"Yuzhuang?"

The dancer turned around softly, and the moment the gauze fell from her face, Leng Yuhan dropped the red bean paste cake in her mouth in surprise. Has Mo Yuzhuang also been reincarnated in this inexplicable place?

After a dance, the dancers all bowed their heads in the hall, waiting for the emperor's reward.

The number of candles in the hall suddenly increased, and Leng Yuhan gradually saw clearly the familiar face in the candlelight. It was Yuzhuang, it was really her Yuzhuang.

"Imperial sister, how was your performance? Is it a reward? Or a punishment?" [

As soon as Shi Hanran said these words, all the dancers kneeling in the hall were trembling.

Everyone knows the rules of being brought to the palace to perform a dance. Rewards are given to officials in the court, and punishments are given to soldiers in the military camp as a reward for their efforts in guarding the frontier.

One thought of heaven, one thought of hell!

"Good! Very good! Reward!"

Trying to suppress the surprise in his heart, Leng Yuhan pretended to be calm and said.

"Prince Huangzhao has a decree to reward you."

As soon as the maid in charge of delivering the message spoke, the dancer's face was obviously relieved. Being a maiko was already very hard, but if they were sent to be military prostitutes again, then these people would not know how to survive.

"Since it's a reward, you can choose whatever you want from that couplet."

Shi Hanran said lightly, then glanced into the distance, no longer looking at the people in the hall.

"Thank you, my emperor, for the reward. Long live, long live, long live!"

The ministers who had been cautious throughout the banquet finally relaxed their tense thoughts after hearing the Queen's permission. The palace immediately became a place for women to have fun.

The women who were court officials were chasing after the dancing prostitutes in the palace, fighting for each other non-stop. Looking around, the whole palace was full of scenes of women having sex with men.

"Sister Huang, I

With his eyes fixed on the familiar figure running away in the hall, Leng Yuhan wanted to stop that figure.

"Is there something you want to say to the couplet, my dear sister?"

As if he had not seen the scene in the palace at all, Shihan lazily withdrew his gaze and fell on Leng Yuhan.

"The imperial sister wants to beg a maiko."

"Oh? Could it be that there are so many royal wives in the house that the emperor's sister can't be satisfied? Ran Xi, are you trying to punish me for not serving you well?"

The words were light and boneless. They sounded harmless, but in fact, they were like a thunderbolt strike, which made people unable to bear it.[

"My emperor is a wise man, and I have found out my guilt in the evening. When I return home, I will serve the prince well and live up to my emperor's trust."

After hearing this, Nan Ranxi quickly bowed her head on the spot and answered carefully.

"Sister Huang, it's none of Ran Xi's business. It's up to you if you don't want to."

Leng Yuhan was startled and broke into a cold sweat. Shi Hanran's temper was true to his words. Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, and your words are meaningless!

"Haha, are you so good? Come here, my dear sister, let's have a drink with Lian. This is rice wine specially selected by Lian from the surrounding small countries. It has a rich aroma and is nicknamed Mi Chun."

"Mitol?"

The main course is coming?

Although I have never heard of it, ancient wine was mostly based on food and then fermented. It should not be stronger than white wine.

Picking up the wine glass and drinking it down in one gulp, Leng Yuhan squinted his eyes, whether he would live or die would depend on whether he made the right bet this time.

"Imperial sister has a good capacity for drinking! But Lian is drunk. Imperial sister can do it for herself. Any maiko she likes can take it away. Lian will go back to the palace first."

Watching Leng Yuhan finish the wine with satisfaction, Shi Hanran raised his arms and left with the help of the palace attendant.

"Your Majesty is so brave. He swallowed the entire glass of poisonous wine without even blinking."

Unable to tell whether it was ironic or sad, Nan Ranxi suddenly felt that the woman in front of her was very bold and courageous.

"Ranxi, save a person for me. Bring the fleeing maiko back to your home."

At the last moment when consciousness disappeared, what Leng Yuhan saw in his eyes was the panicked fear of the maiko.

It was the dry mouth feeling from the last time he was poisoned, and Leng Yuhan woke up from thirst again.

After looking around the room for a week, okay, luckily, it was her Prince Huangzhao's Mansion.

