Mushroom poisoning?
This is no small matter!
On the table, only Yuan Yao and Yun Chan were still holding their chopsticks properly.
Xie Zhi raised his hand and slapped Yuan Yao's chopsticks away, anxiously asking, "Little Yao, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Here, Yuan Yao is the smallest.
The smaller the size, the more pronounced the reaction to the toxin.
Yuan Yao held her chopsticks, unsure whether to spit out the mushroom in her mouth or swallow it.
She stared at Zheng Yihe, speechless.
Zheng Yihe, on the other hand, watched them nervously.
Yuan Yao: "..."
I almost choked.
At this moment, Yun Chan spoke up: "The mushrooms we eat were prepared by a chef who specializes in mushrooms, so they are non-toxic."
After he finished speaking, everyone looked at him with suspicion.
Yun Chan pursed her lips, picked up a bowl of mushroom soup, and drank it gracefully.
Yuan Yao finally swallowed the mushroom in her mouth and said seriously, "We've eaten so many. If they were really poisonous, we would have been poisoned long ago. Don't worry!"
The two spoke with absolute certainty.
The others breathed a sigh of relief.
Yuan Yao looked at Zheng Yihe and asked, "Young Master Zheng, are there many people who have been poisoned?"
Zheng Yihe sighed: "There are six or seven..."
They said they were going to celebrate something tonight, and specifically asked someone to come over to me.
However, something came up and I arrived late.
Upon arrival, they discovered that they were all poisoned…
celebrate?
Yuan Yao and Yun Chan both looked at each other in tacit understanding.
What else is there to celebrate?
Of course it's to celebrate that they changed her mushrooms to poisonous ones!
Serves them right, doesn't it?
Yuan Yao waved and said, "Hurry up and eat! The food will get cold soon!"
She asked someone to bring another set of chopsticks and a bowl, and pulled Zheng Yihe to eat with her...
The autumn hunt lasted for a full ten days.
The disciples from the powerful families who were exchanging mushrooms didn't receive news of Yuan Yao's poisoning; instead, they themselves became poisoned...
I heard that when the imperial physician arrived, the courtyard was in complete disarray.
Some people even experienced hallucinations due to poisoning, going crazy all over the yard...
The Marquis of Zhongyi had a son late in life, whom he doted on terribly. In his fiefdom, the son was practically untouchable!
He brought these back to Beijing before the Empress Dowager's mourning period was over, and his chubby son had also died from eating poisonous mushrooms...
The old man outlived his son, and everyone advised the Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness to seek the help of the Emperor and the Ninth Prince to find out the truth about the poisoning.
However, the Marquis of Loyalty insisted that his son's death from mushroom poisoning was purely accidental and had nothing to do with anyone else...
The son died, but the whole family was spared.
The matter of poisoning the imperial heir was never revealed to anyone...
When the autumn hunt ended and we returned to the capital, it was already late September.
Consort Zhao was buried in the imperial mausoleum, and the envoys from the Northern Di, along with Haolie and Acha, returned to the Northern Di...
In Beijing in autumn, the mornings and evenings gradually become cooler.
As sales of frozen desserts gradually decline during the four seasons of spring, the company begins selling heartwarming autumn and winter desserts.
At the same time, the Tianxianglou restaurant she had previously acquired was renamed Baiweilou, and she opened a restaurant there, which officially went into business.
Baiweilou's business boomed as soon as it opened...
The third snow of winter fell, and Yuan Yao sat in a side hall of Yuehua Palace, drinking hot milk and warming herself by a charcoal fire.
The glutinous rice ball, now grown even larger, lay at her feet, comfortably squinting and warming itself by the fire.
Danqing carried a tray and walked over with a smile: "Princess, Yu'er's dowry list has been prepared here. Please take a look."
Yuan Yao, wrapped in a blanket, said coquettishly, "Sister Danqing, please read it to me. I'm too lazy to reach out."
Danqing smiled gently: "Okay."
The moment the little dumpling opens its mouth, it asks for something that no one else wants to give it to.
After the autumn hunt ended and they returned to the capital, Yuan Yao mentioned Yu'er and Manager Bai's affair to the Ninth Prince.
