daughter in power

Chapter 55
At this moment, it is no longer a simple question of whether to save the prince or not.If Changsun Yan'er really murdered the prince, King Xiaoyang would immediately refuse the marriage.

The marriage contract that has been dragging on for three years is now over, which probably makes him happier than taking away the prince's life.

King Xiaoyang protects Yaosanghua and refuses to be touched by others.

The imperial physicians who had chased after him to save the sick and rescued the sick and rescued the sick came out again after listening to King Xiaoyang's words.

The person in the lead carefully tore off a petal, carefully looked and looked, smelled and smelled, and said pleasantly: "Miss Feng is indeed right, this flower is most likely Yaosang."

As soon as he spoke, the rest of the people no longer dared to doubt Feng Qiqi, and they all protected him by taking flower petals and going to the inner hall to develop the antidote.

The queen watched the imperial doctors go away, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Huaqiu."

Huaqiu hurried forward, the queen said in a low voice: "The antidote developed, let Rourou take it first." Huaqiu nodded in response, and hurried away.

Feng Qiqi's eyes flashed, seeing the queen's haggard and majestic appearance, her heart was slightly cold.Sure enough, Tianjia is ruthless, it is true.

The empress seemed to be protecting the elder Sun Yan'er, but she was pushed out to try out the antidote when she was really at a critical moment.Although the crown prince is an adopted son, his life is more precious than his own niece, Changsun Yan'er.

King Xiaoyang didn't seem to see this, he just hugged his Yao Sanghua and refused to let go.

The antidote has not yet been developed at that end, but at this end, the shrill voice of the inner prison came from outside the East Palace.

Feng Qiqi turned her head and saw Emperor Wuwei walking towards him wearing a dragon robe, with a well-maintained face livid.

The people in the hall hurriedly paid homage, all bowed and said nothing.

Emperor Wuwei didn't seem to notice the crowd, he went straight to King Xiaoyang and said in a low voice, "Xi'er."

King Xiaoyang's eyes flashed, and he said respectfully, "Royal Father."

"How is your prince's brother's injury?" Wuwei Great Emperor said calmly, and he didn't have the slightest intention of worrying about the prince.

Standing in the center of the hall, the queen heard his indifferent tone, tried to suppress her displeasure, and said first: "The prince is critically ill, and his life is dying. The imperial physicians are preparing the antidote, and there is no conclusion yet."

Emperor Wuwei nodded, looked at the flowerpot in King Xiaoyang's hand, and raised his eyebrows: "What kind of flower is this, I seem to have never seen it before."

The prince was critically ill and there was no antidote, yet he was attracted by a pot of strange-looking flowers in a blink of an eye.

The queen's face was finally ashen, and she said loudly: "Your Majesty, Ze'er was poisoned, and the murderer has not been found yet. Why don't you go in and see him?"

Emperor Wuwei flashed his tiger eyes and turned his head: "If you don't look at the prince, how can you come to the East Palace late at night?" He glanced at the queen dissatisfied, and finally left his precious Xiaoyang King, and walked into the inner hall .

With no one following, it seemed more appropriate for father and son to be alone at this moment.

The queen exhaled, stared fiercely at the Yao mulberry flower in King Xiaoyang's hand, and said displeasedly: "If the seventh king has nothing to do, go back to Yangxi Palace. The prince is critically ill today, and tomorrow's wedding is as you wish." cancelled."

King Xiaoyang bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Queen Mother." He got up lazily, and smiled at Feng Qiqi: "Go back, you are tired too."

The whole hall is full of swords and swords, but his smile is like the summer wind of this season, which can blow away the thousands of years of ice and snow and the severe cold of thousands of years.

Feng Qiqi looked up at his evil face and nodded.

The queen snorted disdainfully from behind, as if she couldn't understand their intimacy.Feng Qiqi thought of playing a prank, and stretched out his hand to grab Xiaoyang Wang's arm.

As soon as King Xiaoyang's ears turned red, he was held by her arms like that, and he left the East Palace lightly.

That night, Feng Qiqi didn't sleep well.Although she didn't get out of the palace, she didn't seem as sad as she imagined.

King Xiaoyang rested in the night watch room, quietly and without any movement.

Feng Qiqi looked at the closed door of the night watch cell, turned over and closed her eyes.

At dawn, news came from the East Palace that the antidote prepared by Yao Sanghua as bait could not cure Changsun Yan'er.

Changsun Yan'er did not get better after drinking the antidote, so naturally the crown prince was not able to take the antidote either.Therefore, the two of them already had the possibility of dying.

The queen couldn't sit still any longer, and early in the morning, she took the maids to Yangxi Palace to find Feng Qiqi to question her.

