"The time has come for you to take revenge. When you return, distribute these antidotes to the poisoned palace maids, and then tell An Bingshan that his prescription and dosage are fine. Do you understand what I mean?" Yao Mowan said solemnly.
, the eyes are as bright as flowers.
"Your Majesty means that we should continue to make medicine in this way. Because we take the antidote, we will be fine. And An Bingshan often goes in and out of the alchemy room, so your Majesty is wise!" Mingyu praised excitedly.
"Repay him with his own way. God is destined not to let An Bingshan die so happily. I am just following God's will." Yao Mowan smiled sweetly.
Just as Yao Mowan expected, just when An Bingshan was about to secretly execute all the maids in the alchemy room, he discovered that the maids in the alchemy room suddenly looked radiant overnight and even seemed to be much younger.
"Mingyu, what is going on?" An Bingshan called Mingyu and looked suspiciously at the busy maids around him.
"Going back to Mr. An, I don't know. It's been like this since I woke up. I guess the elixir you refined this time has worked. Although I have shown signs of depression before, that may be just a transition!
Now when the slaves look in the mirror, they feel like they are seven or eight years younger!" Mingyu's eyes lit up and she reported excitedly.
"Transition? Is it possible that the prescription is real?" An Bingshan thought to himself, not seeing the coldness hidden in Mingyu's eyes.
"If my father-in-law is fine, I will still be in a hurry to refine the medicine. By the way, do I need to change the dosage of this batch of medicine?" Mingyu asked seemingly unintentionally.
"For the time being. Don't change it for the time being." Although An Bingshan had doubts in his heart, he couldn't bear the facts he saw in front of him. When Mingyu heard the order and leaned forward to retreat, the corner of his lips raised a faint smile.
radian.
In the next two days, An Bingshan changed his usual habit and often made the medicine by himself. Sometimes he would taste it twice with his mouth. Until one day, An Bingshan confirmed that the pills he made were the same as the previous batch.
Finally, he put one of them into his mouth. At that moment, Mingyu jumped for joy and tears overflowed from his eyes.
In Guanju Palace, Yao Mowan looked at the gorgeous phoenix clothes placed on the table with mixed feelings in her heart.
"According to the emperor's oral instructions, the imperial edict for the title of queen has been issued for many days. The Ministry of Rites yesterday set the date of the ceremony for the title of queen to be the seventh day of the next month. These are the phoenix clothes sent by the Secretary's House. The empress can try them on first. If there is any dissatisfaction,
, and send it back to the department's production house so that they can change it according to the wishes of the empress. Cough cough. Cough cough cough." An Bingshan reported respectfully, and after one sentence, he was already slightly panting.
"What a beautiful dress!" Yao Mowan happily walked to the table and held the phoenix dress in both hands. When her fingers touched the material, it seemed as if thousands of needles were piercing her palms. What a familiar double-sided Su embroidery stitch.
, in the entire palace, only the queen is qualified to use fabrics embroidered with this method.
What a symbol of nobility! What a painful memory! Empress of Da Chu, this title she hated from the bottom of her heart has now fallen on her. Is it God’s will? Oh, at that time she thought it was God’s will that she and Ye Junqing missed each other.
It was God's will for Ye Hongyi to get married together, but what did God's will give her? This time, she had to go against God's will! She had to pave every brick and tile of her road with her own hands, and no one could stand in her way.
There is a fork in the road!
"The embroidery pattern on this phoenix dress was personally selected by the emperor for the empress. Ahem." An Bingshan couldn't help coughing twice.
"Are you okay? Tingyue, please give Eunuch An a pat on the back. Mother used to do this when Wan'er coughed. It was very effective." Yao Mowan looked at An Bingshan with worried eyes and gave hurried orders.
"It's okay, my dear. Your Majesty is interested, so let Tingyue serve your Majesty in fitting on your clothes. I'll take my leave." An Bingshan turned around respectfully and walked out of Guanju Palace with some disorderly steps.
The moment An Bingshan left, Ye Junqing walked in from the palace gate.
