Poisonous girl to marry

Chapter 251
The news of Lan Fei's pregnancy really shocked everyone present.Even Huo Shijiu couldn't tell the truth from the fake for a while.If it is true, why hasn't he heard the news these days?After thinking about it, the little emperor must have followed his suggestion and used the large number of people at the night banquet to refute the rumors. As for letting Qi Jin enter the palace, I'm afraid it was just to bring up this topic.

Huo Shijiu thought about this, and looked at the little emperor with admiration.

Stared at by his clear eyes, the little emperor felt more and more uncomfortable.

The congratulations from the ministers and family members were like the tide hitting the shore, and echoes echoed in the turbulent hall, especially the Qingliu. It was like a bolt from the blue when I heard the news that the little emperor might be inhumane, but now everyone is full of energy. He became more motivated.

Standing beside Huo Jiujiu, Jiang Wu could clearly see the little emperor's expression.Don't blame her for thinking too badly of him, maybe she had a grudge before, but now she doesn't like how the little emperor behaves, even if he is the emperor, he is rich in the world, and he treats others well, how can he treat him sincerely? Huo Shijiu, who is concerned about him, is so aggressive?Not only did he open his mouth to rob his son in public, but he also lied about it.

Huo Jiujiu is loyal to him and will never think wrongly, but what about the little emperor?

The more Jiang Wu thought about it, the more angry she became, but she couldn't show the slightest bit on her face, she just moved her eyes to other places, not looking at the unchanging innocence on the little emperor's face.

The Duke of England had a half-smile, sitting on his seat and squinting at the young emperor's triumphant look.His eyeliner was all over the palace. He knew that Concubine Lan was promoted to concubine today, but how could he not know when she was pregnant?

It turned out that this little bastard was waiting here, and only then did the news spread that his heir was hopeless, so he made a suspected royal blood, and then got a real dragon seed.

According to him, the chance of the green hat on Huo Shijiu's head being real is much higher than that of Concubine Lan who is pregnant.

Then look at the excited Confucianism in the hall. Before he could release the news that the little emperor took Wushi powder, they made an inch of progress.

He really was negligent.If he had known about it earlier, he would have directly added the reason for the little emperor's inhumaneness to the rumors. Maybe he could directly take down Huo Shijiu, who was an eyesore, and save some trouble.

Really ignore it for a day, even shit dares to put on a banquet.

The British Duke turned his head to the side and ordered a few words to the attendants.The attendant took the order and ran out quickly, and came back with a delicate white porcelain flagon in a short time.

The British Duke stood up and held the jug, and walked slowly towards the little emperor. The sapphire ring on his index finger seemed to shine a dazzling luster on the white porcelain wine jug.The shaki little emperor narrowed his eyes.

Huo Shijiu turned slightly protectively to block the little emperor behind him, and said with a smile, "Master, this is it?"

The Duke of England laughed and said: "Today is New Year's Eve. It was originally a festive festival, and the emperor's new favorite is pregnant. It is truly a double blessing."

At this time, a clever little waiter brought up the white porcelain wine cup on a tray with red lacquer painted with dragon, phoenix and gold silk patterns.

The Duke of England poured two glasses of wine casually, and gave one of them to the little emperor, "Your Majesty, this old minister congratulates you on the health of the dragon and the stability of the country. This old minister respects you. I will do this first to respect you." He raised his head as he spoke. Drank it down.

The little emperor took the wine cup, but his fingers trembled slightly.

It's cold wine!
Although he hadn't touched Wushi Powder for a few days, the effect of the drug was still there, if he drank cold wine, he might die.This wine is absolutely inedible.

But the British Duke rarely toasts, and the situation is so tense now, can he not give the British Duke this face?

After hesitating, the little emperor said with a smile: "My stomach has not been feeling well for the past two days, and the imperial doctor said that I should stop eating cold wine."

"Is the emperor unwilling to reward his ministers for his face?" Although the British Duke was laughing, his voice had cooled down.

Huo Shijiu smiled and said: "Your Majesty was joking, the Emperor didn't mean that. It's just that the body of the dragon is important. The imperial doctor said that cold wine is not allowed, and the Emperor can't eat it. How about I replace it?" As he said, he was going to pick up the little emperor. Wine cup in hand.

The Duke of England snorted coldly, his high-pitched voice became even sharper: "What are you, and you deserve to eat the wine toasted by the old man instead of the emperor? It's just that the emperor favors you, so you dare to pretend to be with the old man! Besides The emperor is ninety-five years old, he eats wine, can someone replace him?"

The British Duke used to be close to Huo Shijiu, even when Huo Shijiu and Jiao Zhongyi brought three thousand troops back to the capital, the British Duke planned to leave the palace, he and Huo Shijiu were always polite, Never ripped face off.

But today, in public, he didn't even care about exposing his sharp voice after castration, which is really shocking.

As soon as Huo Shijiu touched the wine cup in the little emperor's hand, he knew it.

