Her Highness Doesn’t Want to Work Hard Anymore

When Gao Shan walked in with the decoction, he happened to see King Zhao and Hua Ruren hugging each other.

His hands trembled in fright, and he almost spilled the medicine.

Oh my mother, how did these two get together so early in the morning?

Even if you can't help it, you should send everyone out.

As for being so anxious?

Gao Shan lamented that the young people are really energetic, and at the same time offered the decoction respectfully.

Li Ji didn't overturn the soup this time.

He let go of Huamanman, took the decoction from Gao Shan's hand, and drank it expressionlessly.

Gao Shan tactfully led everyone out of the dining room.

When only Li Ji and Hua Manman were left in the room, Li Ji skillfully took out the detoxification pill, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it up like a bean.

When Li Ji raised his head, he saw Hua Manman looking at him without blinking.

He heard her heart clearly——

"Why did King Zhao drink the poisonous soup?"

Li Ji took a sip of the rice porridge without changing his face, and used the rice porridge to dilute the smell of medicine left in his mouth.

He explained slowly.

"This medicine was prescribed by the Imperial Physician Order, and the Imperial Physician Order was sent by the Emperor.

If the poisonous thing in the medicine is spread, the spearhead will definitely be pointed at the emperor,

However, the king knew that the matter was not done by the emperor, but someone was deliberately provoking the relationship between the king and the emperor.

This king can't let the other party get what he wants, so he can only stand still for the time being. "

Hua Manman seemed to realize something: "The prince is planning to pretend to be poisoned, so that the people behind the scenes will relax their vigilance, and then take advantage of his unpreparedness to catch him out once and for all."

Li Ji smiled, "It's not pretending. This king is really poisoned. The detoxification pill can only alleviate the poison, but cannot completely eliminate it."

Hua Manman slightly opened his eyes wide, looking at him in disbelief.

Li Ji: "The person who poisoned him is not stupid. On the contrary, he is very shrewd. He cannot be fooled by acting alone. Only when the king is really poisoned will he believe that his plan has succeeded."

Hua Manman clicked his tongue: "The price you paid for doing this is too high."

Li Ji smiled indifferently and said: "There is a saying in the art of war, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs."

Hua Manman suddenly realized when he was halfway through the meal.

Why did King Zhao, who never took her seriously, be willing to tell her such an important thing suddenly?

Could it be that he was stimulated by something?

Li Ji heard her voice, but acted as if he hadn't heard anything.

He told her so much just to test and see if she was trustworthy?

If she can't even keep this little secret, then she won't be worth staying by his side in the future, and he will find any reason to send her to the west courtyard, where she will fend for herself.

If Hua Manman had the ability to read minds, she would definitely choose to reveal the secret without hesitation when she heard the voice of King Zhao at this moment, so that she could go to the West Courtyard to be a salted fish waiting to die with peace of mind.

However, she has no mind reading skills.

She didn't know that a great opportunity to be a salted fish was in front of her.

She even secretly reminded herself that she must not reveal King Zhao's secrets, lest she will be killed.

After breakfast, Gao Shan came to report.

"My lord, the sage sent an order from the imperial physician to diagnose your pulse."

Li Ji spat out the mouthwash, took the silk handkerchief from the maid, wiped the corner of his mouth, and said casually.

"Let him in."

Soon the gray-haired imperial physician Ling walked in, followed by a young apprentice.

After the two masters and apprentices greeted King Zhao, they skillfully took out tools and began to diagnose King Zhao's pulse.