Time travel to be the emperor

On the seventh day of the seventh month, Xuan Ling invited the princes and concubines of various families to have a banquet in Fuli Hall.

"Today is Chinese Valentine's Day. My concubine wishes the emperor and the empress long-lasting love and long life." An Lingrong stood up slowly holding a wine glass, wearing a lychee red skirt with butterfly gauze, and a graceful willow waist tied with azure palace sash.

Xuan Ling and Zhu Yixiu looked at each other, smiled and drank the wine in their glasses.

"An Fenyi is really rare. It makes us sisters forget about it. I'm really ashamed." Tang Jingyan smiled softly.

"I see that the grapes on your table are tributes, why don't you bring them to me."

Tang Jingyan was overjoyed, and smiled coquettishly, "Yes." Just as she was about to pick up the fruit plate, she raised her head and smiled again, "The emperor also has them, why do you have to ask for concubines?"

"I see that you don't care about eating and keep talking, why don't you give it to me, so as not to let it go for nothing." Xuan Ling sneered.

Tang Jingyan blushed when Xuan Ling said it, and for a long time she murmured: "The emperor loves to joke with his concubines."

"Oh." Murong Shilan drank a glass of wine, looked at Tang Jingyan with a smile and sarcasm, "The emperor obviously likes to joke with Zhen Xiaoyuan recently, why do you want to talk about yourself, let others listen, and think you are I want to be in Zhen Xiaoyuan's light."

Tang Jingyan was ashamed by Murong Shilan's words, so she had to keep her mouth shut.

Seeing Murong Shilan directing the conversation to her, Zhen Huan only smiled and picked up a glass of wine, "I'm a concubine with little knowledge, please teach me about everything, and respect my wife for a glass."

Murong Shilan glanced at Zhen Huan, but took the glass of wine instead.

"Concubine Hua is still magnanimous after all." Zhu Yixiu smiled gracefully, and Xuan Ling also gave Murong Shilan an approving glance.

Not long after, Xuan Ling saw Zhen Huan leave her seat, smiled indifferently, and pretended not to notice.

After a long time, Zhen Huan returned to the palace, "Where have you been? Why have you been there for so long?" Xuan Ling asked intentionally.

"The concubine couldn't drink enough, so she went out to get some fresh air." Zhen Huanfu just sat down, and when she heard Xuanling's question, she stood up again, "The concubine saw a flower called Xiyan, and she was stunned for a while. .”

"Xiyan? I remember seeing this flower at the Tonghua Terrace. You took a long way to sober up." Xuan Ling was not the pampered emperor in the original book who didn't know the world.

"Concubine... Seeing the moonlight outside, she walked a little further." Zhen Huan seemed a little embarrassed, trying to calm down.

"The moonlight tonight is very good. You should enjoy it. Sit down." Xuan Ling didn't ask any more questions, only let her sit down, and picked up the wine glass to drink with everyone.

"Your Majesty, my concubine has something to do and I want to leave first." Cao Qinmo had just drank a glass of wine when a hurried little maid came up to her and whispered to her. Cao Qinmo's face changed and he bid farewell to Xuan Ling.

"Why are you so panicked?"

"Back to the emperor, the maid came to report just now, saying that Heyi has vomited milk again." Cao Qinmo forced a smile.

"Did the imperial doctor come to see you?" Xuan Ling's expression flashed anxiously.

"Yes, it is said that it is a weak disease brought out by Niang Heyi's womb, and it is caused by the hot weather." After saying that, the corners of the eyes glistened with tears, "I have already met, but I don't know why it happened again today."

After Xuanling listened, he took Zhu Yixiu and Murong Shilan to Cao Qinmo's Yanshuang Zhai, and the rest stayed in the hall, and soon dispersed.

In this way, another two days passed.

"Why is Di Ji's illness still not recovering?" Xuanling went down to court, and because he was worried about Heyi, he went directly to Yanshuangzhai. It happened that Zhu Yixiu also brought a group of concubines to see Heyi.

