Fengyun leaned on the chair and listened to the hidden words of the concubines. His smile was still elegant and romantic, as if he didn't understand them at all.
Not to mention Emperor Mu next to her.
This man is a self-centered master. He pays no attention to the fights in the harem of these women, keeps a cool face, and simply closes his eyes to rest.
Feng Yun was angry and funny when he saw this.
"Sister, Fengyun, come and try it. This is the new Putuo tea offered this year. It was just sent from my sister's house. The taste is still fresh."[
While Feng Yun was secretly laughing, the peacock-feathered concubine said with a smile.
Then a group of slaves came up, each holding a cup of tea.
Before the tea was put down, the fragrance had already hit my nostrils and lingered in the entire hall.
"What a fragrant tea." The queen praised it.
Someone immediately picked it up and started testing the poison while hiding from everyone's eyes.
At the same time, the queen's servant who was standing behind Fengyun also stepped forward, shielding Fengyun and Emperor Mu from testing the poison.
With such a cautious look, it is obvious that the queen is also a cautious person.
"Empress." After some verification, the tea is not poisonous.
The queen nodded and signaled to Fengyun that the tea was available.
"Madam." Only Mu Huang closed his eyes to calm down and paid no attention to her.
Seeing this, Feng Yun smiled and said to the servant serving Emperor Mu: "Don't look at my wife's cold face, but she is actually shy."
As he spoke, he reached out and shook Mu Huang's hand seemingly to comfort him.
In fact, he gave Emperor Mu a hard squeeze.
Mu Huang opened his eyes, glanced at Feng Yun, who was smiling but not smiling, then gritted his teeth and coldly accepted the cup of tea.
Madam, fuck madam.
After dropping the tea, Mu Huang glanced coldly.
The soup is green in color with a bit of whiteness.
Seeing this, Emperor Mu frowned and shook the bowl. The color of the water swayed, but the color was not obvious, along with the rich aroma.
"Ghost Mandala." Mu Huang narrowed his eyes.[
He didn't know how many times he had experienced these tricks before he was ten years old.
There is no medicine that is not superior to these things.
"Ghost Datura." However, this kind of poison can be regarded as a famous poison in his place, and ordinary poison tests cannot detect it at all.