The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 2832 The cause and effect owed back then

"Then why do you like it?"

The emperor asked quietly.

"That is the homeland of the minister."

An Xue was stunned for a moment, she was a little confused by the emperor's question, so she answered subconsciously.

"The imperial city is my sister's hometown!"

The emperor said in a low voice, complexities flashed in the young man's dark eyes, which were covered by his downcast eyes.

An Xue seriously looked at the young emperor whom she had grown up with, and suddenly found that she couldn't understand his thoughts. She didn't know when this child became incomprehensible to her.

"Sister, do you drink?"

The emperor also seemed to feel that this topic was too dry, so he picked up the jug with a smile and said, "I have never had a drink with my sister!"

An Xue realized that she would not be able to comfort the Wu Zang Temple after all. Looking at the wine glass that the emperor filled up without waiting for her refusal, she remembered what she wanted, and asked, "I don't know why Your Majesty summoned his ministers here?"

The emperor raised his glass, resting his chin with one hand in a bit of regret: "I just want to see Sister, but I just remembered that I haven't had dinner with Sister for a long time. The last time was three years ago. After that, Sister Except for going to court, you don't even talk to me very often, so just be a sister and accompany me today, okay?"

Is it good, just like His Royal Highness who was a child back then, blinking his big black and white eyes pitifully, pulling his sleeves and asking:
"Are you okay, sister? I remember that when Brother Nine invited sister to drink, sister never refused!"

It's obviously a coquettish tone, but the word "zhen" of the young emperor has already brought out the truth.

An Xue pursed her lips, but didn't answer right away, because she looked at the fine wine in the glass, and suddenly remembered that her good friend, the eldest princess, handed herself a glass of wine in the same way. Best friends.

It was the same glass of wine a month ago. The eldest princess personally gave the antidote, just to find the child who was killed by the poisoned wine back then, and now the child...

An Xue rubbed her forehead, remembering the sentence her father said: The king must die if he wants to die.

As a female general, An Xue clearly knew that she should drink the wine in front of her calmly, but she remembered that before she left the house, the man who was still pale and wanted to dismiss Ding Youlu while he was still ill held a The wine glass becomes extra heavy.

"Your Majesty, I have a question..."

An Xue reached out and touched the jade pendant that was stuffed by the Ninth Prince before she left the door, and then she smiled wryly, but she couldn't hold it back after all, and asked, "I don't know why the Ninth Prince went to the first floor?"

The emperor also raised his wine glass and smiled meaningfully: "Sis Huang saw that brother Jiu was ill, so she specially sought out a famous doctor and went to the first floor, presumably..."

"I'll go, Boss, he's trying to name you!"

Dragon Soul, who was originally a melon-eating crowd, did not expect the melon juice to be dumped on Zhou You.

And Zhou You stretched out his hand to cover his aching heart again.

"Between the monarch and his ministers, the minister should not be your Majesty's sister," An Xue finally put down the jade pendant belonging to the Ninth Prince, she already understood something in her heart, and she didn't even address the original "emperor".

After expressing his attitude with the word "Your Majesty" who was slightly alienated, he closed his eyes. When An Xue opened his eyes again, his voice had returned to his original calmness:

"Let me respect this cup of your Majesty!"

The emperor's eyes froze, and he looked at her with a frown, his face could not hide his anger: "Do you think I gave you poisoned wine? Sister, you..."

Perhaps hearing the anger in An Xue's tone, the emperor snatched the wine glass from her hand and drank it down.

An Xue stood up and knelt in front of the young emperor with a darkened face:

"The minister is guilty..."

"You..." The emperor slammed the cup in his hand to the ground, but avoided An Xue's direction, breathing heavily.

For a moment, the entire imperial study room could only hear the emperor's rapid breathing, and his anger, accompanied by the rising incense, dissipated above the room.

"Aiqing, please stand up, I'm sorry."

The emperor helped An Xue up, with a slight smile on his face.

After An Xue was stunned, looking at the shattered wine glass, she felt a little guilty. The word "Ai Qing" and the word "Zhen" probably meant that the young emperor lost the last bit of warmth, right? !
Regarding this, An Xue was not disappointed. She was so dependent on one of her children, and then she felt a little relieved.

In this way, today's imperial meal will probably be over, right?In fact, An Xue was a little lucky in her heart. She really didn't dare to drink that glass of wine. Today's An Xue actually cherished her life!

"I act every day in front of courtiers, in front of concubines in the harem, and in front of the people all over the world, but I can't act in front of you. Now you have personally ruined my only persistence! Does Ai Qing know?"

Just as An Xue knelt down, the young emperor didn't stretch out his hands to help, but instead emphasized "Zhen" and "Ai Qing" in a sinister tone.

"..."

An Xue suddenly didn't know how to face the emperor like this. She, who didn't drink that glass of wine, felt fortunate one moment, but became more and more uneasy the next moment.

Even with the emperor's words, the anxiety became deeper and heavier in An Xue's heart.

"After the new year, I will be sixteen. After all the officials force me to stand up, I can choose a concubine and have children, but I still remember what Ai Qing told me back then, a lady can only be a wife. I always remember that only the person I love the most can be called a wife, and only my wife can be the empress."

An Xue's eyebrows moved slightly.

The emperor looked deeply at the plain girl with drooping eyes and the silent general, and changed the topic: "Among the six ministries, only Qi Run, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, has gone through three dynasties and has been an official for the longest time. Ai Qing thinks Why can I get his handle so easily, it's almost delivered to my door!"

This is what makes An Xue strange. She has suspected Qi Run for a long time, but she can't find it until Sha Kou...

"It's the Shakou. I have sent people into the desert seven times to instigate the prince of the Shakou to seize the throne. In fact, I am also contributing to the incident among the Shakou." The emperor sat down with a smile. Not as good as a young man with a weak crown.

Until now, An Xue finally realized that something was wrong. She interrupted the emperor with a slight frown, and said, "Your Majesty is wise, and I have nothing but admiration for you. Today, I feel unwell. Please leave first, Your Majesty."

"Aiqing, before you came, did the Ninth Prince go to the first floor?"

The emperor still looked at her with a smile, but his eyes were as deep as the sea.

"His Majesty's will..."

Mention the Ninth Prince and the first floor again...

(End of this chapter)