Feng Qiqi happened to wake up not long ago, standing in the palace garden to breathe the fresh air, when she saw the pale queen rushing in, she couldn't help frowning.

The queen didn't greet her, and waved Huaqiu and others to arrest her.

"Since you know Yao Sanghua, you probably also know how to prepare the medicine. Otherwise, how could you stand here so firmly? The prince and Wen Rou's lives are hanging by a thread. I don't care about anything else, as long as you prepare the antidote."

The queen is aggressive and a bit desperate.

Feng Qiqi's eyes flashed, and he smiled coldly: "I can't make an antidote."

The queen was stunned, and shouted loudly: "You bitch, I will punish you for the serious crime you committed today!" She raised her hand to hit Feng Qiqi, but Feng Qiqi cleverly dodged it.

The two women stood facing each other in Yangxi Palace, Chunshui and Qiushuang rushed to protect Feng Qiqi.

Because of the support of King Xiaoyang, Chunshui and Qiushuang didn't pay much attention to the queen.The empress felt unhappy, and immediately flew into a rage: "No matter what, we must let Feng Qiqi save the crown prince today, otherwise..."

"How about otherwise?"

Outside the main hall, King Xiaoyang came out slowly in a bamboo green summer shirt with a lazy and distant voice.

He curled his lips into a smile, and said from a distance: "The empress mother wants an antidote, why should she be so angry? In fact, it is very simple to treat the crown prince, it is just the request of my son, you don't understand."

Feng Qiqi turned her head to look at King Xiaoyang, not knowing where his determination and calm came from.

The empress looked coldly, staring at King Xiaoyang for 5 minutes, and then said: "Seven Kings, if you can save the prince, I will grant your wish."

King Xiaoyang laughed, and slowly stood beside Feng Qiqi: "I don't know, but does the queen mother know what the minister's wish is?"

The queen took a step back, restrained her anger, and said word by word: "Rejecting the marriage is gentle, marrying Feng Qiqi as my concubine."

King Xiaoyang nodded: "Very good."

After the conditions were negotiated, King Xiaoyang didn't even let Feng Qiqi accompany him, but took Qiushuang to the East Palace alone.

Changsun Yan'er was treating the poison in the East Palace, so he went to treat Changsun Yan'er first.The prince's life is precious, and the prince will not be given medicine until the elder Sun Yan'er cures the poison.

Sishi, East Palace.

At the agreed twelve hours, there was not much left for the crown prince. The empress stood anxiously outside the gate of the side hall of the East Palace, and said in a deep voice, "Seven kings, you must heal Wen Wen and the crown prince."

King Xiaoyang glanced at her indifferently: "The emperor does not allow the son to refuse the marriage, the queen mother should be very clear. If the crown prince is cured, the son will definitely not marry the eldest sun Yaner again."

He turned back indifferently, stopped talking nonsense, and stretched out his hand to push open the palace door.

The door of the hall was opened, the soft chairs and beds were clean and tidy, there was not a maidservant in the huge palace, only Chang Sun Yan'er's personal maid, Pinlan, guarded in front of the sick bed.

Seeing King Xiaoyang entering, Pinlan hurriedly got up and cried, "My lord... Please save Miss, she is dying soon."

King Xiaoyang couldn't remember exactly how many Pinlans were beside Changsun Yan'er, but without exception, these Pinlans all looked a bit like Lan Murong.

He smiled coldly, waved his hand and said, "Go out."

Pinlan was startled, glanced at Qiushuang who was carrying the medicine box, and finally left the side hall crying, closing the door behind her.

King Xiaoyang glanced at Changsun Yaner, who was lying inward, and said in a low voice, "Qiu Shuang, bring me some medicine."

Qiushuang put down the medicine box, took out a packet of dry medicinal powder, and said softly, "This is the freshly made Yaosang pollen last night, and another packet is reserved for the prince."

King Xiaoyang nodded, reached out to take the powder, and threw it into the trash can beside the table.

Qiu Shuang was startled, and asked in confusion, "Why did the master throw away the medicine powder?"

King Xiaoyang's face was cold: "Because, heart medicine still needs a doctor of heart medicine."

As soon as the words fell, Sun Yan'er, who was drowsy on the bed, suddenly turned her head.

The four eyes met, Xiaoyang Wangyun was calm and breezy, and Qiushuang's face had changed.Changsun Yan'er's eyes flashed, and she said softly, "Brother Seven, Ruan wants to talk to you alone."

She was still cute and cute, as if the poisoning had never happened.

Qiushuang was not stupid, she immediately saw the clue, and before Xiaoyang Wang could say anything, she bowed and retreated: "The subordinates will stay outside, the master can talk to Miss Changsun as much as he wants."

