Anyway, his tongue was as bright as a lotus flower, and Gao Fuguo was making jokes next to him, which made Han Zengshou dizzy. I don't know what happened, but the package of medicine was transferred to the hand of the maid in green in front of him.
Han Zengshou obviously didn't know that Yao Yao had another identity. He just felt that the little maid in front of him looked ugly, but she seemed to have won Han Changmu's trust, and she was indeed worthy of this trust. She did everything meticulously and without leakage. .
He tested the dregs of the medicinal soup and found nothing unusual, so he nodded and said, "This medicine is correct." He saluted Xie Mengxia and said respectfully, "Your Highness, please take the medicine."
Xie Mengxia licked her dry lips, knowing very well that he did not have to drink this medicine and suffer the consequences twice, so she responded vaguely and raised her eyes to look at Han Changmu.
Han Changmu coughed lightly, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the Bisha cabinet behind him.
Xie Mengxia understood immediately, holding his stomach and groaning: "Ouch, I have a headache, it hurts, it hurts so bad, I want to go inside and lie down. Ah Yao, come on, lie down with me."
Yao Yao twitched the corner of his mouth.
This person can't stay away from the bed for three words, so he deserves to be wanted by others.
However, she just cursed secretly in her heart, but smiled on her face: "Your Highness may have been standing for a long time and is tired. My maid will help you go in and lie down."
Xie Mengxia, who had such a respectful attitude, felt chills all over his body. He glanced at Yao Yao's stretched out hand. He put it on his hands tremblingly, covered his stomach and said with a smile: "It's better, Yao. I smell your fragrance." , my head doesn’t hurt anymore.”
Yao Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and lowered his voice: "Cover your stomach and say you have a headache. I think you have Alzheimer's disease."
Xie Mengxia frowned: "What?"
Yao Yao ignored Meng Xia and helped him lie down on the bed. Then he went out and brought the medicine in. He put down the bead curtain at the door and said loudly with a smile: "Your Highness, drink the medicine first, then take the medicine and sleep. It’ll be fine in the evening.”
The bead curtain swayed gently, and in the faint cold light, Xie Mengxia could be seen on the bed, stretching out her hand and holding onto Yao Yao's hand. A flirtatious voice came out: "Okay, Yao, feed me."
Yao Yao felt a chill and almost put the medicine bowl on Xie Mengxia's head.
Han Changmu shook his head and laughed outside. He quietly blocked the beaded curtain and said to Han Zengshou, who was also stunned, "Han Fengyu, sit down. Your Highness may need to rest for a while."
Gao Fuguo saw Han Changmu sealing the blue gauze cabinet tightly, and he also smiled: "No, His Highness is weak, so you don't have to rest for a while. Han Fengyu should also rest for a while, wait for His Highness to call, and then go in to invite His Highness." Pulse, Han Fengyu is still busy these days."
Han Zengshou's face was filled with astonishment in an instant. He thought that this maid was prepared by the Han government for the King of Han, specifically to serve people. With the King of Han's temperament, it would not be surprising for him to do anything. He was so surprised because he was ignorant. He nodded, sat down with Gao Fuguo, and said dryly: "Yes, Eunuch Gao said so."
At this moment, the window next to the bed moved, revealing half of his face, and a whisper came: "Your Highness, it's time for you to drink medicine."
Xie Mengxia staggered in shock, looked up and saw half of his face as black as the bottom of a pot: "I'll scare you to death and I'll make you pay with your life."
Bao Chengqian laughed twice and handed the medicine bowl to Yao Yao through the window: "I've been cold for a long time, so it's a good time to drink."
Xie Mengxia stretched his neck and was frightened when he saw the distinct black and red medicinal soup in the medicine bowl. However, due to the fact that there was Han Zengshou outside who didn't know anything, he still didn't dare to shout out and just stared. Bao Cheng cursed in a low voice: "What the hell is this? Are you going to poison me to death and then inherit my house of beautiful wives and concubines?"
Bao Cheng choked for a moment and hurriedly cleared himself: "I don't dare to have such an idea even if I am born late, and even if I die." He pointed at Yao Yao: "Your Highness, she has."
This is such a big pot, and it was caught off guard.
Yao Yao snorted when he heard the words, raised his eyelids, and asked Xie Mengxia with a calm smile: "Is there a handsome young man in your highness's house, one who looks better than Pan An?" As he said that, while Xie Mengxia smiled slightly Opening his mouth, he was stunned and quickly poured a spoonful of medicine into his mouth.
Xie Mengxia was completely unaware. He only listened to Yao Yao's words. His eyes lit up. If she hadn't been holding his life-saving medicine in her hand, he would have pounced on him. He sighed: "We are friends, we are friends, Yao, When I can meet people, I will definitely take you back to open your eyes."
Yao Yao was chatting playfully with Xie Mengxia, and before she knew it, she fed the whole bowl of medicine, and then handed the empty bowl to Bao Cheng outside the window.
Only then did Xie Mengxia taste the bitterness with the smell of blood in his mouth. Later, he realized that he was as obedient as a cat. He drank the whole bowl of medicine without asking any conditions. He pointed at Yao Yao pointed at himself again and said in disbelief: "I, this king, just, just, drank them all?"