It seemed that she made the right bet this time. Although Shihan wanted her life, he didn't want to kill her in front of the officials, so he allowed her to return to the palace.

There was something heavy on his arms. Leng Yuhan turned his head and took a look. It turned out to be a beautiful man in colorful clothes.

He moved his fingers to pull his hand back to pour a glass of water, but instead he woke up the sleeping handsome man.

"Your Majesty?"

The handsome man suddenly woke up. At first glance, Leng Yuhan opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment. Then, he threw himself on Leng Yuhan, trembling. Although he didn't make a sound, Leng Yuhan felt the pain on his body.

People are crying.[

She cried very hard, very hard.

After a long time, the person on the body stopped crying. His red eyes and hoarse voice no longer had that light feeling, but were replaced by a feeling of grievance, fear, regret, and venting.

"Ranxi is very afraid that she won't be able to save the prince.

Silent tears streaked down Nan Ranxi's pale and haggard face.

"Isn't this king okay?"

This time it was her turn to speak calmly.

"The prince has been lying in bed for seven days and still said he was fine. Don't be so stupid in the future. If you hadn't eaten so much beforehand,

Stopping mid-sentence, Nan Ranxi turned her tears into laughter. Her little cleverness was still of some use to Guan Jian.

"Who said that this king looks like a pig?"

Leng Yuhan was the best at opening small accounts, but she didn't do it because she didn't have time.

Maybe this is a woman's sixth sense. She intuitively thought that Shihanran would feed her a slightly stronger chronic poison, so she ate a lot of things that made her stomach uncomfortable. In the end, before the poison took effect, her stomach was already full.

I couldn't bear it anymore so I vomited it all out.

It has almost the same principle as gastric lavage in the modern world.

"He also said that if he had known earlier, he would have let the prince eat more."

The pale smile made Leng Yuhan's heart feel warm and a little touched. This clear and elegant man must have been tortured thoroughly in the past few days.

However, why would he care about her? It seems that she has not met him a few times.

"Would you like some water?"

Following Leng Yuhan's line of sight, there were teapots and water cups. Nan Ranxi quickly poured the water and handed it to Leng Yuhan's lips.

"Thank you. Call Lian Mo to come in and serve you. You should also go back and have a good rest."

Her throat became much smoother after being moistened by the water. Leng Yuhan took Nan Ranxi's hand and held it in her palm, patting it gently.

"Isn't it bad to have an affair with Xi here?"

Nan Ranxi's face turned even paler. She really couldn't see him in her eyes?

"It's not bad. I just want you to go back and change yourself."

Pointing to the hem of Nan Ranxi's skirt, there was a lot of dust there.

"Well. Then Ranxi will go back first."

Looking at Leng Yuhan with reluctance, Nan Ranxi walked out of the house worriedly.

"Um."

Nodding in response, Leng Yuhan lay down again.

The door was closed and then pushed open. Lian Mo came in with a waiter to wash and change Leng Yuhan's clothes. After changing, a waiter took a long mirror and took a picture of the whole body, front, back, left, and right, and checked that there was nothing wrong with the clothes.

, preparing to evacuate.

"Wait a moment."

After waving his hand, Leng Yuhan stood in front of the long mirror again and looked left and right. He was surprised to find that he seemed to have grown taller?

The clothes on her body make her look slender, unlike her previous short appearance. Looking at her body now, she looks like a twelve or thirteen year old girl?

what is going on?

Could it be that he struck the wrong target, fighting fire with fire?

Shi Hanran tried to poison her but failed, and actually detoxified the poison from Huitongcao in her body? A blessing in disguise?

"Why don't you, Your Majesty, rest on the collapse?"

As soon as Luoyang walked in the door with the medicine in hand, he saw Leng Yuhan had already finished dressing and was about to go out.

"Didn't you lie down for how many days?"

The thick black decoction exuded wisps of medicinal fragrance. Leng Yuhan glanced at it from the corner of his eye, picked up the bowl, and drank it in one gulp.

If you want to survive, you have to take medicine. This is the truth that Leng Yuhan has always insisted on.

"Your Majesty, the medicine has flowed to my mouth."
Chapter completed!