After all, several failures made He Lanyin a little afraid of this. He was very worried about facing failure.
So He Lanyin wanted to use external forces to succeed at once, so that he would not feel that there was something wrong with him, or would not blame himself when facing Sang Ning.
After listening to He Lanyin's thoughts, Feng Queyi fell into a brief silence.
It's not that he has no options, but there are many. However, Feng Queyi feels like a knife in his heart when he thinks that if he helps him, Helan Yin will use it on Sanning.
He couldn't stand it, nor could he accept this ending.
But now that He Lanyin found him and asked him to find a way, Fengqueyi was now in a sensitive period of being imprisoned.
If he doesn't take the opportunity to help Helan Yinbo regain some trust, wouldn't it be a missed opportunity?
Fengqueyi was thinking, if Helan Yinyi happily dispelled his vigilance against him after helping the emperor, wouldn't he have a chance to fight for Sanning again?
To put it bluntly, at this moment Feng Queyi not only wants to help, but also needs to be careful.
It not only satisfies Helan Yin, but also prevents him from feeling that he is acting in a treacherous manner, and at the same time prevents him from actually succeeding.
In fact, this was a bit difficult, so Feng Queyi fell into deep contemplation.
And He Lanyin did not interrupt him. Instead, he waited patiently. At the same time, he was looking forward to what surprises he could bring to him.
This was also the reason why He Lanyin didn't ask the imperial doctor to come to him directly. It was because Feng Queyi's medical skills were so high that he could still get away from those imperial doctors who only talked about doing their best.
But in my heart, I didn't relax my vigilance against him. This was inevitable.
Otherwise, if you are not careful, Helan Yin will not be able to find the right tune when crying.
"Your Majesty, you came here naked. You probably need it urgently tonight, right?"
Although the weather wasn't cold, it was still a bit chilly late at night. Seeing He Lanyin in such a hurry that he didn't even wear a shirt, Feng Queyi said slowly.
He Lanyin thought, isn't that nonsense? Otherwise, why would I come to see you in the middle of the night?
But on the face of it, He Lanyin nodded and acknowledged it.
"Then your Majesty is here. I have a pill called Meat Pill. No matter whether you are a man or a woman, you will be involuntarily taking it... you know."
Feng Queyi hid the shortcomings of the meat pill halfway through his words.
As he said, Meat Pill can indeed help men and women have a harmonious relationship, but it also has a major drawback, that is, it will cause hallucinations when used.
Yes, it is a hallucinogenic drug similar to Xiaobingbing.
It causes people to have various hallucinations that are difficult to distinguish between true and false, and even after waking up, they still believe that things are really happening, and it has the effect of exaggerating and amplifying the expectations and wishes in the heart.
Only people with strong spirits or those who have taken too much of this kind of medicine will have a high probability of staying awake and enjoying the side effects and assisting effects of meat pills.
The rest is all what you thought you did, but actually you fell into an illusion and couldn't extricate yourself.
…
He Lanyin's eyes shone and he immediately smiled and said, "I know you have a way, so give me some meat pills."
Feng Queyi smiled slightly, took out a few red pills from his pocket, wrapped them in parchment and handed them to He Lanyin.
Seeing He Lanyin put it away as if he had found a treasure, Feng Queyi did not forget to pretend to be concerned and reminded: "Your Majesty, it is medicine with three parts poison, so remember not to rely on it."
"Well, I have my own sense of discretion. You did a good job this time, and I took note of it."
After a pause, He Lanyin patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "If you want to change the yard, I will consider it."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" As soon as he heard about the big cake painted by He Lanyin, Feng Queyi immediately showed a look of gratitude, regardless of whether he liked it or not.
He Lanyin nodded with satisfaction and left happily with Wang Cheng.
…
Looking at He Lanyin who was gradually going away, Feng Queyi showed a sad smile: "Haha, Sang Ning can only be mine... Look, God is helping me!"
Indeed, if He Lan Yin didn't come to him today, Feng Que Yi would be helpless. He couldn't possibly watch Sang Ning all the time.
But Feng Queyi didn't know that. Even if he didn't know, given He Lanyin's special size, it wouldn't be that easy to succeed with Sang Ning.
Otherwise, he wouldn't come to his love rival late at night to find a solution.
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Yuesang Hall.
Looking at He Lanyin who had left and returned, Sang Ning, who was still disheveled, looked confused, "What did you do? Could it be that you solved it yourself with your big calloused hands again?"
"No way, Ayin, aren't you insulting me? Why can't I serve you?"
Sang Ning acted like he didn't stick to the pan and took the initiative every minute, which made Helan Yin look guilty.
"No, I didn't, don't get me wrong."
Helan Yin shook his head and rejected it.
Under Sang Ning's strange gaze, Helan Yin mysteriously took out a red pill and handed it to her and said, "Sang Sang, take one quickly so you won't be in so much pain."
"What the hell? You don't want to poison me, do you?"
Sanning held it between his two white fingers and looked at it carefully, but could not see any difference.
If she knew it was from Fengqueyi, then Sang Ning would definitely not eat it.
But even if she didn't know, she didn't plan to eat it and just threw it on the ground. "You can eat it yourself if you want. Who knows what it's made of. It's so red. It's so disgusting. It looks like a ball. vomit~"
The more he talked about it, the more disgusting he became. Sang Ning actually felt nauseous. Damn it, could it be that the ancients were perverted and used some aunt from somewhere to roll it into a ball and give it to the emperor as a tonic pill?
Sang Ning's mind was wide open, and the look in his eyes when he looked at He Lanyin changed for a moment.
I thought he was so different, but now it seems that sitting on the emperor's throne, even if you don't want to accept some weird things, you will be forcibly led astray by the people below to speculate on the holy will.
It was obvious that the Helan Yin in front of him had already been led astray and began to rely on drugs to survive at a young age.
In the future, are you still not allowed to take elixirs to pursue immortality?
After all, Sang Ning had seen too many short-lived emperors like this, and eight out of ten of them were caused by eating too much cinnabar or other chemicals.
"This is good stuff, Sangsang. Don't waste it if you don't eat it."
He Lanyin saw that she had lost it and immediately went to the ground to pick it up.
Seeing his appearance, Sang Ning looked at him with a helpless frown, "Ah Yin, I said I won't let you fight, otherwise you will die, but you will probably die faster if you take drugs like this."
"Maybe I won't even wait until I'm twenty-six..."
Sang Ning watched him recall the plot of the original book and couldn't help but tell the truth.
When He Lanyin heard this, he just put the meatball into his mouth and swallowed it. He almost got stuck and touched his neck with his hands, his face looking like pig liver.
The frightened Sang Ning immediately rushed over, grabbed his broad body as strong as a calf, and couldn't help shouting: "Wang Cheng! Send the imperial doctor quickly! Your Majesty is stuck..."
Wang Cheng, who was waiting outside the palace, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard these words, unable to believe his ears.
"What did you say just now?"
Looking at the palace maid on the side, Wang Cheng thought that he had heard wrongly.
The palace maid's face turned red and she repeated in a low voice: "Your Majesty...she said that Your Majesty is stuck..."
