Chapter 13 Poisoning and Harmful People

The shadow quietly walked into the theater, faintly heard the little prince's crying, and secretly inquired, and saw that the ground was a mess, round and unkemptly hugged the little prince in a hurry. I think of her as a woman with a child to be fed, but no one takes care of her. I couldn't help but feel sad.

Suddenly, I saw a ghost flashing in, and a pair of snake eyes glanced around and saw inhumanity: "How about you please come over?" Yuanyuan saw that the person was actually a little sixth son, and his face turned pale. After half a sound, he went out with Xiao Liuzi with the child in his arms. The shadow was puzzled, so he quietly followed all the way and found that she was going in the direction of Qinxiang Hall. It makes sense to think that the little sixth son is the confidant of Concubine Qin and the red man in front of her. Naturally, Yuanyuan also went to the Empress Qin. Just what did she do in Qinxiang Hall? Why did you dodge along the way? The shadow followed secretly and saw the two of them enter the gate of the Qinxiang Hall.

Xiao Liu took Yuanyuan to a secluded room. Yuanyuan looked at it, and there was no window on all sides of the room. Little Sixzi retreated at some point, and there was silence all around, which made Yuanyuan unconsciously and frightened, and couldn't help holding the child in his arms.

"How have you been recently, sister?" Concubine Qin suddenly came out from nowhere and jumped round.

"It's still good!" Round and stammeredly.

Concubine Qin sneered and said, "I heard that the king and Princess Zhuo are singing together, and they love each other very much?"

This sentence was slaughtered into the round meat, which even made her ashamed. Her face changed, and she calmed down and asked calmly, "What did the Empress call me?"

"It is said that the bean sprout prince is extremely smart and lovely. Come on, let me see your child!"

Concubine Qin didn't wait for Yuanyuan's consent and held the child over. "Well, yes, what a delicate baby is indeed a dragon and phoenix among people. Sister, in my opinion, he is no worse than the little prince.

Yuanyuan was surprised and wanted to hold the child back, but she was afraid of annoying Concubine Qin, so she had to look at the child in her hand. Concubine Qin looked at Yuanyuan's frightened worries and said, "No matter how good she is, the difference between her life is 18,000 miles!"

Concubine Qin successfully saw Yuanyuan's embarrassment and smiled, "There is also good news for you to come here today. Your good days are coming soon, so you can wait." Seeing that Concubine Qin handed the child back to herself, Yuanyuan quickly came forward and hugged the child's body and said, "Yuanyuan doesn't understand what the Empress means. Please make it clear!

Concubine Qin smiled mysteriously: "The burning princess and the little prince are both grasshoppers after autumn, and they can't jump in for a few days."

Yuanyuan was quite surprised and asked uneasily, "How did you know?"

"Don't you just think about it day and night and wait for this day?" Qinfei smiled and said, "Since you have helped me, how can I disappoint you? I'm tired today, so you can give birth back!"

"Little prince, help me walk to the garden!" Concubine Qin got up and walked out, leaving only Yuanyuan holding the child tightly. In the dark room, her waxy face was as horrible as a ghost.

This day is the Jiao Mang Seed Festival. Ancient customs: On this day of the Mangzhong Festival, all kinds of gifts should be set up to sacrifice the flower god. Once the mango seed is over, it will be summer. All the flowers will be unloaded, and the flower god will abdicate and must be deed. So the garden has already become lively. Those girls, either made of petal willow branches, or stacked with silk brocade, are tied with colored threads. These things are tied to every tree and every flower. The garden was full of embroidered ribbons, flowers and branches, and these people were dressed like peaches and apricots. Yan was jealous and happy for a moment, and Qinfei's eyes quickly searched from the crowd. Finally, I saw the little prince of bean sprouts in a corner. As expected, the little prince would play in the garden at this time.

When everyone saw Concubine Qin coming, they asked for a salute one after another. Concubine Qin went straight to the little prince. Who knew that the little prince saw Concubine Qin running back quickly and slapped her heels. Zhuang Yu came quickly to meet the little prince.

Seeing the bean sprouts hiding behind Zhuang Xiu in a hurry, Qinfei was extremely unhappy. Zhuang Yuyu smiled quickly: "Mother, the prince is young, and I guess he is afraid of life." He turned around and pulled away the bean sprouts and coaxed, "Little prince, call your mother!"

"No! She is not my mother!" The little prince said stubbornly that his two eyes stared at Concubine Qin, which was incomparable hatred, and there was no innocence that a three-year-old child should have in his eyes.

Concubine Qin was also nervous for no reason, which made her hate even more. But the more she hated it, the more touching the smile on her face. She walked over carefully, "Little prince, I'm also your mother. Mother likes you so much. Come on, let the mother hug you."

Who would have thought that the bean sprout prince suddenly turned around and ran away? Concubine Qin's eyes and hands were fast, and she rushed over and pulled him to death. Joke, no matter how clever you are, you are only a three-year-old child. If you are easy to escape in front of me, you are not a concubine. Concubine Qin sneered, but her eyes were warmer: "Little prince, look at your little face with a lot of sweat. Come on, mother, I'll wipe it for you." He said this, but he took out his handkerchief and rubbed it fiercely on the little prince's red face.

