Chapter 68: Rice poisoning

Chapter 68. Poisoning in Rice
What would a poisoned person look like?
According to the traditional martial arts film teaching, if a poisoned person is mortal, he must have a pale face and black lips, either like a devil or a zombie.
If the poisoned person looks normal at first glance, then the person must have a rainbow imprint of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple that is not easily noticeable or purple or green.
If the poisoned person is a peerless beauty, then this imprint can be a different matter: Case 1, the poison scar is likely to turn into a drop of red tears, charming and enchanting. Peach heart is dazzling; in case three, the poisoned person suddenly turns into a stranger guest, with fluttering white hair, pupils half gold and silver.
In short, the basic principle is icing on the cake. The more poisonous the more beautiful, the more dreams come!
Qing Qiao estimated that the beauty of the little prince, how to mix it should be a dragon growing on his back, and a charming poisonous poison was born on the arm, so when the thick curtain of gold-carved ebony bed slowly opened She held it completely, fully, and unreservedly.
"……this is?"
After a long pause, she couldn't help but reach out and poke the soft face on the pillow.
One poke, one hole.
One more poke, another hole.
Soon, the patient's face was poked out of the Olympic rings.
Poke again to catch the bird's nest.
"... Qiuqiu Qiuxiang!"
Qing Qiao withdrew his hand, covered his mouth tightly, and could not help whispering.
This face! This terrifying face! She's only seen in Xing Ye's "Tang Bohu Qiu Qiu Xiang"!
The exaggerated swelling, the swollen bruise, the toad-like fat cheeks are strikingly similar to Qiu Xiang, who was unfortunately boxed in the movie, exactly the same, twins! !! !!
"Big Dafa, Qiuxiang just went to the night pot."
The son-in-law next to her thought that Qing Qiao was calling a maiden named "Qiuxiang", and she reportedly trembled.
Qing Qiao looked intently, and saw the maiden's waist tied with a red line nameplate, writing the two big characters-"pomegranate".
"Here, this ... Is it really His Royal Highness?"
On the fingers of the bed, Qing Qiao's shocked expression on his face showed that she did not believe that the beautiful lady would be like this.
The emperor and aristocracy headed by the emperor turned green like a lacquered face.
"... It seems that Your Highness is poisonous, but it is not a light one."
A long and transparent jade stick was inserted with a lazy voice, and Qing Qiao's hand was not known, and by the way, he blocked the group of dignitaries with red eyes that were almost moving.
"Not only defeat the body, but also the beauty of the person. This medicine is even more despicable than the" Yu Ren San "that the demon demon girl used to poison her rivals."
Lu Zizhen stared at the sleeping person in his account, his eyes were as deep as the night.
"The priest! This child has been unconscious for three days and three nights and is unconscious." The emperor and the old man couldn't help getting angry at this time, wiped a tear, eagerly approached the expert, "Dare to ask the priest to know what it is Poison? How can it be solved? "
"Hmm ..." After a deep groan, Lu Zizhen turned his head and smiled, "I can't see anything by standing alone. I need to test the needle. If your Majesty doesn't mind, please allow me to inspect it separately."
The emperor dared to say half a word, nodded in a hurry, wiped his tears and waved backwards like a chicken.
So the civilians and military officials behind the palace girl blasted the birds and beasts scattered.
The room soon fell into silence.
There are three people standing, you look at me, I look at you, big eyes and small eyes, dead fish eyes and peach blossom eyes.
"—Your Majesty, I mean, alone."
Lu Zizheng Zhu lips opened slightly, nodding towards the heartbreaking old man next to him.
The emperor old man stopped crying, looked at Qing Qiao, and then looked at him.
Then hesitated and pointed at himself.
"...?"
"Yes, you, you."
Lu Zizheng was very laid back and very kind. He moved his chin towards the door.
In the end, the court was closed successfully, and everyone was evicted from the realm. The and the elder doctor waited outside the room. Only Gu Qingqiao, Lu Zizhen, and Prince Edward remained in the bedroom.
The golden ebony couch is topped with golden silk wavy, and the precious purple gold beads are strung on both sides of the hanging curtain.
