"Hey, Xia Siqi." Lu Zhaofeng shook her arm vigorously while calling her name, "Don't fall asleep, don't faint, we'll be there soon..."
Lu Zhaofeng hadn't finished speaking.
Xia Siqi, flustered, opened her eyes again, still groggy: "Where...where to? Right, why...why did you tell others that we were engaged?"
As Xia Siqi spoke, she coughed heavily twice more, and bright red blood dripped from the corner of her lips onto the sleeve of Lu Zhaofeng's arm as he held her.
"I……"
When I heard that sentence.
Lu Zhaofeng's pace slowed down noticeably!
"I... just said it offhand."
"What...?" Xia Siqi endured the excruciating pain: "...What? Just saying it offhand..."
“Yes.” Lu Zhaofeng stared firmly in the direction of Qiluan Garden: “I just said it offhand.”
“Lu Zhaofeng, you… just wait! You… how could you ruin my reputation like this, I…” Xia Siqi bit her lip in pain.
Her face was as white as paper, completely devoid of color.
“Yes.” Lu Zhaofeng stepped one foot into the side hall of Qiluan Garden: “So you must hold on and not die, otherwise you really won’t be able to settle accounts with me.”
After Lu Zhaofeng finished speaking, he put her on the bed.
The next second.
The imperial physicians and palace maids surrounded Xia Siqi.
Lu Zhaofeng let out a long sigh of relief, just as Consort Shu happened to pass by him.
Consort Shu patted his shoulder reassuringly: "Don't worry."
Lu Zhaofeng: ? ? ?
What's there to worry about?
What is he worried about?
He was simply trying to save people.
Lu Zhaofeng suddenly thought of something.
His expression instantly turned somewhat broken.
After Consort Shu left.
Emperor Yuanwu looked around.
Finally, his gaze fell on Lu Zhaolin.
The moment their eyes met, Emperor Yuanwu was clearly momentarily stunned.
But at this moment, he couldn't care less about anything else.
For those present.
Entrusting Mu Qianqian to Lu Zhaolin clearly put his mind at ease.
Emperor Yuanwu had no time to think and directly placed Mu Qianqian into Lu Zhaolin's arms.
Lu Zhaolin: ...
Mu Qianqian: ? ? ?
Okay!
She's not picky.
It's a real shame that I didn't get to eat a single piece of braised pork knuckle.
However, if the worm in Lu Zhaolin's stomach doesn't come out soon, it will be forced out.
He's about to become that plate of braised pork knuckle on the table.
"Bring me the head of the imperial kitchen! What's going on here?" Emperor Yuanwu roared in fury, startling everyone in the banquet hall into kneeling on the ground.
The head chef of the imperial kitchen was dragged in.
He was so frightened that his back was soaked with sweat: "Your Majesty, I am innocent! I guarantee that all the food is clean and free of poison."
The Emperor gave Wu Jixiang a wink.
He hurriedly understood and pulled a silver needle from his sleeve, then pricked the pork knuckle that Xia Siqi had just eaten.
The white silver needle turned black the instant it was inserted.
Everyone sighed.
"Is it really poisonous? This pork knuckle is really poisonous."
"Good heavens! Who on earth is so audacious as to poison the Seventh Princess's 100-day celebration?"
"Just who did the Xia family offend? How dare the person who poisoned them have such audacity?"
The group whispered amongst themselves.
Wu Jixiang had already ordered people to use silver needles to examine every dish on every table.
"Your Majesty, I have had all the food from today checked. Only the braised pork knuckle contained poison; the rest were clean."
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