The road from Tianying City to Bailan Mountain only lasted two days.
After all, it is the "guard of honor" of Simeng. This French army is well-equipped and maintains its formation at all times. It is a real and legal way to leave the country. It goes through the national customs between Simeng and West Asia in a serious manner, and it is official all the way. The Tao is neither a beast nor a decent person.
Jiang Ningyun never looked for Unit 1 again, which fully confirmed Han Dongwen's previous guess. She still only looked at the emperor's spy from top to bottom and had no doubts for the time being.
So, when Unit No. 1 penetrated the long-haired man, it could only be regarded as cruel on his part.
In the past two days, apart from eating, drinking and having fun in the palace, the most important thing that Han Dongwen did in the palace was to be there and witness in person the process of handing over the "Bronze Bird Seal" to Zhong Lilin and Li Zai, who was already seven or eighty percent better.
It was much simpler than he thought. It just involved burning incense, killing a pair of birds, and then some rather deceptive light and shadow effects.
"Ahem, Li Zai has already received the seal?"
He asked Zhong Lilin this way, and the other party bowed his hands and said yes, so that was it.
After that, they just walked, ate and drank, and Tantai Fu never told him about the next court meeting.
That's fine, at least there are still many things he needs to solve now. Surviving the Immortal Invitation Ceremony to be held next is the first priority.
Among all the people Han Dongwen has come into contact with so far, the only one who may have something to do with this matter is naturally Taka's prince Gao.
He vaguely felt that this time Grand Duke Tilda of West Asia insisted that Simeng send people to West Asia to inspect the five cities, which also had Gao factors. Unfortunately, the No. 1 robot was so quiet now that he probably had no chance of going too deep into Tilda and Jiang Ningyun. The negotiation between the two can only be clarified after Jiang Ningyun returns to Siyang.
Han Dongwen had finished his dinner and was thinking about whether he should look through some books that Mr. Wen from Taishu Pavilion had sent him a few days ago. Xiao Hongdou had already brought two maids to clean up his bedroom and put on new incense. , and finally left a small porcelain and enamel bowl on the desk, which contained crystal clear red dates, lotus seeds and snow fungus soup.
"Dessert?"
Han Dongwen smiled and picked up the bowl without using a spoon. He just tilted the bowl and drank it into his mouth.
"Holy shit!"
The next second, he suddenly exclaimed, and the porcelain bowl in his hand fell to the ground, smashing to pieces with a bang. He kept spitting out the soup in his mouth, and his face turned pale.
"Your Highness!"
Little Hongdou was startled, and thrust the tray she was holding into the arms of the maid next to her, and hurried forward: "Your Highness, what's wrong?!"
"This soup——"
Han Dongwen's fingers trembled, he pointed tremblingly at the soup scattered on the floor, and said weakly: "Who made this soup? Who is it?"
Seeing His Highness like this for the first time, Xiao Hongdou's mind went crazy. She quickly helped Han Dongwen sit down on a chair aside, feeling that her hands and feet were numb.
Someone poisoned and assassinated? !
Xiao Hongdou felt like she was out of breath, bit her lower lip until it turned white, turned around and shouted to the two maids: "Call the doctor, hurry up!"
"No, it's not..."
Han Dongwen stood up and waved his hand: "No, I just want to ask who made this soup in the imperial kitchen. This is too-"
His behavior did not mean that someone had poisoned him.
The most ferocious poison will not cause such a violent reaction as soon as it reaches the tip of the tongue.
There is only one reason for Han Dongwen's appearance——
This soup tastes so damn bad!
Red Dates, Lotus Seeds and Snow Fungus Soup, this is a sugary dessert with a long tradition and has been tested for a long time. What happened in the imperial kitchen to make this bowl of something that is sour and bitter, as if it has gone bad?
"Your Highness, this..."
After confirming again and again that Han Dongwen was fine, Xiao Hongdou finally felt relieved.
The two maids quickly stepped forward to clean the floor, their faces almost as pale as Han Dongwen's just now.
Such a big movement, if someone is really assassinating——
Naturally, they were worried about their own lives. Whether it was the invisible assassin or the subsequent accountability, if something really happened, how could they escape?
However, Xiao Hongdou only looked at Han Dongwen worriedly. She quickly brought the brewed tea and let him drink it slowly. She still asked uneasily: "Your Highness, is it really just because the taste doesn't suit your taste? You should call the imperial doctor..."
Han Dongwen shook his head weakly but firmly. He would inevitably have to take care of Unit 1 in the past two days. If he found an imperial doctor to accompany him and found that he could not wake up His Highness, he would be in trouble.