The layers of mantle-like veil were lifted open, and the person on the couch was asleep, knowing nothing about the great changes that had taken place on him.
"Shao Yi! Shao Yi! Are you awake?"
Qing Qiao shouted toward the bed, his cuffs were windy, and his face was anxious.
The man on the bed closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless.
His face was flushed with tears in his eyes, and Qing Qiao shook his shoulder: "Is it really you? I'm Chun Jiao! Du Chun Jiao! You talk!"
"Hmm, this time, the young master is genuine‘ one head and two are bigger ’!

Withdrawing his gaze from the closed door, Lu Zizhen glanced at the person on the bed, and chuckled and laughed. How could there be a serious look of half the doctor?
"How are you doing this? Is there any sympathy!" Qing Qiao gave him an angry look.
"I have everything here, curiosity, playfulness, and even the murderous heart, but there is no such thing as" compassion. "
Lu Zizhen reached out and took off the obstructing mask. His serious expression was half-truth.
"Woohoo ... why is this so? I have only been away for a few days. Why is this child suddenly poisoned ..."
Seeing that Shao Yi could not be awakened by any means, Qing Qiao's shoulders fell down suddenly, and he could not help sobbing.
"Some time ago I was talking about choosing Harem Belle, now it's okay, even a daughter-in-law can't ask ..."
Looking back at Shao Yi, the cry grew more and more screaming— "I don't know if I can talk about it in the future, oh—"
"Well? He opened his mouth!"
Lu Zizhen suddenly drew near the edge of the bed with a surprised expression.
"what!"
Qing Qiao looked up blankly, turned and looked, and sure enough he saw Duan Shaoyi's mouth seemed to be slightly closed.
"What does he seem to say ?! What is it? Do you want to drink water?"
Qing Qiao firmly grasped Lu Zizheng's clothes.
Putting forefinger between your lips, Lu Zizheng hissed lightly, then quickly leaned down and listened, listening to the slang on the bed.
Listen and listen, the expression gradually changes from serious to serious.
"Yo, this Chunjiao girl!"
After finally listening, he straightened up to look at her, his face was calm and his eyes narrowed.
"The prince of the pig's head wants you to kiss him right away to prove that his charm is still good, and he can ask for another hundred wives."
"puff"!
Qing Qiao was testing the temperature of the tea, and when he heard this, he couldn't help spitting it out.
"This little master has no brain at all!"
Lu Zizhen looked at Shao Yi indifferently, and his beautiful and immaculate face showed deep regret.
"It seems to be dying, the prince's face is almost swollen to catch up with the fermented dough, and dare to tease good women!"
Stop talking, lift up his long and beautiful hands like a doll, and admire the light.
"Well, such a thick face, hit him with a punch, and I'm afraid that I can't pull out my hand if I get stuck in it, making evil!"
"My aunt! Where is such good softness!"
Qing Qiao gave him a glance, his nervousness slowed down.
"Since this kid can still joke with me, it shows that he is still awake, maybe not as serious as the emperor thought."
"--Humph!"
Lu Zizhen raised her eyebrows, and looked at her with half of her body on her side, with cold waves flowing in her eyes.
"Don't you know that there is a phenomenon in the medical world called 'Back to Light'?"
"Snapped"!
The tea cup slipped from Qing Qiao's hands and broke into several petals.
"You ... can't you save him?" Her face was as clean as half-colored, like a painting before ink.
"That's not necessarily, there is nothing I can't do in the world, try it, maybe it can be dragged on for a few days."
Lu Zizhen slowly stretched out his jade stick and lifted Shao Yi's obscene clothes layer by layer.
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"How?" Qing Qiao looked at him eagerly, followed slowly with the medical box in his hand.
"Well ... a little tricky."
Slowly stroking the jade stick, Lu Zizhen's long eyelashes were half drooped, covering up the sharp and clear light.
"If I said, I'll use your life in exchange for the life of this little prince, would you agree?"
Qing Qiao first stunned, and then bent down with no energy.
"... Excuse me, take my half-life for his half-life, so that everyone can still survive, is it feasible or not?"
"Innocent!" Lu Zizhen put away his jade stick and laughed, "What are you doing with two and a half lives? So you can do the same thing?"
