Everyone in the entire hall had their own evil intentions, but one thing was certain, they knew that Yuchi Pingting was not someone to be trifled with, so they did not dare to judge her any more.
At this time, under the guidance of the shopkeeper, young women came up one after another carrying trays. Each person's tray contained six bowls. This dish was specially prepared by Nangong Quanhe for Yuchi Pingting and Nangong Feiran.
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The shopkeeper personally served white jade lotus seed porridge to the people in the chair.
Nangong Quanhe clearly saw that when the shopkeeper passed by him, the guards around him winked at him, and the shopkeeper nodded slightly to show understanding.
The eleventh prince was so proud that he couldn't help but look at Yuchi Pingting, who still had a cold but stern face, "Humph, woman, just pretend, I'll see how long you can last. After tonight,
People in the entire imperial city will have a new view of you.
The shopkeeper carefully brought the porridge to Yuchi Pingting. He was so panicked that he didn't dare to look at Yuchi Pingting. Then he served it to each of the main guests in turn, and then withdrew with a sigh.
"Mom, what is royal meal?" Mo Mo asked.
"It's the food the emperor eats."
"Oh, that annoying uncle eats royal food, right?"
"Well, come on, open your mouth." Yuchi Pingting said as she scooped up a spoonful of porridge, tested the temperature on her lips, and then carefully fed it to Mo Mo.
Liu Qingfeng looked at this scene and felt that he was getting more and more crazy. Oh my God, such a lovely son and such a stunning woman, but she belongs to Nangong Feiran. It's unfair! It's unfair!
Liu Qingfeng cursed in his heart, and turned to look at Nangong Feiran: His face was expressionless, and he still had a draggy look, but his eyes told Liu Qingfeng: This is my woman and son, I envy you to death.
"Mom, I'll eat it myself, and you should eat it while it's hot." Mo Mo stopped letting Yuchi Pingting feed him.
Nangong Quanhe, who was sitting on the chair, watched Yuchi Pingting drink the soup and porridge without any defense, and became more and more excited: Haha, who would have thought that there are two bowls of white jade lotus seed porridge specially for
What have you prepared?
Changsun Wuque observed the change in the expression on the face of the eleventh prince, but he was not sure what her arrangement was, so he kept making guesses, hoping that he would not go too far. If Yuchi Pingting was angered now, she would
I'm afraid there is no regard for any consequences.
But the most depressing thing is Nangong Zixuan. The emperor said he wanted to help her, but why hasn't he taken any action yet? Yuchi Pingting has embarrassed herself here today. She can't swallow this tone no matter what.
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The eleventh prince kept secretly looking at Yuchi Pingting with his peripheral vision. It was strange that there was no movement at all. I clearly saw her drink the whole bowl of porridge, but there was no reaction for so long.
At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the hall.
Several people said they felt itchy and ran out one after another.
What is going on? At this moment, Nangong Zixuan, who is next to Nangong Quanhe, couldn't help but said to Nangong Quanhe: "Brother, my body is so itchy. I don't know what's going on."
I started scratching, but it was like my whole body was covered with little bugs, and I couldn't scratch it with both hands.
This was strange to Nangong Feiran. He suddenly felt itchy on his body and couldn't help but reach out to scratch it. Only then did he realize that the people who ran out just now and the people who were constantly scratching in the hall seemed to have just succeeded.
Among the official ladies who were quarreling for a moment, there were also a few men who had scolded Yuchi Pingting before along with the crowd, and they also had painful expressions on their faces.
When he looked at Yuchi Pingting's side, he found that their table was all in good order, and no one behaved strangely. Looking at Yuchi Pingting and Nangong Feiran, they were particularly normal.
Understood. Only then did the eleventh prince realize that he wanted to plot to harm Yuchi Pingting, but was harmed by Yuchi Pingting instead. He was ashamed and annoyed at the moment. But when he saw Changsun Wuque, he couldn't help but tremble, as if he was enduring it.
What, it seems that Changsun Wuque was also plotted by her.
The eleventh prince suddenly jumped up, ran to Yuchi Pingting in a few steps, and said sternly: "It's all you who are doing this, please hand over the antidote."
"What antidote?" Yuchi Pingting looked at the eleventh prince in confusion.
"Hmph, stop pretending. Everyone who has insulted you just now has been plotted by you. The people who are itching all the time are the same people who spoke rudely to you just now."
After the Eleventh Prince said this, everyone looked around and realized that what the Eleventh Prince said was true. After all, there were too many people pointing at Yuchi Pingting with the crowd just now, so this time most of the people in the hall were
They were all tickling regardless of their embarrassment.
"Oh, that's it. Maybe God thinks those people are too mean-mouthed, so he should punish them." Yuchi Pingting said very innocently.
Nangong Feiran and Liu Qingfeng were both thinking that what the Eleventh Prince said was absolutely true. This matter must have something to do with Yuchi Pingting. Those people just said that about her. It would be strange if she didn't take revenge, but this woman is so awesome.
He was so bold that he offended all the princes and ladies in the capital.
"Eleventh Prince, you have to be conscientious as a man. There are lessons from heaven and earth. I have been sitting here since I came in. I wanted to harm them, but did you see me moving or leaving here? You mean my people
Sitting here and poisoning you one by one, the Eleventh Prince, you think too highly of me." Yuchi Pingting said forcefully.
