The Stratagem of the Concubine of the Cold King

Chapter 43
"Quack doctors, all of them are quack doctors. There must be something wrong with this tea. My son just drank the tea of ​​this little bastard, and something happened." After listening to the pharmacist's words, Qin's face was hideous with hatred, and he gritted his teeth, not only glaring at Xi Wan Qing, and even scolded the pharmacist.

The pharmacist was frightened by Qin's ferocious appearance, so he quickly stopped talking, not daring to say another word.

"This is the demeanor of Mrs. Gaoming, nothing more than that."

"Yes, it's not as gentle and elegant as the one in my family."

Qin's words and deeds aroused whispers and discussions from the onlookers. Although the voice was small, it was enough to reach everyone's ears.

Hearing these comments, Xiao Yunhe felt that Qin Shi had lost his face. The dignified Mrs. Hubu Shangshu, Mrs. Yipin Gaoming, was like a shrew swearing at the street. He gave Qin Shi a hard look, and Qin Shi restrained his arrogance wisely. .

Although Xiao Yunhe was in a hurry, he also understood that he couldn't punish all the people who were talking about it. There were many people watching and punishing one person would cause resentment among the people.

"Based on the color and smell of the tea, it can be concluded that there is no problem with the tea. Is it too hasty? I have heard that some poisons are colorless and tasteless." , although he was angry, he still asked the pharmacist without changing his expression.

The pharmacist took out a white porcelain medicine bottle from his bosom and replied: "This is the poison test powder handed down from the villain's ancestors. It can test all kinds of poisons. As long as it is poisonous, it can be tested, no matter whether it is colorless or odorless poison."

"Just check it out." Xiao Yunhe ordered.

"Yes, Lord Xiao." The pharmacist opened the white porcelain medicine bottle, poured the white powder in the bottle into the previous cup of tea, and continued: "If the tea water is poisonous, the medicine powder will be produced within a cup of tea. effect."

After the pharmacist finished speaking, a group of people stared at the cup of tea calmly, each with their own thoughts.

Xi Wanqing stared at the cup of tea, her expression remained the same, the drunken rouge she poured was not only colorless and tasteless, it was neither poison nor love potion, so naturally she was not afraid of the poison powder.

At this time, the sound of horses walking and the sound of axles pressing the ground could be heard not far away.

"His Royal Highness, the street today is really strange. There are so few people. Wuxi wanted to take advantage of the reputation of His Highness King Guangchen to ride this white horse across the street, so as to win the admiration of beauties, pick up some silk, sachets and so on Yes, it seems that this day is not a coincidence, today my master’s calculation is for nothing." Jun Wuxi shook the lady Tuyu fracture fan in his hand, and said to the human being in the carriage next to him, with a somewhat playful tone.

Jun Wuxi sat astride the Yuxue Flying Dragon White Steed with his back straight, and red plums were embroidered on his Shengxue brocade clothes, just like the red plums stepping on the snow, blooming alone, with a soft silver belt tied around his waist. A hollow white jade hangs lightly on the brocade clothes, his ink eyebrows are carved like knives, his phoenix eyes are warm and long and narrow, his face is like a beautiful jade, his facial features are exquisite, his lips are thin and his teeth are white, under the jade crown, there are blue silk splashing ink, white horses, white clothes, his eyes are not burning , on the contrary, it is completely natural, and he really deserves the title of the world's number one son.

"My lord, there is a sick child. Everyone knows that my lord's life will not be long. I am afraid that this woman from Nanheng country will back away from me if she sees me. How can she say that she admires you? Brother Jun is the number one son in the world, so she probably won't." Those few pieces of silk are missing, and a few sachets are missing." Beside Jun Wuxi, a carriage was driving slowly, a few simple and elegant words came from the carriage, and the carriage was surrounded by light gauze. Gone with the wind, the face of the man in the car loomed.

"Zhanfeng, go and see what's going on ahead." Feng Yichen ordered, the voice coming from inside the carriage was still soft.

"Yes, my lord." Zhan Feng took the order and left quickly.

Jun Wuxi rode on the horseback, walked slowly, and looked at the carriageway with disgust on his face: "You sick man, you always speak lightly and superficially, as weak as a delicate beauty, no, Jiao Didi All the beauties are stronger than you."

Feng Yichen didn't pay much attention, lying on the silver snow-like mink fur in the carriage, holding a book in one hand, his complexion was a little pale, but his brows and eyes were picturesque, warm and moist like jade, his black hair was like silk, and his slender fingers were well-articulated. Gently turning the pages of the book, she was dressed in a crescent-white brocade robe, like an exiled immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

"My lord, ahead, there is a conflict between An Guohou's mansion and Hubu Shangshu's mansion. The two sides are in a stalemate. The people who watched the excitement surrounded the inner three floors and the outer three floors, blocking the road." Not long after, Zhan Feng came. Report the news to Feng Yichen.

"En." Feng Yichen responded lightly, without taking his eyes off the book in his hand, and without even blinking his eyelids, the battle between the two great official families of Nanheng Country did not disturb his emotions at all.

"It's exciting, it's not just ordinary excitement." Jun Wuxi on the horse raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he had a smirk on his face.

Jun Wuxi straddled the Jade Snow Flying Dragon, the son was unparalleled, and the BMW was priceless, which was quite impressive. In contrast, Feng Yichen was much more low-key sitting in the carriage. The two walked slowly, and they just arrived at Anguo At the gate of the Hou Mansion, the onlookers automatically separated and stood on both sides, instantly freeing up a small path for the two of them to pass through.

"My God, this is the number one son in the world, Mr. Jun, Mr. Jun is so handsome."

"Look, it's the carriage of His Highness King Chen."

"His Royal Highness Chen, who wrote poems at the age of three, wrote essays at the age of five, and taught the art of war at the age of seven, is truly a genius of the Nanheng Kingdom. It's a pity..."

The people onlookers looked at Jun Wuxi one after another, Feng Yichen looked at Jun Wuxi's jade-like face, which caused everyone to sigh, no matter men, women, old or young, they all praised him, and the girls blushed even more, unconsciously. very excited.

Xi Wanqing followed the eyes of the crowd, and saw a carriage surrounded by veils, the people in the carriage were faintly visible, and on the side of the white horse, there was an extremely narcissistic and coquettish guy sitting astride.

"Old ministers, courtiers, courtiers, grassroots see His Royal Highness King Chen." Xi Bojian and Xiao Yunhe saw the carriage, their faces changed slightly, and they did not dare to slacken for a moment and walked towards the carriage. Da Furen, Qin Shi and others followed closely. Wan Qing also had no choice but to follow up, imitating the others and bowing to the people in the carriage, and the surrounding people also knelt on the ground.

"You don't need to be formal, get up." A simple sentence came from inside the carriage, the tone was still light and shallow, but Xi Wanqing felt that this tone was very comfortable to listen to.

Xi Zhuyan, Xi Zhuqin, and Xi Zhuhua finished their salutes, and when they looked up, they saw Jun Wuxi on the white horse, Mo Shangren Ruyu, the son unparalleled in the world, so dazzling, they couldn't help but blush.

Xi Wanqing looked at the beautiful faces of the three of them in March, and sneered in her heart, no matter how deep Xi Zhuqin's thoughts were, she could not help but be that emotional young girl, she glanced at Jun Wuxi, her expression remained the same, without much change .

Jun Wuxi happened to meet Xi Wanqing's sweeping gaze, and the two eyes intertwined, and they passed by, he couldn't help but quietly stared at Xi Wanqing, feeling that among this group of people, he belonged to this group of people. The little girl was the most interesting, she was not confused by him.

(End of this chapter)