"I thought the ceremony for conferring the queen would be omitted." Looking at the phoenix clothes on the table, Ye Junqing's chest seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton wool. The indescribable feeling of depression made Ye Junqing feel very uncomfortable.
It's irritability.
"Mo Wan also hopes to save money, but what should I do? The emperor is reluctant to wrong Mo Wan." Yao Mowan laughed at herself and threw away the phoenix suit in her hand and ordered Ting Yue to carry it into the inner room.
"Since the Emperor loves you so much, you don't have to find any way out!" Ye Jun said sourly, casually pulling Xuzi off the chaise longue, and sitting on it, he said coldly.
"The emperor's favor on Mo Wan is the emperor's business. What does it have to do with Mo Wan? The prince should have known that Mo Wan does not care about the emperor's favor!" Yao Mowan leaned over and picked up Xuzi, who could be hit by arrows even when lying down, and patted her comfortingly.
Patted Xuzi's head.
"Then what do you care about?" Ye Junqing looked at Yao Mowan with a serious face.
"I miss you so much!" Yao Mowan responded solemnly, earning a meaningful eye roll from Ye Junqing.
"Ahem. I just saw An Bingshan as if I was drunk. It seems your plan was successful?" Ye Junqingqiang suppressed the throbbing in his heart and asked, changing the subject.
"Mo Wan just said that he was interested in the prince. Why didn't the prince show any sign of it? You know, there aren't many people in the world who can make Mo Wan look after you!" Yao Mowan knew that Ye Junqing wanted to change the subject, so she deliberately changed the subject.
return.
"This king is talking about business!" Ye Junqing saw Yao Mowan approaching and deliberately stepped back twice.
"What Mo Wan said is serious!" Yao Mowan blinked her smart and clear water eyes and slowly walked to Ye Junqing.
"Yao Mowan!" Feeling Yao Mowan's body sitting next to him, Ye Junqing felt the fire in his heart suddenly ignite, and he shouted sharply to cover up the anxiety in his heart.
"I'm here! What's the matter?" The more embarrassed Ye Junqing became, the happier Yao Mowan became. Yao Mowan suddenly felt that teasing Xuzi would not be as pleasant as teasing Ye Junqing.
"It's okay, I'm leaving!" When he smelled Yao Mowan's unique and elegant fragrance, Ye Jun jumped up on his elegant concubine chair.
"The day Juechen refined the elixir was the day An Bingshan died." Yao Mowan stretched out her hand to stroke the cotton wool and spoke casually. Speechless, Ye Junqing stood at the palace gate for a long time, and finally turned around and came back.
"Thank you this time." In Ye Junqing's view, Yao Mowan was completely doing himself a favor by dealing with An Bingshan.
"What? Mo Wan didn't hear clearly, please ask the prince to say it again." Yao Mowan pretended to frown and looked at Ye Junqing.
"Give me back the Flame Soul Sword!" Ye Junqing shouted in embarrassment.
"Oh, you're welcome." Yao Mowan nodded in a serious manner. Ye Junqing immediately put his hand on his forehead and the corners of his lips twitched.
It's a good night, the autumn breeze is cool, the leaves are rustling, and the moonlight passes through it, casting a mottled image.
In the room of the Departure Courtyard, two naked bodies were entangled to death. Neither one was willing to lose first, and they were desperately trying to vent their anger. The bed creaked, as if it was about to collapse in the next second, and the embroidered curtain was
The waves were swaying like waves on the sea, one wave higher than the other. The messy Chinese robes and robes all over the floor captured the spring scenery of the whole room.
"Uh, Taoist priest is so good at cultivation!" Yao Suluan grabbed Juechen's back with both hands, leaving long red marks.
"I'm ashamed of myself. Your Majesty's cultivation must be above that of a poor man. Ugh!" Juechen indulged in the reward given to him by Yao Mowan. Only when his body had no strength anymore did he climb down from Yao Suluan's body with satisfaction and face up to the sky.
, gasping for breath. Because she is Ye Hongyi's woman, Juechen is particularly exciting to use. Since he has no ability to kill Ye Hongyi, he makes his hat wear higher and higher!