Foodie chef, my three-star queen

Chapter 117
The custom in Baigan Kingdom is that on the morning of the bride's wedding, before she puts on the phoenix coronet and Xiapei, she goes to her parents to say goodbye, kowtows and serves tea to thank her for her upbringing.

Although Mi Qilin came from time travel, she spent a short time with the original owner's parents, but in just a few months, she has established a deep blood relationship with the original owner's family.

Mi Xuezhou and Yuchi Yanning sat in the main hall in formal attire. Mi Qilin, supported by aloe, kowtowed to his parents and served tea for them both while kneeling.

Wedding is a day of celebration, so naturally we cannot shed tears. After all, Yuchi Yanning is a woman with a soft heart. Seeing that her biological daughter is about to get married, she feels joyful and lonely at the same time. Clinging tightly to the sockets of the eyes, not letting the tears fall.

Mi Qilin also had a sore nose, and he strained his face, staring at his eyes so that tears would not fall from his eyes.She tightly held Mi Xuezhou's hand in one hand and Yuchi Yanning's in the other. Even though she was speechless at the moment, silence speaks louder than words, body movements are worth a thousand words.

After thanking his parents, Mi Qilin went back to Baolin Courtyard and asked his mother to put on a scarf, a phoenix crown, and a red hijab on it.Sitting in the main room waiting for the auspicious time.

According to the custom, the groom does not greet the bride personally, but finds an unmarried man of the same generation among relatives and friends to act as the messenger to welcome the bride. This messenger naturally falls on the shoulders of the Ninth Prince Yin Chuqiao.

Yin Chuqiao rode a fine horse and led the mighty welcoming team to the gate of the General's Mansion.

Mi Qilin was also carried out of Baolin Courtyard by Mi Qirui, and sent into a large sedan chair carried by eight people. The body of the sedan chair was covered with red mantle and red silk tassels.Gongs and drums sounded together, the guard of honor cleared the way, and the big sedan chair followed Yin Chuqiao's horse and set off towards the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

The distance from the General's Mansion to the Seventh Prince's Mansion is not too close. Mi Qilin was sitting in the sedan chair, holding the bright red apple tightly with both hands, and his heart was also heaving with the bumps of the sedan chair.

It takes at least two sticks of incense to take a carriage to get to the Seventh Prince's Mansion, but I don't know how long it will take to take this sedan chair that only relies on two legs to move.It would be great if we get married in another courtyard, the distance is short and the battle can be settled quickly.Mi Qilin thought so.

Mi Qilin's ten-mile red make-up delivery team yesterday had already taken the limelight in the capital. Today, knowing her wedding, many people along the street looked at her, but because she married the Seventh Prince, both sides of the road have been cleared away. People stuck their heads out from the windows of the shops and residential buildings on both sides of the street to watch.

After about half an hour, the sedan chair stopped and the Seventh Prince's Mansion arrived.

Yin Chuhuan, with a flower feather on his top and a python robe and jade belt, was also dressed in bright red. Holding a bow and arrow in his hand, he shot three red arrows at the sedan door to drive away any evil spirits that might be tainted on the road. The arrows were flat and wrapped in soft cloth. Come to think of it, this is just a formality, and will not accidentally hurt anyone.

After the bride got off the sedan chair and crossed the brazier and the saddle, Mi Qilin and Yin Chuhuan each held on to the two ends of the red silk flowers and entered the main hall to worship.Naturally, the emperor would not come to the Seventh Prince's mansion in person, and only waited to go to the palace to worship on the second day. At this time, he first bowed to the heaven and earth, and then bowed towards the palace. The husband and wife bowed to each other, and then they were sent to the bridal chamber.

The prince's marriage is different from ordinary people, and it also has a meaning of political and diplomatic activities in it. In addition to the prince's good friends, some officials are also among the invited guests.

Mi Qilin was sitting on the wedding couch with a red hijab and waited quietly. She found that her hands were shaking all the time, and her legs and feet seemed to be about to lose consciousness. Weird change.

