Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

Suddenly, Emperor Qianyu turned his questioning gaze to Jiang Xianjing: "Your son-in-law, what do you think?"

Jiang Xian raised his wine glass in surprise, and toasted the first glass of Emperor Qianyu's night banquet: "I would like to follow the arrangement of my father-in-law."

"Okay, okay..." Emperor Qianyu raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, the smile on his face was even bigger.

The palace maid served hangover tea, and Emperor Qianyu stared at him: "I don't know you, haven't you seen me drinking with your son-in-law? Send it to your son-in-law first."

"Your Majesty, I dare not be my son-in-law." Jiang Xianjing nodded slightly.

Emperor Qianyu waved lightly: "It's okay..."

Jiang Xianjing had no choice but to take it, and put the hangover soup in front of Qian Zuisheng.

Li Huai looked at Emperor Qianyu meaningfully.

Ah Xiang and Lei Wu were having a good drink, but they didn't notice this side.

The hangover soup was dark, and Qian Zuisheng only glanced at it, then his eyebrows were drawn into a straight line, and he was slowly pushed back by Jiang Xianjing.

Jiang Xian suppressed a smile in his throat: "You just drank too much wine, just take a sip, okay?"

Qian Zuisheng propped his chin, his complexion got better after the blood exchange, his whole body was radiant, with smiles on his brows and eyes: "I'll drink your milk tea."

Jiang Xian was startled and would not obey.

The two identical jade bowls touched lightly.

Jiang Xian gulped down the dark bowl of hangover soup in one gulp.

Qian Zuisheng's hand secretly poked over a candied fruit from under the table, and Jiang Xian lowered his head and swallowed it in shock.

The tip of the tongue deliberately swept across Qian Zuisheng's fingertips.

Qian Zui let out a "hiss".

With a twinkle in his eyes, there was a way to pay back to Jiang Xianjing.

He smiled and drank the milk tea under Jiang Xian's shocked gaze, the white foam blurred a thin line on his upper lip.

Qian Zuisheng tilted his head at an angle that only Jiang Xianjing could see, and as he did countless times before, the tip of his tongue traced the line little by little...

Jiang Xian's shock has never been teased.

But today's Xian Jing was very different, the familiar light in Qian Zuisheng's eyes disappeared quickly before it had time to light up.

Instead, there were furrowed brows and cold sweat on the forehead.

Qian Zuisheng took Jiang Xianjing into his arms with a stride: "Xianjing, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Xian was in unspeakable pain, his right hand tightly covering his heart, his left hand tremblingly pointed at the sobering soup bowl on the table: "Poison...beware of poison..."

Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of black blood drew a long arc in front of Qian Zuisheng's eyes, and hit the floor tiles of the Jade Hall like raindrops.

Qian Zuisheng's head was booming, and he lost the ability to think in an instant.

The crimson eyes were fixed on Qian Yudi who was sitting on the throne.

Ah Xiang stumbled over, snatched Jiang Xianjing from Qian Zuisheng's hand, and walked out of the hall without saying a word.

Emperor Qianyu panicked, and looked at Li Huai with a pair of fox eyes in a panic.

Li Huai was still calm: "Come here, take down the deposed prince."

Emperor Qianyu immediately understood that Li Huai was trying to blame Qianye Ran: "Nizi, you must be harboring resentment and trying to poison the prince to make the two countries turn against each other. You have a vicious heart, come here, come here, take it quickly!" Down!"

Qian Yudi's flustered roar was particularly ear-piercing, making one's hair stand on end in the empty hall.

From the tragic death of concubine Tian to the murdered Li family, and now, Qianye, who was deposed for no reason, was pushed out as a shield.

When Emperor Qianyu abandoned his dear ones, he was always handy and merciless.

It seemed that these people were not his flesh and blood relatives, but rather emotionless pawns.

The panicked Chiba Ran was quickly escorted over.

The situation changed suddenly, and the Jiangling Qianyu people who were happy and harmonious as a family just now had become completely separated from each other.

Li Qiao took advantage of the chaos to send out a signal, and everyone knew that the Jiangling army would be overwhelmed by dark clouds in a short while.