The door of the hall was closed again, and there were only two people left in the hall.

Xiaoyang Wang turned around coldly, sat down on the soft wooden chair casually, and said, "Speak, what do you want to say?"

Changsun Yan'er was taken aback for a moment, and said tenderly: "Brother Seven...you actually know."

She waited for a while, but King Xiaoyang didn't speak, so he couldn't help hesitating: "Actually, the prince's elder brother was poisoned this time, it was gentle and intentional."

Without waiting for King Xiaoyang to reply, she hurriedly said seriously: "In a few months, you will lose your title. Once you lose your title, you can't do without fiefdom. And..."

She paused, embraced the soft quilt, and sighed mournfully: "Since Madam came out of Yuepanxuan, the emperor stood outside Yuepanxuan looking forward to it every day, and the body of the dragon is getting worse every day. If you are weak after the crown If you go to the fiefdom, maybe the elder brother of the prince...maybe he will be imprisoned as the crown prince."

Her concerns are not unfounded.

King Xiaoyang's eyes flashed: "You haven't lost your memory?"

Changsun Yan'er smiled: "How can gentleness lose memory? It's just that she has no face to see others, so she pretends to have amnesia."

She smiled sadly, as if there were thousands of emotions hidden in her heart, and said softly: "Seventh brother, even this spring return meeting, Wen Wen entered the palace against everyone's eyes, in order to help you get rid of the prince and brother."

She is innocent and has amnesia after bumping into the pillar. Who would have thought that the murderer would be her?

If Feng Qiqi hadn't revealed the mulberry flowers and the scent of cosmos on her body, the crown prince might have died, and no one would know the cause and effect.

King Xiaoyang disdainfully touched the Yingbi ring on his finger, and said indifferently: "If Qi'er hadn't avoided your three-inch nail, the person lying in the palace today would be her. Do you think this king would believe your nonsense?" ?”

Changsun Yan'er's eyes flashed: "Seventh brother, Wenrou is sincere to you. How can gentleness compare to Feng Qiqi, is it worth your effort to cancel the engagement?"

King Xiaoyang stood up indifferently: "This king knew that you were not poisoned, but your acting skills are really good, and you have fooled many people."

He coldly packed the medicine box, glanced at Changsun Yan'er's delicate expression, and said distantly: "Qi'er is my concubine, and she will be for the rest of my life. This king once promised her that he would be with her for the rest of his life. As for you, this king has never thought about it."

He finished speaking coldly and walked away.

Changsun Yan'er panicked, and said anxiously: "Seventh brother, it's normal for Daxia's son Sangong and Sixth Courtyard. She Feng Qiqi will be the queen, and my eldest Sun Yan'er will be the noble concubine. Isn't it okay? The eldest grandson's family has been loyal and good for generations, my father Mother has a lot of dignitaries in her hands, and winning the reserve in the future will definitely be your great help."

King Xiaoyang turned his back to her and kept walking: "I'm really sorry, this king has never said that he wants to be emperor. This king is not interested in this country, not in you, and even less interested in Daxia Palace. Heart, only in Xiaoyang City."

His gaze deepened, he stopped, and said in a low voice: "In Xiaoyang City, Qi'er is accompanying me."

Before he finished speaking, he turned his footsteps and was about to walk out of the side hall in the blink of an eye.

Changsun Yan'er was shocked, hurriedly pushed away the brocade quilt, and jumped off the bed: "Seventh Brother... just because you don't want to marry Wenrou, Wenrou resorted to such tricks to delay the engagement. Don't you really understand?"

Tears of sadness welled up in her eyes: "Your gentleness even dared to kill the prince's elder brother for you, don't you really understand?"

King Xiaoyang's eyes flashed, he turned around, the door of the side hall was suddenly pushed open, the queen rushed into the palace door angrily, and shouted: "Come on, lock Changsun Yan'er in the cold palace, and inform Dali Temple to investigate and deal with it according to the law!"

Changsun Yan'er's face turned pale, she stared at the queen in disbelief, pretending to be innocent and said: "Aunt...Auntie, what did Rourou do wrong, you want to punish Wenrou severely? Auntie...Where is the prince brother, how is he?"

The queen staggered back a step, covered her heart, and cried out in pain: "Catch her quickly, I don't want to listen to such lies anymore, I don't want to listen to this lie anymore..."

Huaqiu hurriedly supported the Queen's arm, eagerly comforting: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, calm down..."

The queen's face was pale, she couldn't breathe, she tightly squeezed Huaqiu's arm: "Quick...quickly save the prince."

After finishing his sentence, he passed out.

(End of this chapter)