Qing Qiao knew that he was playing tricks on himself, daring to be angry and not to speak, and had to secretly grit his teeth.
" Rest assured, you won't be killed for the time being."
After a laugh, Lu Zizheng resumed the unpredictability of ordinary days, and Dang Erlang said: "I just want to borrow some of your blood."
"What? Sprinkles again?" Qing Qiao suddenly lost his face, and the six gods had no master. "Blood can be borrowed freely? What do you give me back? Let me say first, I don't want your blood!" Who knows Is it highly toxic? !!
"But I want your blood, but you must."
Lu Zizhen lifted his pupils and brushed a faint touch of his eyes.
"... Then, can you discuss it?"
Qing Qiaodun felt that he was spinning around and started to stroke his hand. "I am weak and cannot supply blood for a long period of time. I should first ask the emperor to apply, and let the royal chef stew some gelatin to give me blood and qi, and then make some bird's nest and shark fin. ... Ah, right! I have n’t eaten ginseng for a century, and I do n’t know if it ’s really like a baby ...

Talking, licking his mouth subconsciously.
Lu Zizheng was still stretched his face, and now he could not help raising his eyebrows.
"... Your luck, although sometimes bad, is not bad."
He looked at Qing Qiao, shook his head, and sighed.
"What you have been yearning for, the blessing of this little prince, can finally be seen now."
Before waiting for Qiao Qiao to ask what he longed for, Lu Zizhen flicked his sleeves and brought the mask back to his face.
With a squeak, the heavy mahogany door suddenly opened, and a group of officials outside the door tried to overhear.
Most of them bowed their legs, stiffened their backs, and clasped their ears close to their ears to make brackets. Their gestures were so funny, like a bunch of fashionable Arabic numbers "5". Seeing that the door suddenly opened, the officials' embarrassing gestures were neither closed nor closed, so you look at me and look at you. When you find that everyone is at each other, the fragile heart suddenly finds a huge solid support.
"His Majesty."
Lu Zizhen's eyes glanced at the others, pointing directly at the emperor, imposing.
"Since His Royal Highness is in a critical moment of his life, I have something to say."
The people on the gallery stopped the noise and held their breath, waiting for his verdict.
"The voodoo in His Royal Highness is a collection of the weirdest spells in the world, which were trained in the centuries-old puppet. Even if my master is alive, I am afraid there will be no rejuvenation."
"Oh!" The slender father Andre could not stand the stimulus and fainted on the spot.
"Flop!" Although the emperor was expensive for the Nine-Five Supreme King of a country, he also collapsed to the ground with one knee.
Seeing that His Majesty could not stop shaking, tears seemed to break the bead of the thread, and everyone cried, supported, fell down, and for a time the wailing and sighing sighed on the entire gallery, one after another, it was a cloud of sorrow .
"but--"
Lu Zizheng was satisfied with this response. He looked around and paused slightly, deliberately prolonging the tone.
"The so-called blue is out of blue, and wins ~~~~~~~~~~~ Yu Lan, my master won't, it doesn't mean I won't ..."
He also specifically emphasized the word "win".
Qing Qiao dared to promise that if he could kill people with his vision, and if there was a basement below hell, then Lu Zizheng would be able to reach the eighty-eighth floor of in an instant.
"... His Royal Highness's life, I can stay for fifteen days first, as long as the detoxification is refined within these fifteen days, His Royal Highness will have no worries."
Lu Zizhen's face did not change color, and he had a good idea.
"Mr. Lord, is this true?"
The emperor was overjoyed, and turned from the ground to his feet, and ecstatic overflowed with words.
With a bang, the audience came alive again, as if playing a game and buying props congested.
"No matter how you joke, I won't joke about the life of a future king."
Lu Zizheng's voice was low and soft, with a hint of bewildering taste.
"Just, I'm afraid that His Majesty will take out a treasure for medicine."
"Treasure? What treasure ?! Even though the priest has everything in the treasury! Even if he doesn't, he will send someone to find out!
The emperor's happy hands and dances were almost crazy, and he repeatedly felt the urge to bear to save his benefactor—but he eventually restrained, because the master priest was also exquisite, and he should not profane easily.