Yin Chuhuan was thinking about her, so he pulled Yin Chuqiao out to stop drinking and do diplomatic work for him, and then he escaped and returned to the new house.

When Mi Qilin was about to take her own pulse, the door creaked and was pushed open. It was Yin Chuhuan who came back, and her heart suddenly beat violently. She thought it might be because she was too nervous that her body changed, so she gave up taking the pulse. He sat there obediently and waited for Yin Chuhuan to approach.

In the new house, under the guidance of Xi Niang, Yin Chuhuan picked up the Xi Niang and picked up Mi Qilin's red hijab.As soon as he picked him up, he was amazed by Mi Qilin's makeup.

Mi Qilin usually has a bare face, this is the first time he has seen her with makeup on, the red candles in the room are flickering, casting a layer of soft light on her face, her eyes are wavy, and her shy smile is like a flower blooming .

"Tangtang, you are so beautiful..." Yin Chuhuan couldn't help staring blankly, and forgot to put down the wedding scale in his hand.

Mi Qilin smiled shyly, and didn't know what to say to answer him at this time, but felt that his heartbeat accelerated a lot, his breathing was a little rough, and his consciousness was a little loose.

Mi Qilin thought he was agitated, and didn't take it too seriously, but comforted himself that it would be over soon, and don't be so excited after tonight.

"His Royal Highness Seventh Prince, Concubine, please drink Hebei wine." Xi Niang saw that Yin Chuhuan hadn't moved for a long time, although she didn't want to disturb him, but she was afraid of missing the auspicious time, so she had no choice but to remind her.

"Oh. Understood." Only then did Yin Chuhuan realize that he had lost his composure. He put down the scale, took Mi Qilin's hand and walked slowly to the table. The two of them intertwined their arms and fed each other the Hebei wine.

Then there is nothing to do with Xi Niang. After the two of them go to different bathrooms to take a bath, they can start the sweetest and most important link.

But after Yin Chuhuan finished taking a bath, he waited for about a cup of tea, but Mi Qilin did not come out. Thinking that she had put on makeup on her face, and it would take time to clean it carefully, so she waited for another cup of tea.

After two cups of tea, Mi Qilin hadn't come out yet. Yin Chuhuan decided to take a look in person. When he walked to the door of the bathroom, he saw two maids from his house standing guard at the door. He couldn't help shouting, "Why are you here?" ?”

"If you go back to Your Highness, it's the princess..."

Before the two maids finished speaking, Yin Chuhuan felt strange. He yelled and didn't hear any movement in the bathroom, not even the sound of water. He pushed the two maids away and kicked open the bathroom door, only to see one in the middle of the bathroom. The big wooden barrel was still steaming, but Michelin was nowhere to be seen.

"Tangtang!" Yin Chuhuan roared, and subconsciously ran towards the wooden barrel, only to find a white cloth towel floating on the water. Yin Chuhuan's heart sank, and he stretched out his long arms to fish in the water, and Mi Qilin was picked up by him. .

He poked his fingers under her nose, and his breath was so faint that Yin Chuhuan felt that his heart had stopped beating.

Not caring that Mi Qilin was still wet all over, Yin Chuhuan picked her up, hugged her from behind and put his hands on her stomach and tightened suddenly, Mi Qilin coughed up a few mouthfuls of water.

"Ahem..." Mi Qilin suddenly coughed up water. Although his eyes were closed tightly, he began to take a big gulp of air. Only then did Yin Chuhuan's heart feel signs of recovery.

Yin Chuhuan grabbed the wedding dress she had just taken off, wrapped her tightly and carried her directly into the wedding room, asked the two maids who had already been frightened to prepare a brazier, and announced the imperial physician.

The two maids were already frightened, because Mi Qilin said that he was not used to having people beside him while taking a bath, so they guarded the door. Who knew that the princess would drown right now.But in any case, he failed to fulfill his responsibility, and the two were thinking about how to beg for mercy.Yin Chuhuan was not in a hurry to pursue responsibility, but instead asked them to prepare a brazier to invite the imperial physician, which made them stunned for a moment, unable to realize what to do.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Do I have to cut off your heads?" Yin Chuhuan yelled again, and then pulled the two maids back from their fear, and hurriedly responded.

