Fall In Love With A Substitute

Feng Yuexian's idea was originally a temporary idea, she really hasn't figured out what the bet is.

She fingered and manipulated the chess piece subconsciously, her fingertips brushed the side of the chess piece's arc, and her eyes fell on Song Pianli's smooth forehead.

Feng Yuexian thought of the golden tassel that fell on her forehead.

The glue melted by Song Pianli, the peach blossoms with fragrant dew——

She turned her eyes away, her throat slightly hoarse:

"Just bet..."

"Ok?"

"Here's a bet. Those who lose will try on the new clothes sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs one by one, including the top ones."

Feng Yuexian made amends: "Yinxue urged me to try summer clothes, I'm impatient, if you lose, just replace me."

Song Pianlu was startled, then laughed.

It's true that Feng Yuexian doesn't pay much attention to clothing and jewelry, but the foundation is there, even if he doesn't bother, he can wear everything with stunning charm.

But no matter how hot Yinxue is, she doesn't dare to urge her master to try on new clothes.

Presumably, Feng Yuexian himself knew that this bet was nothing more than a joke, so he made a bet like a joke, which was suitable for both sides.

"Okay." Song Pianle responded with a smile.

Feng Yuexian was about to say something more, when Yinxue, whom she used as an excuse, came, holding a mother-of-pearl peony square tray with Ru kiln dishes on top, and the voice was crisp and clear:

"Master, all blessings."

"Earlier, the small kitchen made butterfly noodles and won the crown prince's reward, but they were so happy. Today, I presented dim sum again. This is to ask for the reward."

Previously, the Eastern Palace had only one sick and weak master, who relied on light health preservation for everything, and Feng Yue didn't come here for a while after she was free.

After Feng Yuexian ate for a few days, she seemed to have lost her appetite and ate less.

After Song Pianlu noticed it, she asked Xueqing to go to the small kitchen to inform her, and by the way, she found a pastry called Butterfly Noodles from her memory to eat, and asked them to make it like that.

The butterfly noodles are served, the skin is thin, I don't know what kind of vegetable juice is used to dye it, there are green lines on the butterfly wings, it is extremely delicate.When floating in the steaming soup, it is like a butterfly flapping its wings and flying lightly.

Feng Yuexian used two bowls in a row that day, and he didn't miss half a butterfly, obviously he liked it very much.

Seeing that she likes it, Song Pianlu made the decision to appreciate the small kitchen.I wanted to come to the small kitchen to estimate the master's preferences, and developed it more carefully, and only then did I come out with today's product.

"What is it?"

Yinxue put the plate on the table. It was originally a pastry, but it was also made into a butterfly shape, which has the same effect as butterfly noodles.

The pastry is the size of a palm, and it is layer upon layer of crisp. When you get close, you can smell a faint milky fragrance.

Song Pianlu suddenly remembered that she had seen similar pastries in another world.

There is one person who really, really likes to eat.

Fans of love to eat know it clearly and clearly, the manager Luo Chun regards it as a big enemy, the assistants of other houses help buy coffee every day, and Liu Lele goes to the pastry shop most often——

"Try it first? I don't know what this thing is called. The servant told them that you usually don't like sweets. The small kitchen is afraid that you don't like it, so I won't bother to name it."

Yinxue's voice was as crisp as a bird's cry, interrupting Song Pianlu's thoughts.

She lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes cast small shadows on her cheeks.

Song Pianlu suddenly felt tired.

Maybe this body is really easy to get tired.

She put down the book, and got up to go back to the bed curtain to take a nap.

Feng Yuexian was already eating snacks in that room.

"It tastes good." Feng Yuexian took another bite, perhaps the dim sum was so crispy that even Song Pianliu could hear the crackling sound of the thin crisps exploding between his lips and teeth.

"Eh? You don't like sweets too much?" Yinxue suddenly said, "It seems that the appearance of this dim sum suits your eyes."

"You will find a reason." Feng Yuexian didn't explain anything, but just cursed with a smile.

The conversation on the other end reached Song Pianlu's ears, she turned around and was about to leave quietly without disturbing Feng Yuexian's interest in tasting delicacies.

"If His Highness likes it, you don't need to change your taste, you can get the reward directly."