"... I don't need to be so motivated."
Lu Zizhen smiled slightly.
"The so-called distant horizon is near, and the treasure house has been passed on for several generations. The current custodian is not someone else, it is His Royal Highness himself."
"... Is that what you mean?" The emperor's face changed.
"Exactly."
Lu Zizhen bowed his head with a specious smile in his mouth.
"Although it will inevitably take some effort to refine the antidote, I have everything here, and it will depend on your reluctance to take out the medicine."
"... God, Lord Official, is there any other way to think?"
The Emperor Laoer changed his previous briskness and became hesitant. It seemed very difficult.
"The ancestors had a legacy, and that thing was passed on to only one person per generation. Never let others see the details, or the country would be in chaos ... This request is a bit too ..."
"Then I can't help it."
Lu Zizheng's voice became cold again, his lips were tightly lined up, and he was about to turn around.
"Don't! Don't! Lord Master, please think about it, think again!"
The emperor quickly caught Lu Zizhen's sleeves and begged hard.
"Please forgive the priests! Although he is the prince's father, he is also the monarch of a country.
"is it?"
Lu Zizhen turned his head, exposing a beautiful side of his face, his breath impatient.
"I don't care who you are going to account to, and no matter what your identity is, in the end, it is up to you to save or not. Think about it yourself!"
In a word, he left the emperor who had passed away in an instant, and the stunned officials. He just walked away and went straight out of the East Palace.
Gu Qingqiao choked for a moment, and then resounded.
When she finally understood, she suddenly found herself behind and was abandoned, so she rushed to prepare to keep up with the pace of the leader.
Unexpectedly, the hand was suddenly hugged tightly and dragged to a corner.
Looking back, the man looks like a golden crown with hair, luxurious clothes, and eyes as deep as an eagle.
"What are you doing? What do you mean ?!"
Qing Qiao was anxious and anxious, but he couldn't shake off the opponent's copper arm hoop and had to whisper.
"What do you mean?"
Duan Yu stared at her tightly, her face frosty like a cold day, her words were all chill.
"I would like to ask what do you mean ?! Do you think that if you have a good relationship with the clergyman, can you use him to cheat the emperor?"
"I, no, yes, use him to lie to anything!"
Seeing how he couldn't get rid of Duan Yu, Qing Qiao had to use pointed nails to pull the tender meat between Duan Yu's hands, and flirt with mercy.
"Say! Where did you mention the emperor just now ?! Which word? Which words? Are you deaf or hallucinated?"
The harder and harder, the harder and more excited, Qing Qiao's sweaty forehead smoked.
The captive did not frown.
"The medicine guide just asked by the Master is Emperor Spirit."
Compared to Qing Qiao's excitement, Duan Yu's look became more calm and calm.
"Don't tell me, you don't know anything, you want to cover it."
Even though his fingers had been bleeding from his fingers, he still clutched Qing Qiao firmly, stubborn and never relaxed.
Yan Hong exuded, Qing Qiao paused-not good, there was a fire!
Blinking, blinking, three hundred revolutions in his brain, and finally he looked at the opening.
"... Well, Lord, before the priest said it, I really didn't know that the medicine was the spirit."
She looked at Duan Yu, her beautiful face was full of sincerity and honesty.
"... But after His Majesty described the characteristics of the drug guide, I probably have a bottom in my heart. Now you can ask me to confess my teacher, and I can really be sure that the drug guide is the emperor.
The sentence was true and she did not falsify, and she quietly stopped resisting-this guy's hands are long and beautiful, without scars.
Duan Yu didn't speak, stared at her and looked up and down, but she couldn't tell a lie in the end.
"So, the medicine cited by the priest is the emperor spirit, is it true?"
He frowned.
"I don't know, but since the priest dared to make promises to the emperor, he naturally had his reason."
Qing Qiao looked at him with a smile.
"To this day, apart from trusting him, do you still have better candidates for treatment? Are there better solutions?"
Duan Yu groaned silently.
"I said, Lord, when did you start to doubt even the priests of your country ?!"
Qing Qiao looked up and looked at him carefully, admiring this rare and uncommon king's rare food from all angles.