Yao Yao smiled and said nothing, and slowly poured the bowl of medicine Han Zengshou prescribed into the flower pot on the high table.
There was an old plum tree planted in that pot. Its branches had curled up for decades, and its roots were deeply rooted in the dark soil.
Xie Mengxia reluctantly held her throat and vomited twice. She rolled her eyes because of the vomiting, but nothing came out. On the contrary, the bitter taste in her mouth became stronger.
Hearing Xie Mengxia's movements, Yao Yao laughed and said, "Why don't you humble yourself and find a bamboo chopstick to scratch your Highness's throat?"
Xie Mengxia choked for a moment, and when he heard the voices outside, he coughed heavily.
Yao Yao put down the medicine bowl, patted Xie Mengxia's back to help him breathe, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, you are incapable of lust, and you are not suffering from tuberculosis. Carefully coughing out the lung tube will arouse suspicion." ."
Xie Mengxia suddenly no longer dared to pretend to cough, her face turned red, and she cursed angrily: "You little girl, how can you be so cruel."
Bao Cheng smiled, looked at the empty bowl, and gave Yao Yao a secret thumbs up.
Darling, if you are so rebellious and dishonest, only Yao Yao dares to say that the key is that the ancestor still does this.
If anyone can deal with this man, it has to be A Yao.
Yao Yao took advantage of patting Xie Mengxia on the back and whispered in his ear: "Your Highness, howl."
Xie Mengxia understood immediately, screamed, and fell on the bed, his face already pale.
His rapid change of expression and superb acting skills captivated Bao Cheng outside the window and Yao Yao in front of the bed.
Bao Cheng held his chin, grinned at Yao Yao, winked, made an expression to serve this ancestor well, and walked away with the empty medicine bowl.
At the same time, a pale white light flashed across Yao Yao's fingertips. The thin blade made a sharp cut, and blood beads spilled out. She quickly wiped the blood on Xie Mengxia's face and clothes, and then retracted her hands into her sleeves. Inside, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Your Highness, Your Highness is vomiting blood."
This howl frightened the few people who were talking outside. After a moment of silence, they rushed into the Bisha cupboard as if the nest had exploded.
The bead curtain was violently swept by the strong wind, and the lingering lingering sound lingered.
Han Zengshou saw the bloody flowers blooming on Xie Mengxia's body at a glance, and his vision suddenly went dark and his body swayed twice.
Yao Yao looked at Han Zengshou and said, "Han Fengyu, come and see His Highness."
Han Zengshou shivered and moved closer, putting two fingers on Xie Mengxia's wrist. His face was pale and ugly, as if he were dead.
Han Changmu looked at Xie Mengxia's dead face, and was a little panicked at first, but when he saw Yao Yao's calmness after turning around, and then shook his head subtly, he suddenly laughed and shook his head, standing with his hands behind his back.
Han Zengshou finished taking his pulse, his face relaxed, and he said in confusion: "Your Highness's pulse seems to be fine, and Weichen's medicine is also suitable for the disease. How could he vomit blood?"
Xie Mengxia opened his eyes tremblingly, he was so weak that he almost died: "I, this king, am I going to die soon? I am dead."
Han Zengshou was startled and said hurriedly: "How could it happen? Your Highness is in good health. Don't overthink it. Just take a few more medicines and you'll be fine."
Xie Mengxia pointed to the empty medicine bowl tremblingly: "Then, then, could it be that the medicine is poisonous?"
Han Zengshou's expression changed several times. He took the medicine bowl again and checked the residue inside. There was nothing wrong with it. He said firmly: "Your Highness, there is nothing wrong with this medicine."
Xie Mengxia wailed in despair, even squeezing out a few tears: "That, that, that is me, and I am going to die."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows calmly, Yao Yao pursed his lips, nodded briefly, and then retreated silently.
After lunch and a long rest, Emperor Yong'an's decree spread throughout Chang'an City.
Gudefang.
The ground is covered with a large piece of white fox fur, the fur is snow-white, and the lights fall on it, layer by layer, the cold light undulates continuously.
Xie Liang sat face to face on the ground, with a few stacks of yellowed bamboo slips on his hands. They were very old, and the hemp rope threading the bamboo slips was worn down to only a thin strip, which would break if touched lightly.
He was holding one of the bamboo slips in his hand, unfolding it halfway, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was looking at it with gusto.
The hand holding the bamboo slip is as white as jade, showing a translucent luster, which is more charming than the cold light of the white fox skin.
The door curtain moved slightly, and bright sunlight swept through the room accompanied by the cool breeze of growing vegetation. Zhou Wuhen slowly walked in and whispered: "Young Master, the saint's will is here."
Xie Liang raised his eyelids and said, "Say."
Zhou Wuhen said clearly and clearly: "The sage decreed that Huo Hanshan be released from prison, the engagement between Princess Rong and Daishan was cancelled, and another candidate would be chosen after the spring hunting."
Xie Liang's eyes froze, he nodded slightly, and his voice was as cold as frost on the tiles: "This result is expected. There is no need to care about the movements of Daishan Huo Hanshan. It doesn't matter who goes to get married. I just keep an eye on Prince An's Mansion." , the piece of meat in Princess Rong’s belly must not fall into the hands of others.”
