[If my luck value is really negative today, I shouldn’t go out! ]
[The dog tyrant is so miserable, he can't even eat in peace! ]
[However, who on earth is so bold as to put poison in his breakfast? He must be a talented person! ]
[Ah, what time is it, why am I still worried about the dog tyrant? ]
[Oh my, what should I do? Ah, I got it…]
The next moment, Si Muqiao replied softly.
"Your Majesty, the porridge is too hot, so I left it here to dry for a while. It's ready now."
Seeing Si Muqiao approaching him step by step with the bowl of poisoned porridge, Murong Qingli's sharp and cold gaze also fell on him.
Oh, so what even if the poison in the porridge was not put there by Lady Si?
Didn't she want to kill him a long time ago and then support a well-behaved and obedient new emperor?
Look, now she can't wait for him to die.
He swore that if Si Muqiao dared to hand the bowl of porridge to him, he would immediately throw the porridge at her face and send someone to drag her down and chop her to death.
Unfortunately, he didn't wait until Si Muqiao was within three steps of him.
Si Muqiao rolled his eyes, his body trembled, and then he fell to the ground.
As for the bowl of poisonous porridge, it naturally fell to the ground.
"Ah, Your Majesty, please forgive me! What happened to me just now?"
"I was clearly trying to serve your majesty some porridge, but why did my eyes suddenly go dark and I fainted?"
"Your Majesty, I am disfigured. I hope Your Majesty will allow me to go back and bathe and change clothes."
Murong Qingli couldn't help but twitch his lips as he watched the acting genius Si Muqiao's performance.
This beautiful lady Si is really good at acting!
When he fainted, he did not forget to turn around a little, sprinkled some of the millet porridge on himself, and then threw the bowl aside inconspicuously.
In this way, the broken pieces of the bowl would not prick her while she was fainted.
Then she took the opportunity to change her clothes and leave.
What a good plan.
"Yes, it's settled."
Even though he felt angry and amused, after seeing her messy dress, Murong Qingli decided to let her go back.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will take my leave."
Si Muqiao let out a sigh of relief calmly and retreated towards the door.
Why did she suddenly feel that this tyrant was actually not that bad?
Is it true that he can’t understand what people say as the legend says?
Should she also remind the dog tyrant not to eat that bowl of millet porridge?
"By the way, Your Majesty, I have something important to say."
"Um?"
"Your Majesty, please don't eat that portion of millet porridge."
"I was just fainted by the millet porridge that night. I'm afraid it's poisonous."
After finishing speaking, Si Muqiao quickly stepped out of the Yangxin Palace, called Tangyuan and left.
In the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Guo Fu, who had been serving Murong Qingli during meals, took a few steps forward after hearing what Si Muqiao had said, and then took out a silver needle to measure the millet porridge.
Soon, the tip of the silver needle turned black.
Guo Fu was immediately horrified and said, "Your Majesty, this porridge is really poisonous."
Upon hearing this, Murong Qingli's face suddenly became very gloomy.
He exuded a strong aura of hostility and tyranny.
The voice was cold with a hint of violence.
"Someone, call the imperial physician for me!"
"Send the Imperial Guards to surround the Imperial Kitchen, and detain all those who delivered the meal just now."
"By the way, go call Feng Liuyu over!"
"Yes, I'll go right away." Guo Fu bent over, lowered his head, and retreated tremblingly.
He was actually wondering deep down.
How did that beautiful lady smell that the millet porridge was poisonous?
Since Lady Si said that, doesn't that make her very suspicious?
Given your Majesty's suspicious and irritable nature, why didn't you order someone to drag Lady Sima down and chop her off, and instead let her leave?
However, he would not dare to say these words even if he had a hundred times the courage.
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