that she was drugged, and she must not have the strength to break free of herself at this moment.

The princess's arrangements are already in the side hall, as long as you bring people over-

"Princess, the slave maid sees that you are really drunk, why don't the slave maid help you to the side hall to rest? It's more deeply exposed, and it's not good if it's frozen again. ”

Canaan let her hold herself, desperately shaking off the drowsiness in her head: "Your Majesty and the Empress are still waiting, this princess is not good to be absent...."

"It's okay princess, my princess will talk to Your Majesty later, you don't have to be afraid."

The door of the temple creaked open, and Canaan only felt that he was struggling behind his back, and as soon as he was pushed, he was locked in the room.