"The humble minister is incompetent." The imperial physician knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

"The horseshoe soup made by Emperor Ji Jin in the past few days is not bad. Why don't I ask someone to make some more, so that everyone can taste it together." Murong Shilan also really loves Heyi. Cao Qinmo took care of Heyi together, and her eyes were bruised.

"Alright, I'm a little hungry too."

After a while, the horseshoe soup came up.

Cao Qinmo fed it spoonful by spoonful to the mouth of Heyi who was being held by the nanny, and wiped the saliva from Heyi from time to time.

"I see Di Jijin pouring incense, I think it will get better soon." Seeing this, Zhu Yixiu smiled and looked at Cao Qinmo.

Cao Qinmo was very grateful when he heard the words, "Thank you, Queen, for your concern."

After feeding a few mouthfuls of horseshoe soup, He Yi was taken down by the wet nurse to nurse her.Everyone saw that Heyi was doing well, and just after taking a breath, they saw the nurse holding Heyi who was crying and walking towards Cao Qinmo quickly, "My lord, the princess is still not good, and she vomited milk again. I also spit out the horseshoe soup I ate."

Cao Qinmo took Heyi distressedly, coaxing him non-stop, Murong Shilan also put down the horseshoe soup in his hand, and stepped forward to tease Heyi with a rattle.

"What's going on? After so many days of treatment, it's not getting better, but it's getting worse!" Xuan Ling was furious.

"Weichen, I really don't know!" The imperial doctor knelt down quickly, speaking with panic, "According to theory, most of the baby's spitting up happened when he was one or two months old, and it was caused by the narrow pylorus. Diji has turned one year old..."

After a word, there is no need to say more.

"Then tell me, what's the reason?" Xuan Ling suppressed his anger with a cold tone.

"Weichen thought over and over again, Diji's stomach is not good, I'm afraid he took something that hurt his stomach, I want to check what Diji has taken recently." The imperial doctor thought for a moment, then replied.

Xuan Ling waved his hand and asked the servants to bring up what He Yi had eaten recently.

The imperial doctor inspected them one by one, and knelt down in front of Xuan Ling, "Report to the emperor, I feel that there is something wrong with this horseshoe soup. For the sake of caution, I ask the emperor to share it with the father-in-law who tasted the food in the imperial dining room."

"Small mansion."

Xiaoxiazi is Li Chang's apprentice. He used to work as a watchman in the imperial dining room, and now serves Xuanling's meal.Xiaoxiazi rinsed his mouth first, then scratched the horseshoe soup with a silver needle, took a sip with a spoon, and tasted it carefully. It’s poisonous, but it’s mixed with some tapioca flour.”

"Cassava flour?" Xuan Ling frowned and looked at the imperial physician.

"Cassava is a special product of Nanyang tribute. It can be ground for desserts, but its roots and leaves are poisonous, so it must be handled carefully." The imperial physician replied cautiously.

"You mean someone poisoned you?" Zhu Yixiu looked surprised.

"Cassava flour is generally non-toxic, but the baby's stomach is delicate. Eating cassava flour will irritate the stomach and cause vomiting. In the long run, it will become weak and die. Moreover, cassava flour and water chestnut flour are similar in color and shape, and it is not easy to detect when they are mixed together."

"How does the imperial dining room do things! You can even get this wrong!" Xuan Ling's face was livid, and he shouted loudly.

Murong Shilan, who was teasing He Yi, suddenly interjected, "The imperial dining room is proficient in this way, and it will never make a mistake. It must have been done on purpose. Please take pity on Cao Jieyu's mother and daughter, and investigate this matter thoroughly, so that we can clear it up." Palace!"

Xuan Ling's eyes turned cold, "I will investigate thoroughly immediately!"

The author has something to say: The stupid author went to interview again this morning, I hope there will be good news~ Fortunately, I have some manuscripts in my hand, otherwise it will be over~ (＞﹏＜)