How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

Holding the fluffy papers in his hands, Xiao Lingfeng suddenly remembered the page full of secret words that Zhuang Qingyue forced him to recite last time.

It's just that he couldn't understand what Zhuang Qingyue and the others wrote in code words at all, and it didn't look like the sour words piled up with romantic images in his hand.

He didn't have the patience to scroll down, so he asked Ding Yue directly: "Li Fangyu has been ordered by the emperor to ground himself, and he can't protect himself. Yesterday, it was the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, did his brother-in-law go to listen to the music?"

Ding Yue: "I've gone. Not only have I gone, but it seems that I haven't been affected at all."

Xiao Lingfeng asked again: "What did you sing yesterday?"

"Yesterday the song was not written by the concubine, but Li Fangyu's brother-in-law recited a Yuefu poem to others."

Xiao Lingfeng hummed suspiciously: "What poem?"

Ding Yue's voice paused for a moment, and he quietly glanced at Xiao Lingfeng's hand before replying: "I read a few lines of "Chicken Crowing" from the Yuefu poems, but I didn't read all of them."

"Chicken Crowing" in Yuefu poems?

Xiao Lingfeng looked at the papers again, and then let out a short sneer.

Plum instead of peach stiff?

Trees grow from generation to generation, but brothers still forget each other?

No wonder Ding Yue's eyes were wrong.Isn't this satirizing the fight for power and profit between him and the Xiao Jue brothers?

What nonsense!

Tighten the palms hard and squeeze the few pieces of paper into crumpled balls, Xiao Lingfeng felt a surge of anger in his heart.

But after thinking about it again, the fire in Xiao Lingfeng's heart died down again.This was read privately with the girl from Wanghualou to deliver news, and it was not at all intended to criticize the current situation or to imply satire.

So, what's next for them?

Is it really going to take advantage of Xiao Jue's poisoning as a hindrance to make the three of his brothers completely turn against each other?

Xiao Lingfeng gritted his teeth: "Keep staring at them."

In the palace, the news of Xiao Jue's "disease" could not be concealed.

After giving Xiao Jue another needle in the morning, just as Ah Lian took back the silver needle, she heard a commotion from outside the hall, mixed with a woman's shrill voice.

Hearing the sound, Ah Lian turned her head, and saw Eunuch Zhao, who had been by his side the whole time, walked out quickly with an ugly expression.

Outside the Chaoyuan Hall.

The noble concubine in plain palace attire and two maids stood outside the hall, looking haggard, but she stood up to the guards without retreating an inch.

"Let me go in!"

The corners of the imperial concubine's eyes were red, and tears glistened in her phoenix eyes, but her tone of voice was not soft at all: "Your Majesty is ill, isn't this Palace even qualified to visit you?!"

The guard guarding the gate looked embarrassed, and explained bravely: "Your Majesty, the lord has ordered that no one is allowed to go in and disturb His Majesty."

Her expression changed immediately.

The voice rose unexpectedly, and a sharp question blurted out: "What? He, a mere King of Jingbei, dares to put his hand into the palace and become the master of the palace?"

As soon as these words came out, a frightened expression flashed across the face of the guard in front of the imperial concubine.He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't even utter a word.

"Madam, calm down."

A high-pitched voice came.The noble concubine looked up, and saw Eunuch Zhao walking out of the inner hall quickly.

That Eunuch Zhao seemed to have not rested all night, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked exhausted.But at this moment, he still bowed his body and explained to her with a smile on his face.

"Your Majesty must calm down. Our Majesty is not in a good mood at the moment, and the prince is also afraid that His Majesty will not be able to rest well, so he ordered this."

Eunuch Zhao's respectful attitude made the imperial concubine feel a lot more comfortable, and her face eased because of this.

She hummed with a nasal sound, and her tone became softer: "Eunuch Zhao, I also came here in a hurry after hearing that His Majesty's dragon body is not in good health."

She raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her tear-filled eyes, and then reached out to take the food box from the maid behind her: "I personally stewed some of His Majesty's favorite soups, please help me."

Although the tone was negotiating, the tough attitude in the words was very obvious.

Eunuch Zhao is a slave after all, how dare he really speak against the imperial concubine.He sighed, and stepped aside: "Your Majesty, please."

In the inner hall...

I don't know if it was because the concubine and the guards were arguing too loudly, or if Ah Lian's acupuncture treatment had worked, the emperor woke up leisurely as soon as Eunuch Zhao walked out.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Ah Lian who was arranging the medicine box beside the bed.

Xiao Jue was startled: "Who are you!"

However, he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Ah Lian saw what he wanted to ask, and immediately bowed to him: "My daughter, Ah Lian, is here to diagnose His Majesty's pulse and give acupuncture."

After he said this, Xiao Jue remembered that when he was reviewing the memorial, he suddenly had a splitting headache and passed out unbearably.

He swallowed to relieve the difficulty in his throat, and then asked in a hoarse voice: "Where's the imperial doctor?"

Why was it not the imperial physician who diagnosed and treated him, but a folk woman whom he had never seen before?

If he didn't know that he was still in Chaoyuan Hall at this moment, he would almost think that he was kidnapped.

Ah Lian: "Returning to Your Majesty, several adults from the Imperial Hospital are preparing an antidote for you in the side hall."

Xiao Jue breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but at that moment he grasped the word "antidote".

poisoned?Someone drugged?

His eyes suddenly became fierce, and he wanted to ask where Huo Qing was, but was interrupted by a familiar sound of footsteps.

As soon as he raised his head, his beloved imperial concubine walked towards him quickly with a food box in hand, followed by Eunuch Zhao who followed suit.

"Your Majesty! How are you doing, Your Majesty?"

