Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

Ah Xiang suddenly shut up.

"What do you think you are?" Qian Zui said in a serious tone.

Ah Xiang almost cried: "You also know about this plan... Your Majesty poisoned and punished the Crown Princess and Concubine... Without that perverted mother, Jun Qing will be able to inherit the throne..."

Qian Zuisheng had an intuition that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell for a while.

Qian Zuisheng knew Jiang Xianjing too well.

This person's stinking skin is a handsome gentleman, and he can't do the disgusting thing of killing his mother and seizing his son.

Ah Xiang mistakenly thought that Qian Zuisheng also felt that he was wronged, and tentatively said: "No... the prince is also involved in this matter, why do you only beat me..."

Ah Xiang's chatter was interrupted by Qian Zui's voice: "Why did Xian Jing poison the king?"

"what?"

Ah Xiang was stunned for half a second before firmly shaking his head: "You should go back and ask your prince."

After saying this, Ah Xiang's neck stiffened, his eyes closed, his heart froze, and he looked deathly at home.

Qian Zuisheng sneered, lifted Ti'a Township's collar, and said word by word:

"Listen to Gu, Gu doesn't care what sorcery you have, or what Xian Jing is planning with you, Gu only warns you, if you dare to let him take risks like today, be careful to kill Gu!"

I don't know why, when Qian Zuisheng said this, his emotions were not intense, and it could even be called gentle and light rain.

But Ah Xiang couldn't help but feel a bone-piercing chill from the soles of his feet.

Just put a bowl of poison in front of Qianzuisheng and go crazy like this, so if you know the reason of Jiang Xianjing's illness?

Ah Xiang didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Qian Zuisheng entered the capital this time, but Nu Yi didn't follow him, so he must be begging for death, right?

It's good to die, it's good to die, if that little thing dies, no one in the world will know about it except Jiang Xianjing.

With Jiang Xianjing's urinating nature, even if Qian Zuisheng killed him every day, he would not say it.

Ah Xiang was still in shock and touched his neck, as long as he controlled his broken mouth, the head on his neck would stay.

Ah Xiang crawled towards the Buddhist hall with a bruised nose and a swollen face, but a pair of sky-defying long legs blocked his way again, and the sound of Qianzui left and returned.

Ah Xiang was about to cry: "Ancestor, what other orders do you have?"

"Does the poison have any side effects?"

"what?"

"Are there any side effects of arsenic?"

Ah Xiang was so enlightened, afraid that the hammer-like iron fist would fall again, he panicked and said nonsense: "This, of course, there are diarrhea, vomiting, dizziness, lethargy..."

Ah Xiang secretly watched Qian Zuisheng's expression.

Ah Xiang didn't shut up until the hair on Qian Zuisheng's mole trembled with shock.

Jiang Xianjing waited in the car for half a cup of tea before Qian Zuisheng got into the car quietly under the cover of night.

Jiang Xian stretched out his hand to warm Qian Zuisheng's hand, but Qian Zuisheng avoided it with a livid face.

Jiang Xianjing had no choice but to pass the hand stove over, Qian Zui didn't answer, thought for a while and just picked up the hot tea on the small table and drank it.

Jiang Xian leaned over with a startled smile, "I really didn't know there was arsenic in that bowl of dumplings, otherwise I wouldn't have given it to my father, right? You also know the toxicity of that arsenic. Besides, with you here, nothing can happen to me, right?" ... Baby, don't be angry, just look at me, okay?"

Even though Qian Zuisheng didn't believe a word of his rhetoric, he was reluctant to criticize him.

Jiang Xian was surprised to see that Qian Zuisheng had loosened, and rubbed against Qian Zuisheng in a fawning manner.

Qian Zuisheng's body felt cold, and he was afraid that Jiang Xian would be shocked, but he couldn't bear to push him away. As he was hesitating, the man's hand had already reached down desperately...

The carriage stopped in front of the palace.

Jiang Xian leaned against the wall of the car and gasped: "I'm home, I'm home, I really can't do it, Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

Without saying a word, Qian Zuisheng pulled him back by his ankle.