"Is it because the priest has something to do with me? Come on, you really overestimate my charm!"
"... What's your relationship with him?"
Duan Yu grabbed her hand and shoved so hard that she couldn't help whispering.
"A clergyman isn't close to being a woman. He never kept any woman with him! What did you do to him? What tricks did you use?"
His voice was almost roaring, his eyes were hazy, and his dark eyes seemed to be brewing a huge snowstorm.
-He doesn't like everything that is out of his control.
"Yo, jealous?"
Although the bone was about to crack, Qing Qiao still smiled stubbornly.
"I didn't expect you to admire Lord Magistrate so much, but you gave me it as a gift!"
Duan Yu was stunned by her Can Ruochunhua's smiling face, then discolored, closed her eyes, and soon returned to peace.
"... I asked the priest to help investigate the matter of the Four Spirits. The priest said that I should bring a treasure to him first."
He looked at Qing Qiao, his eyes were deep, the meaning of the misty words was unclear.
"There is only one thing in the world, the treasure in the legend. This baby can talk and be happy."
"... It seems this baby is my girl?"
Qing Qiao was a little angry and surprised when he knew the answer.
Angrily, Duan Yu actually took her as an object, which made her once again deeply aware of the cruel nature of the exploiting class.
I was surprised-"Well? I am actually a legend ?! Why am I a legend? In which legend did I appear?"
Compared to Duan Yu's ruthlessness, she is now more concerned about the three words "in legend", her eyes flickered and she was excited.
"... Because you are the only bloodline left in Bian Muguo. Legend has it that the anti-sky star is brought to life, or you have to overthrow it.
Duan Yu is completely accustomed to her lack of mind and scratching her points, her expression indifferent.
"Ah, here it is again!" Qing Qiao smiled awkwardly, and his old friend slaps him in a note. "Don't you say that as long as you are in one day, I don't want to go back to heaven?"
Duan Yu said nothing, the tight skin was slightly loose.
"... I never completely believed anyone."
Slowly speaking, his words fluttered like feathers, but smashed a big pit in Qing Qiao's heart, buzzing back.
"Either the priest or the elder brother, there is no one who can be trusted in this world at all-so don't blame me for being on your guard."
Qing Qiao lowered his eyelids and stared at the embroidery on his toes.
Suddenly, she felt that she could fully understand him, because he was like Ruan Qiqiang's own self--watching everywhere, step by step fortification, and refused to open his heart to everyone.
Sad, pathetic, terrible, unfortunately.
"Come, tell me." Duan Yu looked at her tenderly, and there were tentative trials in her tempting words. "Why would the priests seal you as a guardian and take you into the palace?
"... I don't know, I don't know"
Qing Qiao smiled and shook his head, trying to make himself look calm and calm-never let this suspicious person know his origin and relationship with Lu Zizhen, then it will only become more and more unclear.
"Just like I do n’t know now, why did you ask my father to propose to you, because of the fate, many things ca n’t be explained."
The words didn't end, she was frightened by a word and quickly covered her mouth, wishing to fan her own ears.
However, this topic seemed to successfully block Duan Yu's questioning. He was silent again and did not continue to speak.
The atmosphere suddenly fell into an embarrassing dilemma.
"Well ... if there is nothing else, Lord, I'll retreat first?"
Qing Qiao summoned the courage to break the deadlock first, and he was ready to slip away.
"... Go on, you will stay with the clergyman and cooperate with him first. In any case, Your Highness' life will matter."
Duan Yu waved gently.
"Yes." Qing Qiaofu made a fortune and turned away.
Looking at the girl's shadow, Duan Yu sighed unconsciously.
In fact, after she left, a lot of things happened in the emperor-Gu Shangshu finally succeeded in telling the old man and urged him to withdraw his marriage contract with tears before leaving;
The most important thing is that Master Kongkong's affairs have been investigated a little bit. It turned out that her side was more dangerous and full of doubts than he expected.
He also wanted to tell her many things, many, many things.
But because the Prince was poisoned, everything had to be put on hold temporarily.
Wait, wait.
He said to himself in his heart.
However, there are many things that just slip away while you wait and never look back.
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