The King of Sickness Loves Poison Concubine

Chapter 1
Great Yan Emperor Capital.

The glamorous Shangshu Mansion is hung with red silk, and the servants and maids in the mansion come and go, all with anxious faces.

From time to time there was a roar in the wide hall, "Did you find it?"

"Going back to the master, I haven't yet..." The old butler was sweating profusely. Today, the Fifth Miss married the Seventh Prince who was about to die from a long illness.But when the nanny came to report early in the morning, Miss Fifth's personal maid fainted by the lotus pond, and Miss Fifth had disappeared.

This surprised everyone. Although Fifth Young Lady is not welcome on weekdays, it is different today.Regardless of whether it is life or death, she must be sent to the sedan chair, otherwise how can I explain to the emperor?
"I found it, I found it! My lord, I found Fifth Miss. I found Fifth Miss in the lotus pond." A servant hurriedly ran into the hall, and Yue Zhizhou, who was sitting in the main seat, walked out quickly.The rest of the people quickly followed and headed towards the lotus pond in the garden.

Before he got close, he heard crying, "Miss, why are you so desperate to kill yourself? What will you do if you die as a servant? Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu......"

"Master is here!" Someone shouted, and the servants around the periphery quickly dispersed, revealing the person in the middle.

A 13-year-old girl in a pink dress was crying while hugging a woman in a red wedding dress covered in water and her eyes closed.

"Out of breath?" Yue Zhizhou walked up, looked down at the pale woman who seemed to be out of breath and asked expressionlessly.

"Master, I'm out of breath." A servant who was also covered in water replied.

"Hmph, the emperor must blame him, how can I explain this?" Yue Zhizhou took a deep breath, obviously not feeling about his daughter's death, what was even more worrying was how to explain it.

This marriage was ordained by the sage, and now that people die without getting on the sedan chair, someone must have made trouble.The Seventh Prince is also the one who will see the coffin soon, and the Holy Majesty bestowed the marriage as a joy.This is not happy, the bride died, too unlucky.

"Hey, look, master, Fifth Miss is breathing." The person who said that Fifth Miss was out of breath just now suddenly shouted.

Yue Zhizhou was startled, and then squatted down to look at the pale-faced daughter, and sure enough, his eyeballs were moving.

"Master, the procession to welcome the bride has arrived at the door!" A servant hurried over, so anxious that he almost ate shit.

Yue Zhizhou made a decisive decision, "You mothers, quickly put Xiao Wu's coat on, cover his head, and send him into the sedan chair." As long as he leaves this gate, he will not be responsible for his death.I can only blame the Seventh Prince for his hard life, for killing the bride, no one has anything to say.

Four or five nuns went out immediately, and the tearful little girl in pink hurriedly followed, secretly complaining for the young lady, but there was nothing she could do.

The long welcoming team occupied the whole street, and the Seventh Prince was seriously ill and unable to welcome the bride, so today the fifth prince Feng Yanshao, who is a compatriot with the Seventh Prince and his mother, was on his behalf to welcome the bride.

Fengyan Shaosi is elegant and personable.Appearing in front of Shangshu Mansion attracted everyone, Yue Zhizhou rushed to meet him, signaled with his eyes the three sons next to him to come over quickly, and surrounded Feng Yanshao to block his sight.

After the salute was fired, two strong nuns helped the unconscious bride out of the mansion quickly, and swiftly stuffed her into the sedan chair.Yue Zhizhou, who was chatting with Feng Yanshao, finally felt relieved when he saw it.

The auspicious time has come, Feng Yanshao bid farewell, and led the welcoming team back to Seventh Prince's Mansion.

Watching the team leave, the entire Shangshu Mansion fell silent. In any case, today's level has been passed.

The Seventh King's Mansion on Tongque Street has been completely cleaned up. The majestic mansion is full of red and looks beaming.

No matter the servants, maids and guards are all covered in red, but if you look closely, you will find that all of them have serious faces.

100 meters away, there were crowds of onlookers, buzzing with discussions.

The sick prince doesn't know if he can have a bridal chamber, his body is weak and it is difficult to walk a few steps, so it is estimated that he cannot do the work that requires strength.

It's just that the bride is pitiful, she is not favored in Shangshu Mansion, even if she marries a prince and becomes a concubine, the prince may die at some point, and she will be a widow in the days to come.

Suddenly, joyous music came, and the discussing people fell silent. Looking at the team approaching on the street, everyone's attention was once again focused on Feng Yanshao, who was on a tall horse.

Although they are siblings from the same mother, their fates are so different, causing countless people to sigh.

A group of people also came out from the gate of the Seventh Prince's Mansion. The first person was tall and thin, with black hair like a waterfall and tied on the top of his head with a ruby ​​crown.Obviously very handsome facial features, but it looks full of sickness.Especially that complexion, pale and faintly blue.Coupled with a red wedding dress, the face was even more bloodless and frighteningly white.

The sedan chair stopped in front of the mansion, and Feng Yanshao strode towards the Seventh Prince Feng Yancang who was faintly about to fall.

"Seventh brother, how do you feel?" Looking at Feng Yancang's face, Feng Yanshao sighed.

Although Feng Yancang is sickly, but those phoenix eyes are as deep as the sea, the straight nose bridge is thin and the bloodless lips look fragile, but at a certain moment, one can see a trace of sharpness in those eyes. .

"It's okay." He said lightly, but Feng Yanshao, who was very close to him, could see him breathing hard.

"Please get off the sedan chair, Seventh Princess." Everyone was looking at them. Feng Yanshao knew how Feng Yancang's body was, and wanted to make the ceremony quickly. With the addition of a group of courtiers in the mansion who came to watch the ceremony, Feng Yancang's body might be in danger. I can't hold on anymore.

Several nuns who followed the sedan chair all the way raised the curtain, "Please get off the sedan chair, princess!"

After shouting, the person in red sitting in the sedan chair did not respond.Everyone looked at the sedan chair, and there was silence all around.

"Princess, please get off the sedan chair!" Mammy shouted again, but the people inside still didn't respond.The people watching from a distance began to discuss in low voices.

Mammy glanced at the two princes, then leaned over to grab the bride's hand.

"Oh, the bride is dizzy!" Suddenly the nanny shouted, Feng Yanshao frowned slightly, but he didn't want Feng Yan who was standing beside him to fall violently, and the guard who had been standing behind quickly supported the fainted Feng Yancang.

"My lord is in a coma again, fifth lord, what should I do?" The serious-faced butler skillfully stuffed a pill into the mouth of the unconscious Feng Yancang, and then asked.

Discussions from the people in the distance had already spread, and the courtiers watching the ceremony in the mansion also rushed towards the gate of the mansion when they heard the commotion.

Feng Yanshao probed into Feng Yancang's veins, then waved his hand decisively, "Send the seventh brother and the seventh princess to the bridal chamber!"

Everyone was well-trained, two guards carried the unconscious Feng Yancang to leave first, and two nuns carried the bride who was also unconscious and followed quickly, and went straight to the bridal chamber.

(End of this chapter)