The little prince couldn't break free and burst into tears.

Zhuang Xiu came to relieve the siege, "Concubine Qin, you'd better go first. Don't bother to dirty your clothes carefully, little prince."

Concubine Qin got up unhappily, "Zhuangmo, which mother would think her child is dirty? Since Zhuang Yuyu said so, I'm not bored." He turned around and put away his handkerchief and shouted, "Little six, go back to the palace!"

After saying that, he didn't even look at the crying little prince. He twisted his buttocks and danced slowly. Zhuang Changyu quickly picked up the crying little prince and went straight to the Mingyue Hall. The little prince of bean sprouts has been different since he was born. He is close to his mother, and he does not care about the great grievances and sadness. As long as Taozhu holds him and kisses him gently, he will giggle. Zhuang Yan saw that the little prince's little face was purple, and he had no choice but to hold him to find Princess Zhuo.

Seeing that Concubine Qin returned to the Qinxiang Hall, the shadow couldn't help thinking about it secretly: Did Concubine Qin specially go to the garden to see the little prince, or did she happen to meet her? The shadow kept recalling the scene that had just happened and was puzzled. Xiao Liuzi, take the handkerchief and wash it! Wash it carefully!" Xiao Liuzi quickly greeted him, carefully took the handkerchief and wrapped it finely, and washed it with his own hands with a basin of water. Why didn't he send the handkerchief to the raccoon? How dare you wash yourself? Is a handkerchief worth his hard work? Is it to please the Empress Qin? Or is there something else? The shadow's heart is now like countless small drums beating lively, but there is no trace of headxu. He decided to take the initiative to attack and knock on the mountain to shake the tiger.

Xiao Liuzi was washing his handkerchief carefully in the room. Suddenly, he saw a figure outside flashing. He quickly chased him out and asked in a trembling voice of the eunuch, "Who is it?" But in the silence, Xiao Liuzi couldn't help wondering if he was dazzled. But the shadow of that man just now made him feel more and more uneasy. When he returned to the room, the scene in front of him actually made him cold: the handkerchief soaked in the basin disappeared! Xiao Liuzi hurriedly turned up and down the room. The gold and jade jewelry pressed under the box lay safely in place, but the handkerchief disappeared in the air. Xiao Liuzi knew that the big thing was not good and was panicked. Concubine Qin turned pale when she heard the flowers: "What? Is the handkerchief missing? Can't it fly with its wings?

Xiao Liuzi had no choice but to tell Concubine Qin about the scene just now and the suspicion in his heart. Qinfei frowned and made up her mind, so she whispered like this in Xiao Liuzi's ear for a while, and Xiao Liuzi nodded.

Now King Xiangyang is carefully looking at the handkerchief in front of him. Only the unique silk in Jiangnan and the best female red in the palace can embroider this lifelike lotus. This is the silk handkerchief of Concubine Qin. No one is more familiar with this silk handkerchief than King Xiangyang. King Xiangyang stared at this silk handkerchief and looked at a column of incense, but he didn't see anything wrong. It was just a handkerchief. The shadow on one side is even more uneasy. Is it a mistake in judgment? No, never! His intuition told him that there must be a major secret in this veil. There was only one hint. Dr. Hu opened a prescription for Taozhu and presented it to King Xiangyang. When he passed the silk handkerchief, he couldn't help sucking his nose hard. He seemed to feel a little inappropriate, but he couldn't think of anything for a moment. He just stood still in a moment. Seeing this, King Xiangyang called out, "Doctor Hu, you came just in time. What's wrong with me to take a closer look at this silk handkerchief?"

Dr. Hu took the silk handkerchief and sniffed hard under his nose. He only smelled a strong smell of soap powder. It is about the residual aftertaste after washing the soap corner. It's just that the taste seems to be sweeter than ordinary soap horns. He held his breath and sniffed again. Suddenly, he shouted, "Mandara! King, does this spary have a mandala?

King Xiangyang Jing E said, "Doctor Hu, how do you make sure that there is a mandala in this square?"

Hu Taiqi's excited words were incoherent: "Mandala, five kinds have been handed down in the world; Tianyu mandala flower, Maha mandala flower, purple mandala flower, among which this purple mandala flower is the most mysterious. Legend has it that the mandala grows under the guilloin, and the roots are staggered and similar to human figures. When the mandala is dug up, it will scream, and the people who hear the scream will die or go crazy.

This flower is highly poisonous. It is said that only one of the tens of millions of people can have the opportunity to see the flowers bloom, so anyone who meets the flowers blooms, her favorite will die.

What is more mysterious is. Mandala in the night is a kind of flower that looks like a lily. It blooms at night and closes day, and the fragrance of the flowers is light and elegant. If you smell too much, it will give you a slight hallucination. Legend has it that there is an elf living in every mandala flower, which can help you realize your wish, but there is an exchange condition, that is, human blood. As long as you water the enchanting mandra with your own blood, when it blooms, the elves in the flower will fulfill one of your wishes. You can only water it with your own blood, because the elves like this warm and deadly feeling--"