This is what the Di people from the north said when they presented the small box of red ointment.
Red Blood Black is insoluble in water but soluble in fat. It has a unique fragrance after burning. It can soften people's bones and muscles and boil their blood. Its effect is mild when boiled orally, but it is more intense when burned with incense.
Although the Red Blood Crow is not unique to Chizhou, it is not a rare treasure. Many powerful and noble families in the city collect this medicine for the purpose of having more fun in their private lives without causing any harm to themselves.
However, few people know that Red Blood Crow should not be taken with pungent foods or alcohol. Alcohol accelerates the heart's circulation, while pungent foods are difficult to release externally, gathering heat and dryness in the dantian. This can render the original medicinal effects of Red Blood Crow extremely potent, causing mild symptoms such as night sweats, aphasia, tinnitus, and palpitations, while severe symptoms include confusion and irregular bowel movements.
Mrs. Bo put down the empty wine glass, her fingertips still trembling.
The lamp oil paste mixed with red blood crow was added by her own hands, and the yellow wine flavored with fairy spleen and snake bed was cooked by her own hands. No one knew better than her what would happen after inhaling that aroma and drinking that glass of wine.
So she held the glass of wine between her lips and tongue, and refused to swallow it no matter what.
As long as the other party lets her go, she can...
However, the person in front of her obviously would not let her go so easily.
"Mrs. Bo, how about this wine?"
The emperor looked at her leisurely, as if he was really waiting for a comment.
Mrs. Bo froze in place, the spicy taste of the wine lingering in her mouth, the flavor reaching her crown.
Every move she made, he knew her move. He pressed her every step of the way, surrounding her every step. Even if she wanted to give up and admit defeat, she could no longer leave the game.
She raised her tongue and finally swallowed the bitter wine.
"Very good. Thank you, Your Majesty, for the wine..."
"Madam, you have a good wine tolerance. This beautiful scenery and beautiful weather deserves a good drink with a beautiful woman. Madam Bo, please don't waste it."
She watched helplessly as the hand took the empty wine glass and lifted the wine jug to pour out the wine. The glass, which had finally been emptied, was full again in the blink of an eye.
"Ma'am, please."
Madam Bo's pupils, which had been trembling, stopped moving, gradually dilating like a dying person. It seemed that what was reflected in her pupils was not the porcelain wine glass, but the gates of hell that had opened to her tonight.
One cup, one cup, and another.
Su Wei poured very slowly, but did not waste a single drop. He poured out every last drop of wine in the big-bellied pot before stopping. There was a hint of regret in his expression.
"This fine wine is truly irresistible. Madam, is it true or not?"
Mrs. Bo was no longer able to answer this question. She collapsed to the ground, her legs shaking, her face an abnormally red, and she began to mumble incoherent words while her hands kept tearing at her clothes.
The nanny who had been following her couldn't bear it any longer, so she suppressed the sobs in her throat and tried to pull her master who was lying on the ground.
It didn't matter that she pulled it. There was a "splash" sound of water, and a thin stream flowed down Mrs. Bo's skirt, soaking her soft black silk shoes embroidered with white peonies and hanging with sea pearls, and a small puddle of water accumulated on the ground.
The emperor finally lowered his eyes and sighed softly.
"Mrs. Bo is not very good at drinking. It seems she will be in trouble all night. Uncle, please take care of her and make sure she doesn't behave in an embarrassing manner and bring shame to the royal family."
Xuanyuan Prince Su Che remained silent, his expression extremely grim. He glanced at the nanny, who, with a gloomy expression, dragged her master away, not daring to say another word.
In just a moment, the courtyard, which was bustling with undercurrents and exciting events just now, became quiet again.
The evening breeze started to blow again, and the oil lamp seemed to have just burned out, shaking and then going out.
In front of the painting, the prince and the emperor were each hidden in the shadows, and their expressions could not be seen clearly.
"Your Majesty, are you here just to meddle in my family affairs?"
"Uncle, your words are wrong. Even in the court of a noble, we cannot discuss family matters. Moreover, you and I are in the emperor's house. How can we be absolutely certain about family matters?"
Seeing that the two men were about to draw their weapons with hidden weapons in their words, Xiao Nanhui, who was curled up in the corner, was so uneasy that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to hide in.
She couldn't afford to offend either of the two people standing in this room. Yet, today's incident happened because of her.
She rubbed her hands awkwardly and moved her toes back a little, and the person in front of her suddenly noticed it.
The emperor left the main seat for the night, made a slight concession, but changed the subject.
"Is General Zuo okay?"
Xiao Nanhui's ears pricked up, and a sense of doubt arose in his heart.
Su Pingchuan? What happened to Su Pingchuan? Is Su Pingchuan also in trouble tonight?
Prince Xuanyuan paused, realizing the emperor's intention. He finally slowed down his pace and bowed.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your timely reminder. Chuan'er is fine."
Su Wei obviously did not take the thank you seriously and turned to walk towards the wall with exquisitely painted window lattices.
"I heard that General Fei Lian often marched at night, and over time he developed a habit of sleeping in and not wanting to get up early. He once complained that the bright windows in the palace were too bright, and the morning light was too glaring, and there was always noise in the courtyard. So the emperor's uncle had the south-facing windows of this room sealed and painted on the walls instead. Seeing it now, I can see that it is truly heartfelt and touching."
It turns out that this is the true origin of this painting house.
Xiao Nanhui glanced briefly at Prince Xuanyuan, who was a few steps away. The middle-aged man bore a striking resemblance to Su Wei. Though commanding a battalion, he didn't resemble the average warrior, instead possessing a scholarly air. A man like him must have been adored by many beauties in his youth. His ability to defy the Emperor's suspicions and marry a military heir must have been a story of many twists and turns.
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