So, he raised his wine glass and walked over tremblingly: "Su, Minister Su, I respect you."
Su Yu stood up and drank the wine in his hand.
Ling Ziyan then approached Yin Luzhu with the wine glass in hand. When he reached Yin Luzhu's side, his feet suddenly softened and he fell towards Yin Luzhu.
Qing Luo was stunned and quickly reached out to hook his waist.
Ling Ziyan's hand fluttered and landed firmly on Qing Luo's chest.
The latter's pupils shrank suddenly and his body stiffened for an instant.
Ling Ziyan finally noticed something was wrong. He slowly raised his head and instantly met Qing Luo's eyes.
Qing Luo had a cold face and pushed him away hard.
Ling Ziyan took several steps back to stabilize his body, and he suddenly sobered up a little.
He looked at Qing Luo and blushed in embarrassment, "Hug, I'm sorry, girl, I didn't mean to do it."
"Huh!" Qing Luo snorted coldly, turned her head and looked away.
Ling Ziyan smiled awkwardly and came to Yin Luzhu again, "You are Yin Luzhu, the heir apparent of Prince Chu Xiang's palace, right?"
"Yeah." Yin Luzhu nodded.
Ling Ziyan burped: "I respect you for this glass of wine."
"If you can't drink it, then you won't drink it. There are many opportunities when drinking."
A flash of surprise flashed in Ling Ziyan's eyes, and then disappeared, "Does Prince Yin look down on me?"
"Master!" Chang Yu quickly came behind Yin Luzhu, leaned down and whispered a few words.
Then, everyone saw that Yin Luzhu's expression changed instantly, and she slapped the table hard with a dull sound.
Ling Ziyan was startled and quickly put down the wine, "No, if you don't want to drink it, then don't drink it. It can be another day..."
Before he finished speaking, Yin Luzhu stood up and walked away aggressively.
Ling Ziyan: "..."
The glazed tiles of Fengzao Palace shine dazzlingly in the moonlight.
A plaque of black gold-threaded nanmu hangs at the top of the red-painted gate, with three large characters "Fengcao Palace" inscribed with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it.
As soon as Yin Luzhu walked into the door, he heard Bai Zhixi's crying voice coming from inside.
The maid next to him accused: "The imperial concubine was preparing to rest, but unexpectedly, Ji Yanchen came uninvited. She was ordered by Prince Yin to nurse the imperial concubine back to health."
"I thought that I had misunderstood Prince Yin at the banquet, so I couldn't refute his reputation anymore, so I agreed to let this doctor diagnose and treat me. Who knows..."
The palace maid burst into tears as she spoke: "The doctor said that the queen was weak in energy and blood, so he asked the slave to make red date tea all night, but who knew that he would actually take advantage of the slave's absence to do something unkind to the queen."
"When the slave came back with the red date tea, she saw that he was touching the empress. The empress refused to obey and hurriedly called out, and then the patrolling guards were brought in. Otherwise, the empress' innocence will not be guaranteed."
As the palace maid spoke, she knocked her head heavily on the ground, "Please, Your Majesty, make the decision for the imperial concubine and deal with this doctor and the person behind the scenes who instigated him to humiliate the imperial concubine."
When Yin Luzhu came in, he saw Ji Yanchen kneeling on the ground. The side of his face was slightly red, as if he had been slapped.
But even so, he still had no unnecessary expression, he just knelt there tenderly, like a page of immersed poetry.
Gu Tingfang sat there casually, her ears filled with the palace maid's accusations and Bai Zhixi's delicate cries.
"Isn't Yin Luzhu here yet?"
"Your Majesty, I am here."
Yin Luzhu walked in slowly, her cold and stern expression swept across Bai Zhixi's body, but the emotion inside was so fast that no one could notice it.
