In her past life, she defied her father and brothers and exhausted all her efforts to support that scum of a man to the throne, only to have him slaughter her entire family in return.
Reborn ...
Shen Wan had no choice but to accept her fate and struggled to help Xie Jingyan up the steps. However, as soon as Xie Jingyan stepped onto the steps, he suddenly felt a churning in his stomach.
He immediately released Chen Wan, took a few steps to the stone lion, and, supporting the stone lion, vomited violently.
Shen Wan didn't think much of what was happening; it's normal for drunk people to vomit.
But Chen Feng's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
I'm not pretending to be drunk.
I'm really drunk.
When did your alcohol tolerance become so low?
Two jars of wine would be enough to knock him out.
Chen Feng couldn't believe it. He thought that being drunk was less likely than being poisoned. Worried, he quickly asked his servant to fetch the imperial physician.
Chen Feng helped Xie Jingyan back to Moyuxuan. The imperial physician thought that the Prince of Ling was unwell and rushed over with his medicine box. However, after taking his pulse, he looked at Chen Feng and Shen Wan speechlessly and said, "There's nothing wrong. He's just drunk."
Chen Feng raised his voice, "Just drunk? Not poisoned?"
The imperial physician was displeased that someone doubted his medical skills, saying, "I'm not so bad that I can't tell the difference between being drunk and being poisoned."
Shen Wan hurriedly said, "Thank you for your trouble, Imperial Physician."
Steward Zhou asked Chen Feng, "How much wine did His Highness drink?"
"Two jars."
Steward Zhou asked in surprise, "His Highness has an excellent alcohol tolerance, how could he get drunk after just two jars of wine?"
Chen Feng glanced at the imperial physician and said, "That's why I suspect that the prince isn't drunk, but poisoned."
Now everyone in the room looked at the imperial physician.
The imperial physician frowned and said, "Prince Ling's pulse certainly doesn't indicate poisoning."
Not reassured, the imperial physician sat down and took Xie Jingyan's pulse again, then said with certainty, "He's not poisoned, he's just drunk."
He was confident in his medical skills; even if he found a few more imperial physicians, Prince Ling was drunk today.