After being forced into the palace, I became the tyrant's favorite

The couple kept persuading him to eat meat, but Wen Yao kept an eye out for it, and every time he found a reason to push it away, there must be something added to the meat, maybe it was poison or something else.

In short, he just lowered his head to pick up the rice, and after eating a few mouthfuls of food, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and when he was dizzy, the Wen family stopped. Before Wen Yao could make a sound, he lay down softly. Wen Sheng clapped his hands and called a few servants , "You change the third young master's clothes and send him to the carriage."

Several people took the order and went out quickly with Wen Yao on their shoulders.

The maid changed into women's clothes, combed Wen Yao's hair in a girl's bun, put on a hairpin, and called the three people outside the door to come in. Taking advantage of the lack of people, she secretly transported Wen Yao away.

Wen's house, study room.

Wen Sheng opened the letter sent by his second daughter, it said that she had arrived safely, please take care of yourself, don't read.

After reading it, I twisted the letter paper and burned it in the copper elephant pattern incense burner, and the green smoke immediately curled up.

Jiang Sushang asked: "How is Zier?"

"Very well, we've arrived. Don't worry about someone serving Madam." Wen Sheng turned to stare at her, with a little tenderness in his eyes.

This man seems to really like Jiang Sushang.

The two looked at each other and rested on the couch in the study.

After some hard work, Jiang Sushang suddenly mentioned what happened this morning, "I didn't notice it on weekdays, but Wen Yao has changed. In the past, it would be as difficult to fool as it is today. If it wasn't for wiping the drug in the bowl in advance, what happened today would be difficult." done."

"For the sake of my husband, will he blame us when he wakes up?" Wen Sheng asked himself in a low voice, as if his conscience had suddenly dawned on him.

Jiang Sushang's heart turned cold, and he said on the face: "Even if it's strange, what can be done, it's impossible to imagine. This time, there are several ladies entering the palace. Are there still few concubines in the palace? There are noble concubines under pressure. These people want to see the emperor. I’m afraid I won’t have a chance in my life.”

Wen Sheng's brows still did not loosen, he always felt that things would not be so simple.

The sun is setting, the clouds are covering the rays of the sun, and the sky is getting darker.

Chang San couldn't wait any longer to look for the young master, but was arrested by a few servants before he walked too far. The leading man said fiercely, "It's him! Madam ordered him to be locked up in the woodshed."

Three big men picked up Chang San and went to demolish the house. Chang San kept struggling, "Let go! Let me go, you can't treat me like this, I'm going to find the young master, where did you get my young master?!"

In the East Garden, Jiang Sushang held a white jade teacup, put it under her lips and blew gently, took a sip gracefully, and listened to the report from the old slave in front of her: "The old slave has completed the matter that Madam asked, and that boy Chang San is already in the woodshed. "

"Send someone to guard." After Jiang Sushang finished speaking, his eyes darkened.

In the majestic and majestic imperial palace, in the imperial study room, a man knelt on one knee in front of the desk. The man above him had bright eyes, handsome eyes, pursed lips, sharp brows and eyes, and a piercing aura spread across the room. In the hall, the powerful aura makes people breathless.

That is the innate majesty of the emperor.

The man below didn't dare to look Longyan squarely, he bowed his head and said respectfully, "Return to the emperor, the members of the Wen family have entered the palace."

The Son of Heaven said oh, and the ending sound rose, captivating.

The heart of the man below trembled, and he didn't dare to vent his breath, fearing that the emperor would be angry.

"Go and check, who can get in."

The man complied and retreated lightly.

He couldn't understand how the emperor would not know who was entering the palace with so many eyeliners outside the Wen residence.

Immediately felt that I was being teased.

He shrugged his shoulders, performed Qinggong and flew to Qianheju...

Wen Yao was dizzy when he woke up, and for a moment, he thought he had gone back.

Just now, he had a dream.

In the dream, he was wearing an oxygen mask and an infusion tube. The ECG monitor displayed the pressure, pulse rate, and oxygen concentration. All parameters were normal, but he did not wake up for a long time.

He heard his mother weep uncontrollably.

Wen Yao floated in the air and quietly blushed.

He saw his father comforting his mother, and his elder brother also looked sad.

He has been doted on by his family since he was a child, and his brothers and friends are respectful, that's probably the case.

Now that the two worlds are separated, Wen Yao feels a little sad.

After digesting the dream, Fang Duan measured his surroundings.

Compared with Wen's dilapidated side courtyard, this place is considered luxurious and rich, enough to make him want to remove a few shining golden pillars.

Looking around, realizing that something was wrong, I looked down——

Crack!What did he see!

Light purple skirt?

He vaguely remembered the scene when he had dinner with Wen's couple and was unable to get down.

My heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition spread in my heart. Could it be that he was sent into the... palace by Wen and Jiang? !

Wen Yao turned around inside the house and opened the door. There was no guard outside the house, and he didn't know the way to the palace, so he decided to familiarize himself with the environment tonight and make plans tomorrow.

He can't stay in the palace for a long time, he still needs to make money, he needs a small coffers, how can he be content with the status quo, being confined in a big iron cage! ?

What's more, he is still worried about Chang San, Jiang Sushang has a vicious mind, and he will take revenge. Now that he has entered the palace, he will deal with Chang San in the future.

According to Jiang Sushang's temperament, it is estimated that Chang San will be imprisoned.Wen Yao was so worried that he had to escape from the palace as soon as possible, rescue Chang San, and then hide his name and go out to seek a living.

Jingdu can't stay anymore, after all, under Wen Sheng's nose, he will find them sooner or later with his contacts and means.

Wen Yao sat at the round nanmu table, resting his face in one hand, lost in thought.

Not long after, there was a woman in front of the house, Qiao Yong, who said: "The young master is awake?"

"Who's outside?" Wen Yao asked loudly.

The man said timidly again, "Greetings to the young master, my servant Zhichun is sent by the Shang Palace Bureau to serve the young master."

"Come in." Wen Yao said.

"Crunch" sounded, and Wen Yao looked at the court lady in front of her, but she was just like the moon, wearing a light yellow skirt, lowering her head and staring at the ground.

"Your name is Zhichun?"

Zhichun raised his head slightly, not daring to look directly at Wen Yao, and said cautiously: "My servant Zhichun has seen the young master."

Wen Yao responded lightly, did not give other orders, and Zhichun did not dare to leave rashly, and only after waiting for a while did Wen Yao say: "When is the meal in the palace?"

Zhichun smiled lightly and said, "Your master, are you hungry?"

Wen Yao nodded slightly. If he didn't know where the kitchen was, he would have eaten something, but the palace kitchen should not be easy to enter.

"The imperial dining room has prepared food, but it will take half an hour for the palace people to deliver it."

Well, half an hour is an hour, which means he will be hungry for another hour.

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