"You..." The eleventh prince was speechless for a moment. What Yuchi Pingting said was reasonable. She really didn't have any evidence, but the itching on her body was unstoppable. There was no time to mess with her. He then pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at Yuchi angrily.
Pingting roared almost madly. "Yuchi Pingting, let me say it for the last time, where is the antidote? Bring me the antidote!"
After hearing the 11th Prince's angry rebuke, the surrounding area suddenly seemed to explode. People who were not itching all had a wait-and-see attitude, thinking that this Yuchi Pingting was too arrogant and even forced the 11th Prince.
They forced each other with swords. But everyone really couldn't figure out how Yuchi Pingting poisoned them one by one, so they just looked at how the banquet would end in confusion.
But those people with itching didn't think so. Although they didn't say it with their mouths, they were still cursing Yuchi Pingting in their hearts. They really hoped that the Eleventh Prince would kill him with a sword. The most noisy among these people was Nangong.
Princess Zixuan, Quanhe's biological sister. But now she only cares about scratching the itch on her body and doesn't care to devote herself to scolding Yuchi Pingting.
Changsun Wuque was also very confused. He didn't say anything, but why was itching all over his body, but it seemed to be slightly better and not as intense as Princess Zixuan's.
"What? Does the Eleventh Prince want to use force to force me?" There was no trace of fear in Yuchi Pingting's eyes. She remained calm.
"Yuchi Pingting, you are offering a toast instead of eating the wine as a penalty." The eleventh prince said these words through gritted teeth and then struck Yuchi Pingting with his sword.
The eleventh prince seemed to have exhausted all his strength, but the sword was stopped halfway by a strong force.
Suddenly, someone in the hall couldn't help but exclaimed.
In front of Yuchi Pingting, blood was dripping down drop by drop. For an instant, the hall became eerily quiet, but Mo Mo exclaimed first: "Daddy, your hands..."
It turned out that when the Eleventh Prince struck down with his sword, before Yuchi Pingting could make any move, Nangong Feiran stretched out his left hand and grabbed the blade of the sword fiercely. The blood was dripping down like beads with broken strings, but Nangong Feiran
There was no trace of panic on Fei Ran's face, he still looked calm and collected, as if he was not the one who was injured.
"Nangong Feiran, do you want to die?" the eleventh prince said, using both hands to pull out the sword, but the sword seemed to be in Nangong Feiran's hand and did not move at all.
Nangong Feiran slowly raised his head and looked at the eleventh prince with burning eyes. The eleventh prince suddenly felt a sense of oppression.
"You... you... dare to be disrespectful to this prince." The eleventh prince's voice actually trembled.
"Disrespect?" Nangong Feiran snorted coldly, and then the hand that grabbed the sword suddenly exerted force. He folded his backhand, clamped the sword with two fingers, and shook it gently. The sword suddenly broke into three pieces, and two of them immediately rubbed
It flew past the Eleventh Prince on both sides and stuck on the pillar behind him with two clanging sounds.
The eleventh prince clearly felt a few hairs coming out from under his temples. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He seemed to have forgotten the itching on his body. He just trembled all over, frightened and scared.
Seeing this, the eldest grandson Wuque didn't care about the itching on his body. He hurriedly took a few steps over, cupped his fists and said, "My lord, don't be impatient. Your Highness is also impulsive."
"Humph? The eleventh prince? You have to speak through your brain. There are so many people here? Who said that the one who poisoned must be Zhuojing?" Nangong Feiran was not polite at all, staring at Changsun Wuque with a look that could kill someone.
After all, Liu Qingfeng was a figure. Seeing that this matter was already over, and if the quarrel continued, it might really become a big deal, so he quickly stood up to smooth things over and said to the eleventh prince: "I know that His Highness is also eager to find an antidote, maybe with Yuchi."
There is a misunderstanding between the princesses and they clashed with the crown prince. We all have to calm down and find a solution, right?" Liu Qingfeng said this as if he didn't say it, but he deliberately called Yuchi Pingting the princess instead of the crown prince's concubine.
Nangong Feiran felt very unhappy.
"Shopkeeper, where is the shopkeeper? Come out quickly!" Liu Qingfeng shouted.
Mo Mo also took Yuchi Pingting's handkerchief from Yuchi Pingting's arms when no one was paying attention, carefully wrapped it around Nangong Feiran's hand, and then wrapped it into a beautiful bow. This made Yuchi Pingting sitting aside see it.
She wanted to laugh, but actually she was feeling happy now. She had originally planned to come to the show, but the idiot director, the Eleventh Prince, insisted on forcing her to play the leading role. Yuchi Pingting got angry and changed places with him without permission. Now
Let her be the director of the play. Nangong Quanhe, please continue to act well for me, haha.
But when it came to the sword that Nangong Feiran blocked for her, she never thought that there was something wrong with this man's mind. He had special skills, and it would be over if he just picked up an object to block it. He had to be stupid to grab it with his hands.
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Yuchi Pingting only thought of the momentary pleasure, such as beating the eleventh prince to a pulp, but she did not expect that Nangong Feiran had more profound thoughts. After all, Nangong Quanhe was the prince. If she used any object to resist, he would push her down.
It is not fun to assassinate the prince's name, but to grab it directly with your hands, firstly, the formation can intimidate the eleventh prince, and secondly, it leaves him speechless.