Before Xiao Jue could react, the imperial concubine who was crying so much that she was pounced on her face.

The noble concubine lay on him and sobbed for a long while, until Xiao Jue was almost out of breath, finally straightened up and wiped her tears with a handkerchief at the corner of her eyes: "Your majesty, are you feeling better?"

As soon as I said a word, tears immediately rolled down again.

She looked at Xiao Jue with tears in her eyes: "Your Majesty, you are so worried about my concubine. I don't feel at ease if I can't see you."

Xiao Jue endured her impatience and coaxed softly: "I'm fine, my concubine don't cry."

The noble concubine sniffed, reached for the food box that was put aside and opened it, and said while filling the soup: "Your Majesty, you didn't drink a drop of water this night. I guess it's because these servants didn't serve you wholeheartedly. The concubine stewed you with my own hands. My favorite nourishing soup, you should try it soon."

Having said that, she put down the jade bowl in her hand, leaned over and helped Xiao Jue sit up personally.

Hearing the nourishing soup, Ah Lian frowned and wanted to stop it immediately, but before he could speak, the emperor opened his mouth first.

"There is Concubine Lao."

Following the imperial concubine's strength, Xiao Jue sat up, took a breath and said slowly: "But I don't have much appetite right now, so let's put the soup first."

At the moment, his face is tired and his lips are pale, and his voice is weak when he speaks, and he really seems to have no appetite.

but……

The noble concubine looked at the soup bowl on the side, her eyes flashed unconsciously: "Your majesty, my concubine..."

Xiao Jue waved his hand.

Seeing the imperial concubine picking up the soup bowl and wanting to persuade her again, Ah Lian couldn't help but frown and said, "Your Majesty, your majesty is not feeling well right now, so it's not advisable to take supplements."

The tip of her nose moved slightly, and then she looked at the soup bowl in the imperial concubine's hand: "Besides, the tonic in your bowl may conflict with the medicinal properties of Your Majesty's soup, which is really inappropriate."

After saying this, she looked at Xiao Jue in a strange way, but she happened to meet Xiao Jue's eyes.

After being stunned for a while, she frowned and shook her head at Xiao Jue.

She has a keen sense of smell and has dealt with medicinal materials since she was a child, so after smelling the unusual smell in that bowl of soup, she was immediately sure that there might be something else added to this bowl of soup besides the medicinal tonic.

Beside the dragon couch, the imperial concubine was interrupted by this clear female voice, and she felt a little annoyed unconsciously.

She turned her head to look at the woman who was silent before, but now she spoke shockingly without a wink, and said with a half-smile: "Who are you?"

Ah Lian slightly squatted down and bowed to her: "The daughter of the people is here to ask for His Majesty's pulse under the order of the prince."?

Hearing that it was Xiao Lingfeng's person, Xiao Jue, who closed his eyes on the bed to rest his mind, suddenly opened his eyes, and the face of the imperial concubine beside the couch also changed immediately.

She caught a glimpse of Xiao Jue's captivating eyes, and remembered the lady's order to make the two brothers turn against each other. The imperial concubine tightened her hand holding the veil, and then seized the opportunity to speak.

"Your Majesty—" she pressed her handkerchief to the corners of her eyes where there were no tears, and sighed, "Forget it, it's all right if your Majesty doesn't have an appetite. I don't want to persuade you. If the time comes, you will offend the prince again."

Xiao Jue glanced at her upon hearing this.

The noble concubine's heart was pounding at his light glance, but she still forced herself to be calm, and said casually with the half-dry tears on her face: "It's just that Tang Chen's concubine has been stewing for a long time, and was stopped by the guards outside the palace just now." It almost spilled when it came down."

"However, the prince was thoughtful enough to protect the Chaoyuan Palace tightly. If they hadn't been dedicated to their duties and blocked people, how could His Majesty have a good rest."

Having said that, she brushed her ears and hair, and a smile suddenly appeared on her slightly melancholy face.

She said with emotion: "Your Majesty, you are truly blessed to have such a good brother as King Jingbei."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Xiao Jue's expression calmly, trying to see other meanings from his face, but she saw Xiao Jue staring at him expressionlessly, without saying a word.

The noble concubine's heart skipped a beat when she saw his eyes.

Xiao Jue said, "Have you said enough?"

His voice was cold, and he had completely lost the gentleness and patience he used to treat noble concubines: "Go out when you've said enough. Go back to your Yonghe Palace, and don't come out without my order."

The imperial concubine was stunned, her eyes widened in an instant.This time, real and hot tears finally rolled down in big ones, and soon left traces on Xiao Jue's bright yellow quilt.

The tight handkerchief in her hand was squeezed tightly by her, and she looked at Xiao Jue, crying in her tone: "Your Majesty!"

In the past, Xiao Jue felt very distressed when he saw her cry, but at this moment, seeing this woman who had been with him for three years open her eyes and weep in front of him, Xiao Jue didn't feel any disturbance in his heart.

If she was really capable of drugging him, then her tears at this moment are probably fake, right?

Not only did he take medicine, but he also spoke ill of Xiao Lingfeng in front of him as if he was a fool.

As everyone knows, although he was in a coma for a long time last night, but now that his consciousness has returned, he can already recall some memory fragments.

At the most helpless moment, his most instinctive thing was to ask Xiao Lingfeng for help. Since this is the case, does it mean that Xiao Lingfeng is actually the person he trusts the most in his heart?

After ordering someone to invite the concubine away, Xiao Jue looked up at the bed curtain above her head in a daze.

Then his imperial brother, can he deserve his trust?

The author has something to say: It is daytime in the pretended American time!

The "Chicken Crowing" in the ps article is the "Chicken Crowing" in the Yuefu poem, I quoted it!

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