At that time, the Ninth Prince had Danqing retrieve the indenture and return it to Yu'er...
On Yuan Yao's fourth birthday, he invited everyone to dine at Baiweilou Restaurant.
Before dinner was over, at Yuan Yao's urging and in front of everyone, Manager Bai personally proposed marriage to the Ninth Prince, asking for Yu'er's hand in marriage.
The wedding is scheduled for the 20th of the twelfth lunar month.
Danqing warmed his hands and said slowly, "Yu'er's dowry includes two maids, two servants, two shops on Liuhe Street, one shop on Jinzun Street, a two-courtyard house, and ten acres of fertile land in the suburbs of Beijing..."
In addition, there are ten chests of jewelry, cloth, and silver…
In Daqi, such a scale was comparable to a wealthy family's wedding for their daughter.
Moreover, wealthy families may not necessarily be able to buy houses or shops in such prime locations...
Yuan Yao pondered for a moment and said to Dan Qing, "I'll add another 30,000 taels of silver for Yu'er!"
Danqing was stunned for a moment, and from the bottom of her heart, she was happy for Yu'er: "On behalf of Yu'er, this servant thanks the princess and His Highness!"
Yuan Yao smiled and said, "Sister Danqing, you have to work harder!"
Yu'er is a year younger than you, and she's already married. So, is it your turn next?
I'm waiting to drink your wedding wine!
Danqing's face was flushed crimson, yet she maintained the composure of a head maid of Qianhua Palace: "Princess, please don't make fun of me."
"This servant will spend the rest of her life by the side of the Princess and His Highness, and will not marry either of them."
“Not marrying? That won’t do!” Yuan Yao said seriously, “You’ve worked so hard for Father and for me all these years, it’s time for you to find your own happiness!”
“Princess…” Danqing opened her mouth, her eyes slightly red, “This servant never imagined that I would have to get married in this life…”
Yuan Yao reached out from under the blanket and grabbed Danqing's hands: "Sister Danqing, I hope that you, like Yu'er, will marry someone you love."
Danqing choked up, "This servant... will definitely try my best!"
Yuan Yao smiled brightly.
The 20th day of the twelfth lunar month.
Before dawn, Yuan Yao got up and urged Danqing to take her out of the palace.
The Ninth Prince rested his chin on one hand, lazily squinting his eyes, and asked, "Little Yao'er, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Yuan Yao hurriedly dressed: "Father, as a member of the maternal family, Yao'er must go and support Yu'er!"
The Ninth Prince chuckled.
Wasn't Yu'er's husband also from Qianhua Palace?
While letting Danqing wash her face, Yuan Yao took a moment to say, "Father, remember to go to the wedding banquet after you finish court!"
"I understand." The Ninth Prince smiled faintly, his eyes narrowed.
He personally oversaw the personnel and the overall situation.
Yuan Yao smiled and said, "Father, then Yao'er is leaving!"
The Ninth Prince said indulgently, "Yes, go ahead."
Before dawn, the carriage drove out of the palace gate.
The house where Yu'er got married was the one that the Ninth Prince gifted her.
As soon as Yuan Yao arrived, the servants greeted her joyfully: "This humble servant greets the Princess. Good morning, Princess."
Danqing glanced at Jing'er, who stepped forward and gave each of them ten taels of silver: "From now on, you must take good care of your mistress, remember?"
"I've got it!"
The two servants took the silver and happily welcomed the man inside.
Yu'er was wearing the wedding dress she had embroidered herself, and was letting the matchmaker do her hair and makeup.
Upon seeing Yuan Yao, Yu'er was about to stand up and bow.
Yuan Yao smiled brightly and asked Jing'er to help Yu'er sit down: "Today, you are the bride. The bride's responsibility is to look beautiful. Don't worry about anything else, and there's no need to be so formal!"
"Thank you, Princess." Yu'er blushed.
Yuan Yao laughed and teased, "Sister Yu'er looks so beautiful today! She'll definitely make Uncle Bai swoon!"
Yu'er was so embarrassed that she almost buried her face in her palms.
Just then, footsteps sounded outside.
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