Chapter 82: Are you playing tricks on me?

Although those people did not dare to say these words in front of him, the rumors spread and reached Chu Chengye's ears.

It was impossible for Chu Chengye to pretend that he didn't know.

What's worse, some people directly took sick leave and didn't come to court, saying privately that it was because they couldn't stand the smell on him.

Chu Chengye couldn't bear it for a long time, but he had no other choice.

Now that Cheng Jin said her method was feasible, he was already happy.

But now smelling the soup in front of him, it was more fishy and pungent than the previous few days, and there was no sign of weakening.

Cheng Jin in front of him was even more eager to put the bowl of medicine to Chu Chengye's mouth, as if she was looking forward to him drinking it.

Although Cheng Jin's words were almost correct, what Cheng Jin said also seemed to have a basis.

But normally when Chu Chengye summoned Cheng Jin to serve him, Cheng Jin always had a sullen face, and only showed a hypocritical smile when he was forced into a corner. He never came forward to hold the medicine bowl for himself to drink like he did now.

Something must be wrong when things are abnormal.

Cheng Jin's character has always been unpredictable, and it is possible that he is deliberately making trouble for him now.

Chu Chengye raised his eyes to look at Cheng Jin, and raised his chin casually, "Rong Guifei, you test the temperature for me first."

Cheng Jin: "?!!!"

[Why should I drink medicine if I am not sick? ]

But Chu Chengye acted as if he would never drink it without Cheng Jin testing it.

Wei An came over and was about to take the medicine bowl from Cheng Jin's hand, "Your Majesty, how can you drink this medicine casually? Your Majesty is in good health, and there is no benefit in drinking these medicines for no reason. Let me do it."

Cheng Jin looked at Wei An with gratitude.

[From now on, I will only trick Chu Chengye and not take you with me.]

As he said this, he was about to pass the medicine bowl over.

Chu Chengye stretched out his hand to stop him, "Since Concubine Rong voluntarily came forward to serve me to drink medicine, she can't be unwilling to do even these, right?"

Cheng Jin glared at Chu Chengye in unbearable pain.

Wei An should have put several times more sand root grass.

If he can't be poisoned to death, he should be poisoned to mute him.

You can talk when you open your mouth, right?

But if I don't drink it now, then my trick will be wasted now.

Wouldn't it be too easy for Chu Chengye?

Cheng Jin gritted her teeth, isn't it just to test the temperature?

Then she might as well try it, anyway, at most she would be exposed to it, and it wouldn't be a loss to see Chu Chengye fainted from the fumes.

Cheng Jin picked up the spoon and slowly brought it to her mouth.

The closer it was, the stronger the smell.

It was like canned herrings, snail noodles, and stinky tofu, a triple taste, making her head feel dizzy.

Although Cheng Jin didn't drink it into her mouth, the sour and stinky taste seemed to have hit her taste buds.

It was enough to make people want to vomit, and no one knew how Chu Chengye could drink a whole bowl of it.

Cheng Jin was still hesitating. Normally, she would coax herself for two hours before taking a shower, so she couldn't be so cruel to herself this time.

Chu Chengye suddenly held Cheng Jin's hand and brought the spoon directly to Cheng Jin's mouth.

Before Cheng Jin could react, the medicine went down her lips and into the tip of her tongue.

It felt like an electric current was passing through the tip of her tongue. Cheng Jin instantly felt the medicine reaching every part of her body, as if all the blood in her body had been replaced with this fishy smell.

It was as if it had been pickled in a jar for 180 days.

Cheng Jin finally understood why there were rumors in the palace that Chu Chengye would not live long, and there was even a stench of corpse.

The smell was not exaggerated.

Cheng Jin was unwilling to have it in the first place. After the spoon left the soup bowl, she almost shook it off with her hand. Now that Chu Chengye forcefully put it into her mouth, the spoon spilled a lot, and only a little bit stuck to Cheng Jin's mouth.

But this little bit was enough to make Cheng Jin unbearable and crazy.

Thinking about Chu Chengye in front of her, Cheng Jin still forced herself to slowly unfold her face that was wrinkled with disgust.

As expected, Chu Chengye put on a leisurely expression, as if waiting to see Cheng Jin's joke.

A joke.

When has Cheng Jin ever lost in acting?

Cheng Jin pretended not to see Chu Chengye's expression and forced a smile, "Your Majesty, I tried it, and the temperature is just right."

Cheng Jin pushed the bowl of soup towards Chu Chengye again.

"Drink it as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too cold and the effect of the medicine will not be good."

Seeing that Cheng Jin looked calm, Chu Chengye was puzzled. He always felt it was unbearable when he drank it normally, and he wanted to rinse his mouth more than ten times before he would stop.

This Cheng Jin is so patient?

Could it be that my smell is different from before, as Cheng Jin said, and it will lose its taste after drinking it?

Chu Chengye took the bowl of soup from Cheng Jin with some doubt.

Looking at the brown medicinal soup, Chu Chengye was a little blinded by the smell.

But Chu Chengye still thought that he might as well give it a try. Maybe it will be different from before?

Anyway, Cheng Jin didn't dare to poison it. What's wrong with drinking it?

Thinking of this, Chu Chengye held his breath and drank the soup to the bottom.

When the soup went into his throat, Chu Chengye realized that he had been fooled.

Those smells that were more unpleasant, more fishy and bitter than before went into his stomach.

Chu Chengye could only bend his waist and cough violently, as if he wanted to cough out the soup he drank.

But he had drunk it, and it was futile to do anything now.

The discomfort in his stomach did not subside at all, and the smell returned to his mouth. Chu Chengye could not help vomiting.

Chu Chengye coughed until tears came out, and with tears in his eyes, he finally thought of finding the culprit.

Chu Chengye raised his head suddenly, and his sharp eyes wanted to shoot at Cheng Jin beside him, but he didn't know when Cheng Jin had already run out the door, and was quite far away from Chu Chengye.

Holding the teacup that was dropped from the table,

Cheng Jin was gargling seriously. When the taste in her mouth was almost gone, she laughed out loud with her hands on her belly, behind Chu Chengye's back. Although she was trying to hold it back, her shaking body couldn't fool anyone.

It was obvious that she had expected Chu Chengye's reaction.

Chu Chengye slowly tightened the soup bowl in his hand, holding it tightly, with his chest rising and falling more and more.

So Cheng Jin knew that this soup would be even harder to swallow.

So all the expressions on Cheng Jin's face just now were fake.

Just to see him make a fool of himself?

Chu Chengye roared in anger, staring at Cheng Jin in front of him, "Empress Rong, you are so brave, is it fun to play tricks on me?!"

Cheng Jin turned around and saw Chu Chengye's angry expression, then she straightened her face and said innocently, "Why is the emperor so fierce to me? I don't know what the emperor means?"

She bowed slightly, "The emperor only said the temperature? I tried it, and it is just right. Could it be that the emperor was burned?"

Cheng Jin pretended to be concerned, but in fact she didn't care at all.

"Damn it."

Cheng Jin naturally knew that the temperature was just right, otherwise Chu Chengye would not have been able to drink it all at once and fall into her trap.

Chu Chengye sneered, "Empress Rong, I think you are getting more and more courageous."