The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Out of the corner of Yu Jin's eyes, he had already seen King Xiang approaching, but he ignored it.

Although he had already expected this idiot to do something wrong and expected, he couldn't let the other party see it.

I see it, what should I do if I'm too scared to come?

"My lord, I'll give you a toast." It was Prince Kang who spoke.

When they entered the palace, the two chatted for a while, and Yu Jin didn't mind giving some thin noodles, so he raised a glass and drank it all.

Prince Kang Xiao smiled and said, "My lord is really happy. In the future, I invite the lord to drink, and I hope you can appreciate it."

The King of Xiang, who came over, was very unhappy when he heard this.

Don't look at Kang Xiaowang's father, who is just a county king, but he is quite respectable in the clan. In the past, Kang Xiaowang didn't flatter him so much.

That trace of dissatisfaction deepened, dispelling King Xiang's last hesitation.

He strode over and shouted, "Seventh brother."

People could not help but look over.

King Xiang raised the glass in his hand and said with a smile, "As soon as we say goodbye that day, my younger brother hasn't had a chance to talk to you yet, so today I would like to offer a toast to the seventh brother."

Yu Jin looked over and smiled a little carelessly.

"Seventh brother, shouldn't he not honor his face?" King Xiang suddenly became nervous.

Old Seven, this bastard, likes to play cards out of common sense.

Just when King Xiang was nervous, Yu Jin chuckled lightly: "How come, the eighth brother is willing to drink with me, I can't ask for it."

The King of Xiang quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and waved to the palace maid who was standing beside him.

The maid with the tray came forward immediately.

King Xiang picked up the white jade jug on the tray and said with a smile, "I'll fill it up for the seventh brother."

Yu Jin had been drinking with Prince Kang before, and the wine glass was already empty, so King Xiang's move would not attract anyone's attention at all.

While pouring the wine, King Xiang sprinkled the medicinal powder into it by flicking his fingertips under the cover of his sleeves. His heart was beating like thunder when he did all this, as if he could jump out of his throat the next moment.

"Seventh brother, please—" After doing all this, King Xiang handed the wine glass to Yu Jin, trying his best not to show any strangeness.

Yu Jin looked down at the glass of wine.

The amber-colored wine waving in the jade cup is a royal wine that cannot be bought in the market.

He stared at it for a long time, and the heart that made King Xiang let go was raised again.

Old Seven is very cunning, shouldn't he have noticed the difference?

King Xiang couldn't help but follow Yu Jin's eyes to look at the glass of wine that had been seasoned.

The wine was still amber in color, and looked indistinguishable from the wine in his glass.

No, Lao Qi won't find anything abnormal.

King Xiang comforted himself secretly, but his back was still soaked with cold sweat.

It was at this moment that he realized that once many things were done by himself, it was impossible not to be nervous.

Yu Jin saw that he was almost frightened, and finally reached out and picked up the glass of wine and raised it to King Xiang.

The King of Xiang was relieved, and immediately clinked glasses with Yu Jin.

Yu Jin raised the glass to his lips with one hand, raised his hand with the other, raised his head and drank it.

King Xiang stared at the lips that were red and wet because of the wine, and his heart finally fell into place.

Just drink it, as long as the medicine has a miraculous effect as the fourth brother said,

Lao Qi is destined to make a fool of himself today.

The corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and King Xiang showed a genuine smile as he prepared to return to his seat.

Yu Jin glanced at him with a faint smile: "Eighth brother, don't panic."

King Xiang didn't show it on his face, but he was vigilant in his heart.

Yu Jin picked up the wine jug that King Xiang had just put back on the palace servant's tray, and directly filled the wine glass that King Xiang had emptied.

This action was neat and tidy, and when King Xiang reacted, the cup was already full.

Yu Jin filled himself up again, raised his glass and smiled, "Brother also toasts the eighth brother."

The King of Xiang was holding the white jade wine glass and was a little flustered for a while.

Yu Jin's face darkened, and he said displeasedly, "Why, the eighth brother doesn't want to drink?"

King Xiang's heart froze, and he hurriedly smiled: "How could it be."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he came over to toast Lao Qi, and if Lao Qi rejected him, he might be suspected of making a fool of Lao Qi after a while.

Thinking of this, King Xiang didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly raised his glass and drank it all.

"Eighth brother is really happy." Yu Jin chuckled and drank the wine.

Only then did King Xiang escape, and quietly exchanged glances with King Qi.

King Qi came over and followed the toast.

Seeing that Yu Jin refused to come, and drank a few glasses of wine in a short period of time, the heart that King Xiang mentioned finally returned to his stomach, and he secretly wiped the sticky sweat from his palms. Others, you come and I have a drink.

While drinking, he didn't forget to observe Yu Jin secretly.

The fourth brother said that after drinking the medicine for a quarter of an hour, it would be effective, but why didn't the seventh child respond?

It was estimated that the time was almost up, and Yu Jin was still chatting and laughing with others. King Xiang became anxious, and finally couldn't help but leaned over to King Qi and asked in a low voice, "Fourth brother, why haven't you moved?"

King Qi was also a little uneasy, and frowned: "Perhaps it has something to do with a person's physique..."

Lao Qi is a martial arts practitioner. If he wants to be stronger, the effect of the medicine will be slow.

When King Xiang heard that it made sense, he felt a little relieved and kept an eye on the movement over there.

After a while, King Xiang's expression suddenly changed, his originally clear eyes seemed to have lost focus, appearing blank and sluggish.

"Eighth brother, what's wrong with you?" King Qi hurriedly asked when he noticed something was wrong.

The King of Xiang suddenly stood up.

King Qi's heart sank, and he hurriedly grabbed the sleeve of King Xiang, and said in a low voice, "Eighth brother, what are you doing?"

At this time, there was a lively scene in the main hall, with shrines intertwined, and there were sounds of silk and bamboo. No one paid attention to the movement here.

On the high platform, Emperor Jing Ming thoughtfully said to the queen mother: "If the mother is tired, the son will send you to rest."

The Empress Dowager is already at a rare age, and she may not be able to stand it for a long time.

The queen mother usually left early on such occasions, but at this moment she shook her head: "I am so old, but I don't know how many times I can watch this kind of excitement. Aijia looks happy."

"As long as you are happy, wait until the weather is warmer and let the queen hold a few flower viewing banquets. It will be even more lively than now. There are all kinds of fun that the mother wants to see, but don't say these words."

The empress dowager nodded with a smile, her eyes flickering over Yu Jin, her eyes filled with inquiry.

Was it a coincidence or intentional that King Yan presented the string of agarwood beads?

At this moment, King Xiang, who stood up, suddenly stretched out his hand and tore off his shirt, and ran towards the high platform with red eyes.

As he ran, he continued to pull down his clothes, and in the blink of an eye, only a snow-white undershirt remained.

Because of the sudden incident, the people in the hall forgot to scream or stop, and looked at the king of Xiang who was running towards the high platform with a dull expression.

Even the guards in front of the imperial guards who were in charge of escorting were shocked for a while, their brains were running fast, and they were thinking hard about a question: King Xiang is going to commit a crime... But it looks like he is going to run naked, where is the murder weapon?

No matter, even if there is no murder weapon, King Xiang cannot be allowed to rush to the emperor's side.

The guards who figured it out all shot and held the King Xiang who was almost off.