"Tangtang, wake up. Don't scare me." Yin Chuhuan saw Mi Qilin's pale face, although he was breathing, but his eyes were tightly closed. He was so scared that his head was covered with beads of sweat.

Mi Qilin just came out of the water, his body temperature was astonishingly cold, he directly wiped her dry with his wedding clothes, pulled the quilt to wrap her tightly and hugged her tightly.

After a while, a few servant girls came in with a brazier.

"Not enough, add a few more stoves and braziers." Yin Chuhuan touched Mi Qilin's forehead, but his body temperature still did not rise.

"Yes."

A few servant girls quickly brought a few more incense burners, and the room suddenly became as warm as a May day. Yin Chuhuan's forehead was sweating non-stop, but the hotter he felt, the greater the contrast in body temperature, which made Mi Qilin look even more The body is cold.

After a while, an old imperial doctor tremblingly climbed into the new house. It is no exaggeration to say that he crawled. He was carried by Xuan Yue from the imperial hospital all the way to the Seventh Prince's mansion. The old heart was still trembling at this time, His hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't walk in a straight line.

"The old minister kowtows..."

"There is no need to be too polite. Come and feel the pulse of the princess." Yin Chuhuan shouted to stop his cumbersome etiquette, and at the same time pulled down the curtain, blocking Mi Qilin inside the curtain, and only took out one of her wrists to expose it.

"Yes." The imperial physician understood the urgency of the situation, and shut his mouth tactfully, without saying a word, he climbed forward to feel Mi Qilin's pulse.

"How is it?" Yin Chuhuan couldn't help asking anxiously seeing the imperial physician's serious face.

"The princess is... poisoned." The imperial doctor thought about it carefully, and finally gave an affirmative answer.

"Poisoned?" Yin Chuhuan was shocked.He thought Mi Qilin was just drowning, how could he be poisoned.

"Can you tell what kind of poison it is?" Yin Chuhuan asked again.

"This... the pulse looks like poisoning. As for what kind of poison it is, the old minister couldn't tell for a while." The imperial doctor stroked the goatee, tilted his head to ponder carefully, and continued, "However, if you guessed right , it should be that the concubine had been poisoned before, and the Hejin wine was the cause of the poison."

"What does it mean to have poison before?"

"Uh...that is to say, the princess should have been poisoned a few hours ago, but it was just a poisoning inducement, and an inducing factor is needed for the real poisoning. Actually,..."

The imperial physician was still talking freely, but Yin Chuhuan already understood what was going on.His mind was blank right now, and he didn't listen to a word of what the imperial doctor said later.

"Enough." Yin Chuhuan waved his hand, telling the imperial physician to shut up. What he wants to hear now is not these, "Is there a solution?"

"This... old minister is not talented. But you can prescribe some detoxification prescriptions for the princess."

"No need. Go down." Yin Chuhuan waved the imperial physician down to receive the reward.

Yin Chuhuan hugged Mi Qilin's gradually cooling body, and a cold light shot out from his eyes. If the imperial physician was right, Mi Qilin had already been poisoned when he was in the general's mansion...

"Come here." Yin Chuhuan squinted his eyes, already thinking about it, "Check out the nuns sent by the palace."

"Yes." Xuanyue Mokong took the order and left.

"Tangtang, it's all my fault. I neglected the defense of the general's mansion. I made you suffer." Yin Chuhuan pressed his face against Mi Qilin's pale face, his handsome eyebrows frowned, and the vertical marks between his eyebrows could not disappear for a long time.

Yin Chuhuan held Mi Qilin with his arms around him and watched in a daze all night. He sent someone to find Liu Conghan again, and asked him to see Mi Qilin's symptoms. Let alone let the imperial physician come to see him, Liu Conghan is someone he can trust.

(End of this chapter)