"Lian'er, you speak." Mu Xinghe knew that Qiao Lian'er's calm demeanor meant she wouldn't be at a loss.
He felt a little ashamed. This family always depended on Lian'er, and he wished he could play a role in it.
He could only focus on his career advancement; that was the only thing he could do for the Qiao family.
"Since some people are going to say that your fate is bad, then let people know that your fate is good, which will greatly benefit the blessings of the imperial family."
Mu Xinghe's eyes lit up. Yes, before his birthday was ruined, he should spread this news. Then, no matter what the other party said, it would be useless.
This is called fighting poison with poison, a mutual counteraction.
“The slander against them has already spread among the nobles in the capital, and even reached the palace, so I will start with the Emperor.” Qiao Lian’er thought for a moment: “Brother Xinghe, write a congratulatory message to the Emperor on a silk handkerchief.”
Mu Xinghe immediately took care of it and quickly finished writing it. It was not only sincere but also exceptionally well-written.
Qiao Lian put the handkerchief into her sleeve, selected a few fragrant coconuts, and sent them to the palace.
The palace guards let her in without needing to announce her arrival.
Upon arriving outside the Imperial Study, Eunuch Qi announced her arrival and then invited her inside.
The emperor placed his brush on the shelf and rubbed his aching wrist. "The sickle has arrived." He then looked at the coconuts in the box. "These coconuts seem a little different from the ones I sent before."
"Your Majesty, it's a different variety called Fragrant Coconut. It has a strong milky aroma and is sweeter. Now that the weather is getting hot, it's perfect for cooling off." Qiao Lian'er took out a coconut-opening tool, made an opening in the coconut, and then presented it to the emperor with both hands.
Besides durian, the emperor's favorite food was coconut water. He would drink two coconuts every day. Lian'er said that this stuff could strengthen the body, and he did indeed feel less tired lately. His blood and qi were flowing smoothly, and his skin even became smoother. Even the concubines praised him for looking several years younger.
So when he heard there was better coconut water, he flicked his sleeve, picked it up, tilted his head back, and drank it.
Now that he's in front of Lian'er, he no longer needs to maintain the composure of an emperor. They're already so familiar with each other, and Lian'er won't gossip.
A rich, milky aroma mixed with sweetness filled the emperor's mouth, flowing from his throat to his heart. It was incredibly mellow and refreshing, like a mountain stream, making him feel relaxed and comfortable. It was like a rare and exquisite wine. He took a long gulp, and a strand of coconut water rolled down his lips to his neck and soaked into his collar. He closed his eyes, let out a satisfied sigh, and then took another big gulp.
That made me somewhat satisfied.
"Delicious, so delicious." The emperor almost shed tears again: "Why is there such a delicious thing in the world? Why did I have to live to be forty years old to taste it? What will I do if I can't taste it in the future?"
Qiao Lian'er smiled and said, "Your Majesty will be able to eat it from now on."
"Yes, with the sickle, why should I have such concerns?" The emperor laughed heartily.
Seeing that the opportunity was about right, Qiao Lian'er summoned a snake from her spatial storage, placed it on the windowsill, and guided her thoughts into the snake's body.
The snake moved silently down the windowsill, flicked its tongue, and then climbed up the table leg, getting closer and closer to the emperor.
This venomous snake, with its triangular head, bulging skin, and body composed of black and yellow rings, is none other than the infamous banded krait.
The emperor was enjoying his coconut water and chatting with Qiao Lian'er when he suddenly sensed something. A chill ran down his spine. He looked closely and saw a black and yellow snake that had somehow crawled onto his desk, its head raised high, silently flicking its tongue at him.
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