Secret Agent Crazy Concubine: Pampering the Crown Three Palaces

Chapter 88 Leng Luanyue Spits Blood (4)

"Amu, I want a drink of water."

Leng Luanyue did not intercede for those palace people.

This is what Mu Wenxuan has to go through, giving death to disobedient people.He is the new emperor, and he is on the throne for the first time. Prestige is too important.Unless it was an extremely important matter, Leng Luanyue would never refute Mu Wenxuan's decision face to face.

Those palace people can only blame this era if they want to blame, and they can only blame this harem with humble lives.

The guards quickly pulled down the few court ladies who were struggling and begging for mercy.

"Didn't you hear Concubine Huang say that she wants to drink water? You are stupid, hurry up!"

The new palace people tremblingly put on new tea.

Then came the white porridge cooked by the imperial dining room.

Leng Luanyue took a sip of water and felt that her throat that was about to crack was much better.

Mu Wenxuan took a spoonful of the porridge, blew it on his mouth, and it probably didn't burn his mouth so much, so he handed it to Leng Luanyue.

Leng Luanyue was a little at a loss.

Originally, she was rarely sick, and even when she was sick, she was never taken care of.

Now she is suddenly asked to accept Mu Wenxuan's food, which really makes her feel weird.

Originally wanted to refuse, but seeing the guilt in Mu Wenxuan's purple eyes, he endured it for a long time, and finally opened his mouth.

Seeing Leng Luanyue eat it, Mu Wenxuan scooped up another spoonful and handed it to Leng Luanyue in the same way as before.

"Amu, I'm not very hungry."

The purple-eyed man stubbornly didn't take back his hand.

Leng Luanyue had no choice but to open her mouth and let Mu Wenxuan feed it spoonful by spoonful.

A bowl of white porridge took about half an hour to finish.

After eating the last bite, Leng Luanyue secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

about to speak.

There was a burst of pain in the abdominal cavity.

That tearing pain.

Qi and blood began to flow backwards.

Leng Luanyue immediately used her internal force to seal the acupuncture points all over her body, but she couldn't resist the sweetness in her throat.

'puff--'

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The blood stains on his face that were originally caused by drinking porridge faded in an instant.

"Yue'er—"

Mu Wenxuan never thought that such a situation would happen, and his expression changed again and again.

Finally settled on panic.

"Toxic." He took a deep breath, the pain in his abdominal cavity made life worse than death: "The porridge is poisonous."

(End of this chapter)