"The name hasn't been decided yet?" Feng Yue said leisurely, it sounded like the dim sum in his mouth was getting crisper.

"Yes."

"It's called Butterfly Cake."

Song Pina's heart missed a beat, she subconsciously stopped, and suddenly looked back.

In front of the table, Feng Yuexian has a graceful figure, with slender fingers, only half of the dessert in her hand is left, and the crumbs fall between her fingers like jade crumbs.

Song Pianxuan could only see her beautiful and charming side face, but soon, Feng Yuexian turned his head while looking around, and the stars were shining in his eyes like a warm sun:

"Would you like to try it?"

Song Pianliu stood on the spot, her lips pursed slightly.

Over there, Yinxue laughed: "Your Highness, I'm afraid it's not because of the butterfly noodles that the name of the Butterfly Cake came up, right? It's easy to tell that it's a family."

"Is it worthy of the name?" Feng Yue said lazily.

She didn't know why, seeing this appearance, she thought it should be called Butterfly Crisp.Maybe it's the reason Yinxue said, there is a butterfly in front of her, and it looks like a butterfly, so it is quite normal to call her Butterfly Crisp.

Song Pianliu understood.

It was so.

It was a coincidence.

Song Pian said: "I don't need it, some people are sleepy, take a rest."

Feng Yuexian was about to ask in detail, when the drinker came quickly, and it seemed that things had progressed.

Sprinkling gold and lightly pulling down the bed curtain, she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

"09."

"Host." 09 responded quickly.

Song Pianlu was quiet for a while before asking: "People from the small world will not appear in another small world, will they?"

"Yes." 09 said decisively, "The small worlds we came to are all of the same level, belonging to different time and space, and there is no way to open channels between small worlds."

"Yeah." Song Pianli paused, and her voice was softer, "Can I inquire about the status of the mission objects in the world?"

Isn't this just asking Lin Qinglu?

09 automatically translated, feeling a little unclear in her heart, feeling like an adult, but unfortunately, she said in a low voice:

"After leaving the world, it cannot be queried."

09 waited, but did not wait until the host continued to speak.She had an inexplicable intuition that the host was not asleep, thought about it with her head in her arms, and hurriedly said:

"But the last world was running very healthy, and we haven't received any follow-up abnormal notifications here. The host can rest assured that Lin—the task subject must be doing well."

Another long silence.

"Thank you, 09."

After Song Qu left Yixi Palace, he summoned his cronies and asked, "Is Feng Yuexian in Qianqing Palace today?"

"Return to Your Highness, no."

The confidant knows what the master thinks, he earnestly said:

"In the past few days, the Crown Princess has not been in the Qing Palace every day. It is rare for the Crown Prince to be injured in anger in the Hall of Mental Cultivation today. The Crown Princess is accompanying the East Palace, and has not gone to the Qing Palace to serve the sick."

"Today the Crown Princess is stumbling, perhaps this is the best time, I hope His Highness will act decisively!"

Why didn't Song Qu understand this truth, especially the loss he suffered in Qianqing Palace before, which taught him a painful lesson.

Moreover, the longer the rumor spread, it would be harmful to the Xi family and to him, the prince who was born in the Xi family.

Saving Xi Qingyan is for the Xi family and for himself.

Song Qu made up his mind: "Get up and go back to Wude Hall."

"Your Highness—"

"There are still some preparations to be made." Song Qu's eyes were dark, like gray and damp clouds, "This crisis is serious, and Feng Yuexian is watching over it, so we can't plan it slowly, so we must hit it once."

The confidant seems to feel something.

Song Qu returned to Wude Hall, and immediately asked someone to bring a portion of stewed soup from the imperial dining room.

There is no small kitchen in the Hall of Martial Virtue. After staying for a while, he changed into his robes and prepared to go out.

Qi Baozhu personally served him and tied a jade pendant on him: "Your Highness... are you going to the Qianqing Palace to fulfill your filial piety?"

"Hmm." Song Qu responded casually.

"Your Highness has worked hard."

Qi Baozhu said, the jade pendant in his hand hadn't been fastened for a long time, Song Qu was a little impatient, and just about to wave her away, the wind of his palm was brought to Qi Baozhu's face, when he suddenly remembered something, his hand stopped abruptly.