Once the news about the emperor taking Wushi powder spreads, it will not only damage Longwei's state, but also make him irreparable.The British public is afraid that they want to take this opportunity to get rid of him and quickly, so they will make a big fuss here and now.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and the courtiers and family members didn't know why.The little emperor usually has a foolish temper and is afraid of getting into trouble, so he shouldn't have the face of not giving the Duke a drink, right?The current situation in the Great Yan Dynasty cannot tolerate the little emperor's temper.

Some people with a clear stream attributed the problem to the wine.

Could it be that the little emperor was worried that the British prince would be poisoned in the wine?This is too careful.With such a large public, if the British public adopts the method of poisoning, wouldn't it be impossible to pick them clean?
But then I thought about it, if the emperor had an accident, the British Duke was the No. 1 manipulator of the government, what would he care about?
As a result, Qingliu also became nervous.

"Why is the Duke so angry? It hurts your body." Huo Shijiu smiled, his eyes were deep and no emotion could be seen, "The sincerity of the Duke really moved the emperor. It's just a cup of tea. It's just wine, the emperor's stomach is not good and he can't drink cold wine, it's not that there is no hot wine here."

As he spoke, he turned around and winked at Jing Tong.

Jing Tong understood immediately, and brought over the warm wine on the emperor's table on a red lacquer carved tray.

Huo Shijiu personally filled a cup for the little emperor.

The little emperor laughed and said: "Master Ying misunderstood, you have always been loyal, and I will not spare you for anyone's face. As for Brother Ying, he also has good intentions. I call him Big Brother, and the older brother stands in the way of the younger brother." Alcohol is not too much."

The little emperor's tone was relaxed, but he was pointing at the British Duke every sentence.After drinking the warm wine, he turned the cup over to indicate that he had finished his toast.

The British official dropped the wine cup in his hand in displeasure.

"Since that's the case, the old man thanked the emperor for his kindness."

"The British government is too polite. We are all a family. Why are you so reserved?"

"It's just that the old man saw that the emperor refused to eat cold wine, and remembered some rumors he had heard in the market before, and suddenly remembered something." Speaking of this, the British prince moved closer to the emperor and "lowered" his voice, "I heard that If you take Hanshisan, you cannot drink cold wine."

The British Duke's voice was originally full of confidence and sounded like a bell.Now it is sharp and hoarse, more penetrating.In addition, he did it on purpose, so why can't the people around hear it clearly?
The nearby civil servants gasped when they heard the words.He turned his head and exchanged glances with his colleagues beside him.Could it be that the emperor really took Wushi powder and caused his health damage, so now he dare not drink cold wine?

The true and false news made people unable to digest for a while, but the discussion rippled like ripples.

The little emperor's face turned livid in an instant, and the smile on his face could hardly hold back.

"The British Duke was joking. I really have a stomach upset and I'm not suitable for cold wine. Though I'm not talented, I'm still a Ninth Five-Year Master, so there's no need to prove anything to the British Duke, right?"

The little emperor's tone was innocent, and there was no trace of displeasure in his expression, but his words expressed his dissatisfaction with the British Duke's blatant dominance.

Even if the little emperor is a coward, he can still hand over the real power to the British Duke because of his fun.But when necessary, he still needs dignity.

The wine was eaten, and the rumors had already spread, the British public accepted it as soon as he saw it, and hurriedly saluted: "The old minister was confused for a while, please forgive me, the emperor."

"You don't need to be like this, the British prince, quickly flatten your body." Supporting him with both hands, the little emperor returned to his usual appearance.

Standing up, the British prince also smiled very cordially.

Singing and dancing promote peace, silk and bamboo are exuberant, and the hall is once again a peaceful scene.It's just that a doubt is planted in everyone's heart now.

Is there any basis for the British government's speculation?It's so good, why mention Hanshi San?
Is the little emperor in good health now?Did you really use Wushi San?If it doesn't work, is it really because of stomach discomfort?

As the dinner was about to come to an end, a servant from outside the palace ran in, bowed and said: "Go back to the emperor, the fireworks are ready."

"Really?! Let me go out and have a look at that piece." The little emperor rubbed his hands with a look of eagerness: "I will order one for you later."

A crowd of people bustled outside the hall, and the silver-clad imperial city looked extraordinarily sacred under the bright daylight.

In the end, the little emperor was unable to light the fireworks himself, but he still felt dazed for a moment as he watched the fiery trees and silver flowers bloom in the air, and all kinds of lights illuminated his cheeks.

It seems that he is still just a child now, following beside his father, watching the sky full of fireworks on New Year's Eve, eating his favorite sweets, as if there is nothing in the world to embarrass him.Those days of relaxation and comfort are gone forever.Years of forbearance seemed to eat away his patience and self-esteem step by step.

Just when the little emperor looked sad, his hand was suddenly shaken.

The hand holding him was a little cold, but it made him feel at ease.

Looking at Huo Shijiu who looked like a normal person beside him, the little emperor suddenly burst into tears.Is what he did right or wrong?

"emperor."

The Duke of England interrupted the emperor's contemplation in a timely manner, and said: "I was not feeling well a while ago, and I invited a famous doctor to live in the mansion. Now that I heard that Empress Lan is pregnant, I specially ordered someone to bring her. , anyway, it is also the old minister's heart, please don't refuse your majesty."

(End of this chapter)