"All right……"
Xiao Hongdou pursed her lips: "By the way, this soup... This soup is not from the imperial kitchen. It is a medicinal soup sent by Concubine Chi. It is said that yellow lemon leaves are added, and the lotus seeds are replaced with fermented almonds. It’s soothing.”
Chi Hanqing...
After hearing the chef's name, this soup suddenly became reasonable.
Han Dongwen waved his hand weakly: "Why did Concubine Chi think of giving me this soup today?"
"Your Highness, you have forgotten that Concubine Chi is the one attending your bed today."
While he was talking to Xiao Hongdou, the two maids had quickly cleaned the room and retreated outside the dormitory.
Han Dongwen was stunned for a moment before reacting.
The selection of bed attendants has always been arranged according to King Wen's preferences, and there is no shortage of whims.
However, except for one situation, if the two concubines, Jiang Keyin and Chi Hanqing, arranged to sleep with Han Dongwen when he took the initiative to turn over the cards, it would mean that there were arrangements from the Justice Department and the Military Department behind them.
Han Dongwen sighed softly: "Okay, you can rest. I'm fine. There's no need to report it to the imperial doctor."
Xiao Hongdou nodded slightly, packed up her things and walked out. Before going out, she still looked back at Han Dongwen with some worry.
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"Hanqing."
Han Dongwen only felt that his throat was a little dry.
In the dormitory, the two of them were sitting on a square table, not even looking at each other.
He suddenly remembered the scene of Unit 1's "interview" with the girl from Yuhualou, and smiled bitterly.
"Your Highness, have you taken the medicinal soup? It is something that can calm the nerves. I hope Your Highness will not blame Han Qing for being troublesome."
Chi Hanqing's face was as soft as a business one, and Han Dongwen's mouth twitched: "How come, I still want to thank you."
"Your Highness is joking."
Awkward silence.
Over the past month or so, His Highness would not let him go every day, but suddenly he seemed to have lost interest and started to be busy. He also had a trip to West Asia. In a panic, Chi Hanqing could not think about it. He remembered the last time he was in this dormitory.
Han Dongwen, who was sitting aside, was even more worried.
How to start something like this?
A three-two-one group start?
He felt like there were ants crawling in his heart, and suddenly he felt that Jiang Keyin's strength seemed to have some good points.
Chi Hanqing stood up gently and walked to Han Dongwen. He swallowed and his heart beat faster.
"Your Highness seems to have something on his mind."
Chi Hanqing gently turned sideways and sat on Han Dongwen's lap.
She used a wonderful posture, supporting her own weight with her legs elegantly, making Han Dongwen feel as if her arms were as light as nothing, and full of that clear but not greasy fragrance.
It's so strange. There is an ancient joke that says modern women are scented by cosmetics, so why do Chi Hanqing and the others also smell like this?
"Ahem, I..."
Han Dongwen's hand hesitated for a moment, then wrapped his arms around Chi Hanqing's waist.
"I was just thinking about something today, and maybe - maybe I'm a little less interested."
After Chi Hanqing heard this, he just leaned slightly closer to Han Dongwen: "Your Highness has worked too hard in the past few days and visited West Asia. Naturally, he needs to take a good rest."
The scent is closer.
"Xia..."
Han Dongwen smiled: "Last time I went to West Asia, I watched mass on the last day. What did Han Qing think?"
Chi Hanqing nodded lightly: "I haven't been able to express my gratitude to His Highness for taking the time out of his busy schedule to accompany me to do such a meaningless thing."
"Where did it come from?"
On the day of the mass, perhaps because of the presence of foreigners like Han Dongwen and others, the theme of the mass of "helping the poor" was not reflected. All the people present were decently dressed and praying devoutly from West Asia.
This was actually not the same as the Mass for the relief of the people that she wanted to see, but it was naturally much better than having never seen it and just relying on imagination.
The topic could only be discussed for a few words, and the two fell into a brief silence again.
"actually……"
"that……"
As if by coincidence, the two of them spoke at the same time. Chi Hanqing was stunned and quickly lowered his head: "Your Highness, please speak."
"No, no, what did you want to say just now?"
Han Dongwen kicked the ball back, and Chi Hanqing looked hesitant. Did she really have something to say?
As expected, Chi Hanqing bit her lower lip gently as if she had made up her mind: "I... I would like to ask your highness for a favor."
Her original plan was to work harder at bedtime tonight, to make His Highness comfortable first, and then bring up the matter of delivering medicine, but judging from His Highness's appearance, she might be able to escape tonight.
Regarding the medicine, I'm afraid I can only bite the bullet and talk about it first.
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