Ryoko coughed lightly, and the coachman understood.

When the carriage circled the palace for the third time, the sky was already pale.

Jiang Xian didn't even have the strength to breathe.

Qianzui wrapped the person into rice dumplings in two or three sounds, raised his hand and knocked on the car door.

Ryoko understood and stopped the carriage immediately.

After bathing, the two leaned together and chatted.

Jiang Xian lay flat on the pillow and said softly, "Father asked me to teach Xi Jun to be light today."

Qianzui paused: "Huh? Like children?"

Jiang Xian nodded in surprise: "Although I know that the father is not sincere, I still can't help being happy. That fleshy little thing is so painful. Lin'er is almost three years old, right?"

Qian Zuisheng said lazily: "Yes, Ye Chen is a sensible person, that child can't be wrong."

Jiang Xian was startled and dazed, only feeling that someone was imprinting a kiss on her forehead:

"Xian Jing, if you dare to allow any woman to conceive your child, I will not bear to touch you. As for others, it will be one dead body and two lives."

Early the next morning, Qian Zuisheng dressed up in disguise, and entered the palace with Jiang Xian again.

It's just that the two of them didn't go to the main hall this time, but went directly to the Taimiao.

This is not the first time for the two of them to come here. Jiang Xianjing also came to the Taimiao Temple with a thousand drunken voices to worship their ancestors during their wedding.

Unexpectedly, in just a short time, there was another ranking here.

Jiang Jimin burned white wax in front of the queue.

Jiang Xianjing and Qian Zuisheng knelt side by side, and they seemed to have lost the ability to speak at the same time. When offering incense and kowtow, Jiang Xianjing was reluctant to get up for a long time.

Qian Zuisheng knew what he was guilty of.

When Jiang Jimin was around, he and Qi Ying were on par with Qi Ying. The husband and wife were deeply affectionate, and they were once envious of others.

Now, it is finally a different way.

Qi Ying declared to the outside world that he died of suicide, and those who commit suicide cannot enjoy the Taimiao.

In order for Emperor Dajiang to uproot the Qi family and give Jun Qing a clean life, Qi Huai would never stay.

Jiang Jimin was soft-hearted, if he was still alive, how could he bear it?

Jiang Xian felt bitter in shock. Although Qi Ying was hateful, everything started because of him.

If he could leave behind a son and a half daughter, if this Jiangling country had other trusts, Jun Qing would not be an orphan.

Qian Zuisheng helped Jiang Xianjing up, and bowed to Jiang Jimin's ranking:

"If my elder brother is alive in heaven, please don't blame Xian Jing, everything is caused by me. In the next life, I would like to use Jiangshan as a betrothal, ask my elder brother to marry Xian Jing, and tie a grass knot to repay my elder brother's great kindness."

Jiang Xian came out of the Taimiao with red eyes in shock.

Liangzi reported in a low voice: "My lord and my concubine, the criminal Qi Huai committed suicide in fear of crime in the sky prison. The two raised their heads at the same time, and a group of crows lingered on the dead branches for a few times, screaming and flying towards the sky.

After this incident, Ah Xiang's reputation was once again shaken, and everyone in the government and the public believed in the fake monk left in the heart of the Buddha.

Even arsenic can be cured, what else can't it?

Only Jiang Xianjing knew that he capsized this time.

Emperor Dajiang vomited and had diarrhea for several days, unable to get out of bed.

Ah Xiang would make excuses for himself, saying that it was just a temporary side effect, which made Emperor Dajiang happy.

For some reason, Ah Xiang also showed up to speak, and went to the palace to educate Jiang Xianjing about the tragic situation of Emperor Dajiang.

The implication is obvious, Jiang Xianjing's current body is not what it used to be, if he is accidentally contaminated with poison, he will suffer like Emperor Dajiang at the least, or die at worst.

To put it bluntly, Jiang Xian's scalp was numb, and he repeatedly assured that he was a life-saving person.

In the end, Ah Xiang personally packed up all the tribute oranges from the palace and took them away.

Qian Zuisheng has been sitting quietly reading the paperwork, without even raising his head.