Jiangling's generals surrounded Ah Xiang and walked out, not even letting Qian Zuisheng approach him.

Mo Zhuang's face was fierce, Li Qiao's long sword was shining with silver light, and even Lei Wu's eyes were full of disappointment when he saw Qian Zuisheng.

Everyone's eyes were not blind, and the two of them were still drinking sober soup with affection one moment, and Jiang Xianjing became seriously poisoned the next moment.

The ghost knows whether Qianzui's voice is innocent or not.

The kingship is alluring, and anything nasty can happen.

Jiang Xian was shocked to see Qian Zuisheng's face fading away through Ah Xiang's white robe.

He wanted to say it's okay, you're not to blame for all of this, but he was short of breath and didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

Wei Su hurriedly followed out of the hall: "Wait a minute, my lord, there is a misunderstanding here!"

While speaking, the soldiers of Qianyu Kingdom had already surrounded everyone in Jiangling.

Li Qiao pointed his sword at Wei Su, Wei Su showed no fear: "General Li, please listen to me, all this must be a misunderstanding."

Wei Cang's disappointed eyes glanced at Emperor Qianyu.

Li Huailu sneered triumphantly: "General Wei, think about it carefully, if the prince walks out of this door today, our Qianyu Kingdom will really be destroyed."

"Jiangling lost the two princes, how can Emperor Dajiang be kind? Li Huai, what is your intention?" Wei Cang shouted, "Your Majesty, if the skin is not protected, how will the hair be overthrown?"

Qian Yudi trembled all over.

Li Huai raised his hand and said, "Your Majesty is wise, the prince is extremely poisoned, I think that he should stay in Qianyu Country for treatment immediately, as for other things, we will discuss later."

"Yes, heal, heal."

Emperor Qian Yu cast his eyes on Qian Zuisheng, but Qian Zuisheng didn't look at him.

Jiang Xianjing was hugged horizontally by Ah Xiang, his face was so pale that he was about to pass away at any time, Ah Xiang's robe was blood red, and Jiang Xianjing was still vomiting blood.

Qianyu Country has abundant rainfall and is rich in all kinds of poisonous snakes and insects. Qian Zuisheng has already experienced the power of those poisons.

Thinking of the severe pain of the poison entering the lungs and eroding the bones, Qian Zuisheng's scalp went numb and he couldn't think.

Li Qiao's long sword had cut through Wei Su's neck, Wei Su gripped the blade tightly, blood trickled down his shoulder and fell to the ground.

Wei Su didn't care, and only eagerly explained to Li Qiao: "General Li..."

"Get out of the way!" Li Qiao's teeth trembled.

Wei Su desperately shouted at Qian Zuisheng: "Wangfei, please say something, Wangfei!"

Ah Xiang made a decisive decision, put Jiang Xianjing to the ground, lifted Jiang Xianjing's robe, and the dagger flashed coldly.

Black blood trickled down Jiang Xianjing's wrist and dripped onto the floor tiles.

Qian Zuisheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Although it was only for a moment, he could still see clearly that Jiang Xianjing had a wound on his wrist that was exactly the same as his.

Just as Qian Zuisheng was stunned, Ah Xiang folded his hands and kept pressing Jiang Xianjing's heart.

During the process, he kept putting his ears on Jiang Xianjing's chest.

Qian Zuisheng could see clearly that Jiang Xianjing's chest was lifeless, without the slightest ups and downs.

Ah Xiang was extremely anxious, he suddenly lowered his head, and his long sleeve robe covered Jiang Xianjing's whole body.

Although he did it very covertly, and no one else paid attention to him during the chaos, Qian Zuisheng still saw Ah Xiang's movements clearly.

His eyes are tearing apart.

The bald donkey courted death!

I don't know how long it took before Ah Xiang straightened up again.

Although Jiang Xianjing didn't wake up, he was still wrapped in Ah Xiang's arms like a rag.

But Qian Zuisheng knew that he had recovered.

"Drunk my son, why are you still hesitating?" Qian Yudi asked sharply.