Chapter 40 Testing Zi Xin
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Sang Zixin's eyes widened in surprise, and then he looked panicked as if he had thought of something. He was poisoned and would not live for more than seven days. If he really died of the poison, what if the emperor thought it was related to this bowl of soup? Wouldn't it be a waste to harm the queen? Thinking of this, Sang Zixin's face turned pale with fear. It didn't matter if he died, but if he implicated others, it would be a heinous crime.
From the moment Sang Ziling found him and made such a request, he knew that his good days were over. Then, Sang Ziling poisoned him to coerce him. He was very scared at the time and panicked, not knowing how to react. But when Sang Ziling slapped him twice and he saw the vicious and vicious look in Sang Ziling's eyes, he finally woke up. Unless he died, he would never be able to get rid of these people in his life. He could ignore these people, but his identity was a secret that could not be made public after all. If the emperor knew who he was, his outcome would probably not be much better than death from poisoning, and he did not want to die at the hands of the emperor. After just a few days of getting along, although he was still afraid, his heart was
Maybe it's not unforgettable love, but his heart is occupied by the emperor little by little. He likes the emperor.
"What are you afraid of?" Qian Heliyou pulled the frightened person towards him and forced the other person to look at him. His deep black eyes were like a bottomless whirlpool that made people fall into it.
"No, no." Sang Zixin's voice was a little stuttering. He was very nervous, but suddenly he thought of how to avoid implicating the Queen. It was a big deal that the people of Sang Country wanted to poison the Emperor. He must tell the Emperor the truth before he died. This way, not only would innocent people not be implicated, but it would also make the Emperor more alert.
Qianhe Liyou didn't want to continue asking. It seemed that the poor guy seemed to have some ideas. She just had to wait for him to do it.
"Is the ginseng soup delicious?" Qianhe Liyou changed the subject.
"It tastes good." Sang Zixin told the truth.
"Can you do it?" Although the prince's treatment was somewhat pitiful, he grew up in the palace after all, so he might not be able to do these things.
Sure enough, Sang Zixin lowered his head in embarrassment and said weakly: "I can only cook some simple meals, and they are not delicious." In the past, when he was hungry, he would go to the kitchen to find something to eat. Sometimes he would be bullied by the palace servants for food and often did not have enough to eat.
"You can learn from the royal chef if you want." She didn't mind giving him a chance to poison her, whether it was tea or food.
"Really? I'd better not learn it. I'm stupid." Cooking skills can't be learned in a short time. He only has a few days to live. What's the point of learning it?
"Whatever you want, I'm thirsty, go make a pot of hot tea."
"Yes, I will go right away."
Soon, Sang Zixin came back with a pot of tea, carefully poured it into the cup, and placed it in front of Qianhe Liyou.
Qian He Li You just glanced at him and picked up the teacup.
Sang Zixin still kept his head down, without any movement. Instead, An Hui, who had been hiding in the dark and watching everything, could not help feeling impatient. The tea might be poisonous, but he could not stop it. The emperor clearly knew that the tea might be problematic, but he seemed to want to drink it. What was the emperor's intention? An Hui was anxious and confused, and for a moment he could only wait for the emperor's next move.
Qianhe Liyou noticed An Hui's nervousness, and looked coldly towards the place where he was hiding, with an obvious warning in her eyes. Then she slowly put the teacup to her lips and took a sip of the tea in the cup. It was certain that there was no poison.
After dinner, Qianhe Liyou went to the Queen Luo Weiqing. Luo Weiqing had also just finished dinner and was lying on the bed, about to go to sleep. When she heard the palace servant's report, she stood up quickly and greeted Qianhe Liyou at the door.
"Your Majesty, have you had dinner yet?"
After spending these days together, Luo Weiqing and Qianhe Liyou have become closer, and their conversations contain many more trivial matters.
"Well, I just used it, and came to see you." Qian Heliyou said as he waved his hand and dismissed all the servants, including Sang Zixin who had been following him.
Luo Weiqing glanced at Sang Zixin intentionally or unintentionally, but said nothing. He just poured a cup of tea for Qianhe Liyou and sat quietly beside her.
"Your Majesty, you have worked hard these days. I cannot share your worries, but I hope you can take care of your health." The war is about to begin, and the emperor must be very busy these days. He feels heroic just looking at him.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Qian Heliyou placed his hand on Luo Weiqing's hand as if to comfort her, and gently rubbed her fingers.
Luo Weiqing blushed a little embarrassedly and lowered his head slightly.
"For you" Qianhe Liyou leaned over slightly and called softly in Luo Weiqing's ear.
Luo Weiqing shook his head in surprise and met Qian Heliyou's deep eyes. This was the first time the emperor called his name, so gently that he wanted to indulge in this gentleness forever.
"Bear with it." After saying this, Qian Heliyou's bloodshot teeth were exposed, and he buried his head in Luo Weiqing's neck and began to really eat. She missed his taste a little.
Luo Weiqing was still a little stunned when he heard the emperor's words, but after feeling the emperor's next move, he just closed his eyes quietly, allowing the pain in his neck to bleed, but he just clenched his fists tightly, not daring to make any other movements for fear of disturbing the emperor.
He had thought about this matter, and finally his guess was that the emperor was probably practicing some kind of kung fu that required him to suck human blood, and he was very happy that he was the person chosen by the emperor.
The taste of blood was still delicious. Qianhe Li Youdiao licked his lips, but accidentally touched Luo Weiqing's neck. The feeling at that moment made Luo Weiqing tremble all over.
"Are you afraid?" Qian Heliyou naturally felt Luo Weiqing's actions and asked with some displeasure.
"No, it's not me..." How could he say such an unspeakable thing? Could he really say that it was because the emperor touched him?
Qian He Li You had been observing Luo Weiqing's expression, and then thought of his own actions, and figured out the key, and couldn't help but reveal a wicked smile, "You have a feeling?"
"Your Majesty." Luo Weiqing's soft voice was tinged with shyness, and his head was already lowered as low as it could go.
Qian Heliyou thought it was fun. She lifted Luo Weiqing's head with her fingers and kissed him gently on the lips. She liked the feeling Luo Weiqing gave her, and she also knew that Luo Weiqing liked her kiss and was even looking forward to something else.
"For you, I want you." She didn't admit that she lied, but this sentence was more out of a sense of responsibility. He was looking forward to it, and she didn't reject it. This moment was also a good time.
It’s also a good idea to let Luo Weiqing truly become your own person.
Luo Weiqing was surprised and shy. He had waited for so long and finally heard this sentence.
End of this chapter
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