He stroked Qi Baozhu's side cheek, pinched her chin, and forced her to look up at him for a moment.

"Your Highness..." Qi Baozhu looked at him without blinking.

"You can go with me to Qianqing Palace." Song Qu smiled, very gentle, "Go to the father's bed and show your filial piety."

"Yes." Qi Baozhu feigned hesitation and paused before agreeing.

Song Qu let her go with satisfaction, turned around and left first.

Qi Baozhu's palms were slippery, and only then did he take a light breath.

Song Qu actually let her go with her!

A trace of madness flashed in Qi Baozhu's eyes, and the corners of her lips raised silently. She also wanted to thank Song Qu for giving her the opportunity. She was really looking forward to it——

Looking forward to seeing Song Qu's end with his own eyes.

When the confidant saw Qi Baozhu boarding the chariot together, he was a little puzzled.

Song Qu has his own ideas.

Although he had done this many times, no one could notice the abnormality, but when Feng Yuexian entered the palace, it was like another wolf, tiger and leopard entered the arena, the situation was very different from before.

He brought Qi Baozhu with him, which would add another layer of protection.

In case Yan Yuexian causes something bad, or other accidents, just gently push Qi Baozhu out——

Thinking of this, Song Qu glanced at Qi Baozhu, with hypocritical pity and tenderness in his eyes.

Qi Baozhu seemed to be ignorant, and sat obediently beside him.

How pitiful, Song Qu thought amusedly.

When they arrived at Qianqing Palace, Feng Yuexian was indeed not there.Song Qu brought Qi Baozhu and made up soup, and inside was He Jieyu, who was serving the sick.

Seeing the prince coming, He Jieyu hastily gave up the waiting position in front of the bed.

He Jieyu has always been weak, Song Qu didn't put her in his eyes, just glanced at her, and then focused on the emperor.

"Father, are you okay? My son and concubine Qi have come to serve you."

"It's okay." The emperor tried hard to make a sound.

He Jieyu who was at the side whispered softly: "Before now, I was still saying that Donggong wanted to celebrate the emperor's birthday and add some joy, so the emperor's dragon body must be getting better and better."

It's the East Palace again.

"The emperor's brother and sister-in-law have a heart." Song Qu turned and said, "Although the minister does not have a good wife to work hard for, but the Qi side concubine is quite clever. She is good at cooking soup, and she personally cooks for you, the emperor."

The emperor raised his eyes to look at Qi Baozhu, his face twitched twice: "Well, not bad."

Song Qu's eyes flashed, and he ordered: "Master Qi, hurry up and serve the emperor's soup yourself."

Qi Baozhu should do so, obediently filled a bowl of soup, and sat down on the side of the bed.

The rich smell of chicken soup floated in the Qianqing Palace, and the aroma was so tangy that the emperor was obviously a little moved, and his eyes fell on the soup bowl.

Qi Shi only stirred the chicken soup, but did not feed it into the emperor's mouth.

Song Qu urged: "Wan Mo let it cool down, and seriously hurt the emperor's spleen and stomach."

Qi Baozhu stopped the porcelain spoon in his hand, turned to look at Song Qu, his lips squirmed slightly, and there was a different emotion in his eyes, like deep-seated hatred, but also like joyful anticipation.

Qi Baozhu is different!

Song Qu noticed it almost immediately, before he could figure out what the anomaly was, Qi Baozhu knelt down under the bed trembling, his knees slammed on the ground, and his cries were worse than the impact.

"No...I can't do it...Royal father, the second prince poisoned your dragon body with medicine! Quickly see his true face!"

Song Qu stared wide-eyed: "Qi family! What are you talking nonsense!"

Qi Baozhu's face was full of tears, she didn't look behind her at all, she looked up at the old emperor's face, and said anxiously:

"The second prince is the daughter-in-law's husband, and the daughter-in-law's heaven. He has a destiny, and the daughter-in-law dare not disobey. But you are the true destiny, and you are the heaven of everyone. The daughter-in-law came from the Qi family and was taught by her father since she was a child. The husband let the daughter-in-law poison you." Father, my daughter-in-law can't do it!"

As soon as these words came out, all the servants in Qianqing Palace knelt down on the ground, and He Jieyu was no exception.

There was a dead silence in the hall.

