Chapter 15 Unintentionally Unlocked

"Exorcising evil spirits?!" She fiddled with the brown paper in her hand and asked leisurely.

"Exact!" The fat girl had a smell: "Look, this little prince is probably evil, otherwise how could he be immersed in a medicine bowl all day? The queen must have no way out to do this.

"Fat--" Biyun came in with a bowl of soup and said slightly, "Don't talk nonsense!"

The fat girl shrugged her shoulders slightly, smiled twice, and took the soup in Biyun's hand: "I know what's wrong, I know what's wrong, and I'll wait for the Empress to drink soup!"

"I won't drink it, take it out!" Yin Pian didn't raise her head and stared straight at the kraft paper in her hand. After studying for a long time, she still couldn't find a southeast or northwest, which made her very annoyed.

"If you don't drink it, you won't drink it!"

The fat girl smiled and turned around to leave with the soup. Biyun stared at her fiercely, held the soup in the fat girl's hand, motioned her to stand, and said warmly, "Mother, this is the tonic soup carefully prepared by the Tai Hospital. Please drink some!"

"Drink it!" She spat out indifferently.

Biyun was dumbfounded and caught a glimpse of the fat girl secretly smiling, frowning, taking a breath, and still said peacefully, "The emperor told me that if the Empress doesn't drink, the emperor will drink it herself."

Xiu frowned slightly. Yin Pian looked up at Biyun and curled at the corners of her mouth: "You are mine. Why do you turn your elbow out?"

Cough, Biyun choked, smiled stiffly, and came forward with the soup in her hand: "The Empress knows the kindness, and the maidservant can't repay it. She can only serve the Empress with all her heart!"

She stretched her neck and looked at the soup. It was dark and her eyebrows couldn't help locking.

"It has been honeyed!" Biyun said thoughtfully.

Yin Pians hesitated for a long time. Fang put down the kraft paper in his hand and brought the soup bowl. He just took two sips. With a "poof", he spit it all out.

The two people beside him were really shocked. Biyun took the soup bowl and handed it to the fat girl, while taking Roupa to wipe the soup at the corners of her mouth: "What's wrong? But is it too bitter?"

She stared at the soup bowl, which was the most familiar to her. She drank it more than once and said word by word, "Clean-body-soup?"

Clean soup? Biyun looked at the soup in Fat Girl's hand and shook her head: "Mother, this is Anbu soup, a medicine boiled by Tai Hospital, which has the effect of nourishing blood and nourishing qi. Why did you say cleanse soup?

Seeing that she was still puzzled, Biyun spared no effort to explain it, and finally saw her nod.

Yin Panxuan smiled secretly and smiled at herself. Yes, if he had ordered her to drink clean soup, how could she be pregnant now? Yes, as he said, he just hasn't taken it seriously and hasn't thought about it. Suddenly, his red lips pricked again: "I don't want to drink it anymore. It's terrible! Who dares to use this tonic soup to fool me again? Whose head did I cut off!"

The words had been put out, and she knew that she would not drink again. Biyun raised his hand to sign the fat girl to take it down and said, "I'm going to pour a glass of water to rinse my mother's mouth."

She muttered a few words, picked up the brown paper, looked at it twice, and shook it away. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he picked up the kraft paper and spread it out finely. Even if it had just splashed on the soup, a small piece of kraft paper was wet, and a different color appeared.

The light flashed in his mind, got up, put the kraft paper flat on the table, and came in with a glass of water in the blue cloud. Without saying a word, he took the cup and poured the water directly on the brown paper.

Biyun's eyes were exquisite. Seeing her such action, she didn't ask much and waited respectfully on one side.

Yin Pian stared at the brown paper without blinking, and saw that the dense words gradually appeared on the paper. She couldn't wait to read it, and her red lips raised a sad smile. What kind of situation should she put herself in now?

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Xiahouchen stepped into the inner hall with some tired steps. The red light curtain flowed out warm breath, and his heart was much more relaxed. His eyes fell on her leaning against the window. His deep eyes showed a little smile. Shi Ran walked to her side, wrapped his hand around her waist, took her in his arms, covered his head, and attacked her. Her lips fell empty at the beginning.

He frowned slightly. Although it was not the first time she refused him like this, his heart was a little uneasy. He pulled her face and stared straight at her clear eyes: "What's wrong?"

"I'm tired!" She broke away from his arms, folded herself and wanted to leave.

Xiahouchen grabbed her wrist and was a little unhappy: "What's wrong?"

"I want to rest!"

He began to be angry with her indifferent perfunctory. He was still fine this morning. Now he is like turning against him. The innate deep invasion at the bottom of his eyes came out and still clenched her wrist: "Yin Piaoxuan, if you want to annoy me, you will annoy me, but you are never be silent like this. I want to know the reason happily."

"I'm tired!"

He let go of her hand sadly: "If you are tired, take a rest!"

Seeing that she really lay down and rested, smiled bitterly, slowly walked out of the inner hall, sat on the Tanmuluan couch, and ordered Wanxi to take the wine. Wanxi hesitated for a moment, which made people anxious to drink.

Xiahouchen drank wine without a mouthful, and his thoughts drifted. He always felt that there was something missing between her. She was by his side and no longer wanted to leave, but she was still not sure in her heart. She did not fully deliver her heart. If it was said that he asked for too much, it was not true. He just wanted to get her response. Deep The response. This road is too difficult, full of thorns and blood, and there are only a few he can think of them.

"Your Majesty, it's time to rest!" Wan Xi looked at his face and tried.

He didn't answer, but silently got up into the inner hall, undressed, and lay beside her as usual. Facing the cold back, he also left her, but that night, all night, he couldn't sleep.

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"The emperor doesn't look very good!" Wen Jiyao pointed out bluntly and smiled meaningfully: "Is the Lord of Jingren Palace provoked the emperor again?"

He slowly closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair. There was a sense of powerlessness all over his body. The woman made him grit his teeth with hatred, and his love was bloody and messy.

Wen Jiyao shook his head and sighed: "The emperor's thoughts are now in Jingren Palace. Can you know how many beautiful women in the harem wash their faces with tears at night? The emperor is the king of a country, and he should give both rain and dew, and he must not spoil one person alone!"

"I don't know who sent General Wen as a lobbyist? I want to be very comfortable in General Wen's mansion, and I will plan well for General Wen's lifelong event.

Wen Jiyao wisely changed the topic: "There is still no movement on the other side of the Nine Kings. Will there be any accidents?"

"Uncle Jiuwang is tolerant and calm. It is impossible to act in a hurry. He is waiting for an opportunity, and I am also waiting for an opportunity."

"I'm afraid that the person behind the scenes has already understood the emperor's thoughts, and the depth of that man's mind makes us ashamed! I'm afraid there are a lot of his eyeliner in the palace. Even if the emperor finally wants to find the people behind the scenes--" He sighed and continued, "If the emperor wants to fight against the people behind the scenes, he needs to appease your delicate people first."

"Let's take a look!"

Xiahouchen threw down a sentence and went out of the Xuanzheng Hall.

"Your Majesty." You went back and followed him: "Your Majesty, do you want to go to Changxi Palace? The little prince passed on to the doctor again today.

He sighed deeply, didn't say anything, and went back to Changxi Palace with You.