Chapter 1187:

  Chapter 1187

Ning Yue's emotions were not affected in the slightest, and she said neither humble nor overbearing: "Concubine Yu and the fourth prince have become more affectionate after they got married. Leading the army to go out, the princess of the enemy country shot straight into the chest with a sword. Thanks to the invulnerable soft armor, the fourth prince was unscathed. The two married sweetly, and Concubine Yu never felt betrayal. It was just a certain year, the peace talks between the two countries, the four princes In order to conceal his identity, the prince pretended to be an **** and accompanied the accompanying ranks. The emperor found out the adultery between Concubine Yu and the eunuch, but in fact they were a pair of fake couples. The emperor did not know the truth of the matter, so he gave him The two of you have a glass of Concubine Yu wine."

   Speaking of this, Ning Yue's eyes paused, and he looked fearlessly at Wang Bolan's four eyes in Nanjiang: "It's poisonous, Concubine Yu's wine."

  The cup of King Nanjiang fell to the ground with a bang!

  Xiao Dezi turned pale in shock, and rushed out of Concubine Liu Gui's bedroom.

  …

  Xuan Yin has already returned to the Chang'an Palace. Regarding his sudden departure, everyone guessed that he was trying to save Ning Yue, and their eyes were a little confused. They had already heard that Sikong Shuo was at odds with the Xuan family, so why did they run faster than a rabbit when they heard that Princess Yinjun had an accident? Look at Rong Lin's nephew in name, he hasn't even had time to make a move yet.

   "I have some misunderstandings with the Xuan family. If something happens to Princess Yinjun under my nose, I won't be able to clear it up by jumping into the Yellow River."

  After he said this, everyone was relieved.

  Rong Lin approached him: "Is my sister alright?"

   Xuanyin smiled lightly: "Your aunt is very well."

   "Hmph" Rong Lin turned his face away.

  While speaking, a delicate-looking maid came in with drinks and cakes: "Slaves send greetings to your Highnesses, and send greetings to the envoys."

  King Xuan smiled: "It's Bai Rui, what are you doing here in Chang'an Hall when you're not serving the emperor?"

  The palace lady named Bai Rui said softly: "Your Majesty knows that His Highness and the envoys have worked hard, so he specially ordered the servants to make some fresh pastries and send them here, as well as a pot of pear blossom stuffing."

   King Xuan's eyes lit up: "There is pear blossom stuffing?"

   Only the empress and the East Palace were qualified to take this thing. He had been greedy for countless times, but he didn't dare to ask for it in front of his father. This time, his father gave it so generously!

  It seems that the father has great determination for this peace talk, well, the matter of Princess Deqing cannot be neglected, definitely not!

Rong Lin pouted: "It's Pear Blossom Noodles again, I almost vomited." For them, Pear Blossom Noodles are a rare thing, but they can't stop the King of Nanjiang from rewarding the queen and prince. Drink, give it to Rong Qing; the crown prince doesn't drink, give it all to Huangfuyan sisters, Huangfuyan seeks Rongqing to steal from him, so he must contribute something. Since he was a child, he has never stopped pear blossom stuffing.

  Bai Rui poured a glass for the second prince Xuan Wang, the third prince Qi Wang, the fourth prince Zhong Wang, and the sixth prince En Wang. Knowing that Rong Qing didn't drink, she skipped him and poured a glass for Rong Lin.

  Rong Lin took a sip and smacked his lips: "It's not bad, you have a taste." He sent it to Rong Qing's lips, regardless of whether Rong Qing disliked him or not.

  Rong Qing didn't bother to talk to him, so he turned his face away.

   "Hey, don't be angry with me, I'll make amends for you." Rong Lin pressed the pear blossom brew to his lips. If possible, he really wanted to get Rong Qing drunk and "exercise on the spot".

  Rong Qing still tasted a little bit of pear blossom stuffing, the taste was light, nothing unusual.

  The moment Bai Rui turned around, she pressed the top of the pot and poured the last cup into Xuanyin's cup: "Master Zhongchang, please."

   Xuanyin picked up the pear blossom wine.

  (end of this chapter)