The face of the old man on the dragon couch was dead, but his eyes could still convey emotion.Unbelievable, angry and painful, as well as a trace of doubt were revealed in his cloudy pupils—

But no matter what, for his son and daughter-in-law to make such an incident during his illness, it is an offense to his Tianwei, and it is an unforgivable sin!

The old emperor stared intently at Song Qu.

Song Qu was shouting angrily: "Come here, Mrs. Qi is crazy, take her to the hospital for treatment!"

The emperor raised his hand with difficulty, and when it fell due to lack of strength, it seemed to be smashed hard, making a dull sound. His voice was more like thunder, short and powerful:

"Come, call, call the imperial doctor."

"Yes."

The eunuch commander stood up tremblingly, and separated Song Qu and Qi Baozhu from the dragon bed. At this time, his eyes were not friendly and flattering, they were clearly vigilant:

"Which is right and which is wrong, we have to wait for the imperial doctor to test the decoction."

Song Qu was in chaos, he didn't even have time to think about why Qi Baozhu knew his secret, the current predicament had occupied all his thoughts——

Destroy the evidence!

He turned his head, only to see that the eunuch commander took away the soup bowl from Qi Baozhu's hand, and on the other side, the soup jar full of criminal evidence had already been firmly guarded by the palace attendant.

Song Qu felt icy cold from his feet.

This game is over, and he is the turtle in the urn.

Finally, his eyes fell on Qi Baozhu's face.

Qi Baozhu looked at her so similarly, how pitiful, that was written in her eyes, and what's more, it was monstrous hatred.

He thought Qi Baozhu would use it for him, but in the end, it was Qi Baozhu who pushed him into the bottomless abyss.

Song Qu raised his neck and swallowed with difficulty, but there was a wildfire burning in his belly, manic and tormented.

He can only hope now that the people in Taitai Hospital can't find out the medicine——

There was another time before when he overdosed his father with an overdose of medicine, which caused some abnormalities, and the secret medicine was not easy to find out. Many imperial doctors had never seen it before, so those who came didn't know that time. They only said that his father was worried about state affairs and was overworked.

Later, the father's body gradually disappeared, and the matter was left alone.

This time, let God favor me again——

The imperial doctor came very fast, unreasonably fast, and the person who came was still sentenced by the imperial hospital.

Song Qu was in a trance for a while, his head was befuddled.

The court judged: "All blessings, Your Majesty, I was going to the East Palace to ask for pulse, but I heard that the Emperor's dragon body is ill, so I came here in another way."

The eunuch leader hurriedly led him to look at the soup pot. The court judge carefully inspected it, and did not know how many methods were used to make Song Quxin lift it up again and again.

In the end, it has already mentioned the eyes of the throat, hanging high.

Finally, the court judge closed the lid of the soup pot, looked at the emperor on the dragon bed, and bent deeply:

"Report to Your Majesty, this soup contains Zhuolin seeds, which is the secret medicine of the previous dynasty, which can make people confused and dizzy, and want everything they want from the person in front of them."

"This secret medicine endangers the five viscera. Your majesty is bedridden now. If you take this medicine again, the consequences will be unimaginable. Fortunately, you didn't take it. This is the blessing of Dali!"

Song Qu's high-hanging heart fell down, his body was smashed to pieces, and his blood was piercingly cold.

He struggles at the end:

"You open your mouth is the secret medicine of the previous court. Few people know about this kind of thing, so you can judge it with empty words?"

He looked at the old emperor with pleading and fawning eyes: "Father, how could my son harm you!"

The emperor didn't look at him at all.

The emperor stared at the soup pot, his voice hoarse: "How did you recognize it?"

The court judge said calmly and firmly:

"Originally, I don't know, but ten years ago, I ran into Sun Qing, a great scholar in Xishan. By chance, I talked about medicine. He gave me the notes of the former imperial physician."

"Everything in it is the same as the cognition of this dynasty. I believe that Zhuolinzi is no exception."

The court judged with a strong voice: "If the second prince doesn't believe it, he can bring a death row prisoner from the prison to test the medicine, and there should be a conclusion."

Sun Qing...

Sun Qing is Feng Yuexian's master!

Song Qu seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, his expression was no longer calm, his body shook so badly that he almost vomited blood.

In the end, everything was Feng Yuexian's setup!