Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

Lan Ling stretched out his hand to hold his face, "Go back to your own palace, tonight, there should be a lot to prepare."

Lan Ling had urged Ling Chen three times before he left with a cold face.

The eighteenth of the first month.

Lan Ling woke up early in the morning, and she was very confused today. Waking up early, lying in bed thinking endlessly for a long time.

Lixia and Jixiang served her breakfast.

She took out the medicine book and copied it for a while, and then played the piano for a while. She hadn't played the piano for a long time.

There was the sound of gongs and drums outside. The palace should be beaming everywhere.

None of the girls in the Wangshou Palace went out. It seems that everyone is very busy today, as if an appointment has been made.

The sound of gongs and drums was really lively, and Lan Ling walked into the yard.

"Jixiang, tidy up this stone table, I will sit here for a while." Lan Ling ordered.

Xiao Guizi came in from the outer door, followed by Wen Heng, and she was supported by her maid, Cardamom, and another maid named Fusu.

Wen Heng has restored her previous configuration, and new maids and servants have been added to her palace.

"Yi Guifei's month is so big and the sky is so cold, is there anything going on here in Wangshou Palace?" Lan Ling asked.

"The queen empress is really calm, Wen Heng feels uncomfortable, come and sit down, isn't the queen welcome?"

She was pale, she did look bad, wearing a fuchsia cloak, her whole body languishing.

"Lixia, show concubine Yi Gui!" Lan Ling ordered.

"The queen won't invite me to sit in your room? The years in the palace are long and lonely. Are we always going to be hostile?"

Lan Ling looked at Wen Heng, "Yi Guifei, we are separated by human lives. I really don't want you to come into my room, and we have nothing to say. Although the years in the palace are long and difficult, each finds peace. Wouldn't it be better not to disturb each other?"

Wen Heng sat down, "The conflicts between us are all because of the emperor. His grace to you is unmatched, and I really feel uncomfortable in my heart."

When Lan Ling heard this, she felt like a thorn in her heart, "Grace?" She looked at Wen Heng, "The life I want to live in Lan Ling is just a dull life of monogamy and one couple. Now, Become a grace."

"Women in this world don't long for this kind of life, but unfortunately this is the palace." Wen Heng smiled slightly.

"Since I became pregnant, my heart is no longer the same as before. No one can trust anyone, but a child, more reliable than a man. Queen, I'm in your palace, Wen Heng, can't even ask for a cup of tea?" Wen Heng smiled.

Wen Heng has a big belly and is almost six months pregnant. In her Wangshou Palace, Lan Inspiration is frightened.

For a moment, Lan Ling thought that Wen Heng was sick and pitying her, so he deliberately came to talk to her.

But she overthrew these in an instant. Wen Heng was not an ordinary boring harem woman, how could she be in her palace because of this. She is even more defensive against her.

She never gave Wen Heng anything to eat. Similarly, Lan Ling did not eat anything Wen Heng gave.

When Ling Chen came last time, Wen Heng once sent a plate of pumpkin crisps, and Lan Ling had eaten a piece of it. That was because the emperor was there, and then Wen Heng sent something alone, which Lan Ling had never touched.

Now that she asks for tea by herself, it's unreasonable not to give it.

Lan Ling told Jixiang: "Come on, pour tea."

"Shall we drink tea in the yard?" Wen Heng asked with a smile.

Lan Ling smiled and nodded, but still did not let Wen Heng enter the room. She was afraid that she would stuff something in her room casually.

In the palace, it is a place that kills people without blinking.

At this time, Xiao Guizi brought in a waiter with a food box in his hand, "Queen, empress, the emperor sent someone to bring the pea noodles and chestnut noodles you mentioned."

Lan Ling nodded and said, "Put it in the small kitchen."

The servant said again: "Duke Yang said that the emperor gave orders. Although this chestnut noodle wotou is delicious, it cannot be eaten with mutton. Niangniang has always been willing to eat mutton, and the emperor wants a slave to tell Niangniang."

Lan Ling smiled, "I see."

Wen Heng smiled slightly: "It's enviable that the emperor is so concerned about the empress on the day of his wedding.

Lan Ling said: "I'm just more greedy, and the emperor is even more nervous about Concubine Yi."

Jixiang placed snacks and tea on the stone table in the courtyard. This tea is usually drunk by Lan Ling and is suitable for pregnant women.

Jixiang poured tea for them. Wen Heng seemed to be thirsty. He took a sip from the cup and drank it. Jixiang was just about to come over to refill her tea. Wen Heng picked up the teapot by himself, "I'll do it myself. I'm thirsty."

She poured a cup and drank again, pours another cup, and refilled Lan Ling easily, and then drank it leisurely.

Seeing her drinking outright, Lan Ling thought to herself, could it be that she was stingy? Wen Heng seemed to have deliberately wanted to reconcile with herself these few times, and she took the initiative to come several times.

Putting in the cup, Wen Heng picked up a snack, "The snacks in the Queen’s Palace are also unique."

Lan Ling smiled, "I did it by myself and worked hard, so I'm more refined."

Lan Ling drank the tea that Wen Heng poured for her, filled another cup, and drank half of it, to see if Wen Heng hadn't left.

She was about to push her back to the palace when she suddenly saw Wen Heng's face changed, "Yi Guifei, what's the matter with you?" Lan Ling asked in shock.

Wen Heng's face was pale, he held his stomach tightly with one hand, and pointed at Lan Ling with another finger: "Queen, Wen Heng has always wanted to fix it with you, why are you so vicious and poison me?"

Lan Ling was shocked: "I haven't, what tricks are you playing?"

The cardamom behind Wen Heng and Fu Su quickly stepped forward to support Wen Heng.

Black blood poured out from the corner of Wen Heng's mouth.

Cardamom yelled: "Come on, Yi Gui consort is not good! Come on! Help!"

Lan Ling's face was pale, today is Ling Chen's day to marry Dou Wan'er. "Lixia, bring my medicine box, Xiao Guizi, go and call the doctor!" Lan Ling calmed down.

Lixia had already opened the medicine box, Xiao Guizi ran out like crazy.

With the ferocity of the poison, Wen Heng had already fainted to the ground, unconscious.

Lan Ling poured a clear medicine to Wen Heng.

Suddenly, Lan Ling only felt a sharp pain in his belly. The pain went deep into the bone marrow, painful and nauseous, she couldn't help groaning when the medicine bottle in her hand fell.

Lixia and Jixiang were shocked. "Medicine, clear medicine..." Lan Ling's face was sweaty, and he pointed his finger at the medicine bottle on the ground.

Lixia tremblingly picked up the medicine bottle and took out the medicine. Lan Ling stretched out his hand to grab the medicine and took half of the bottle of clear medicine at once.

The imperial doctor had arrived, and I was frightened when I heard the howls in the yard all the way!

After entering the Wangshou Palace, he saw two empresses lying on the couch and the other lying on the bed, both of them fainted. He was stunned, "Quickly, go and tell the emperor!"

The emperor Ling Chen just greeted Dou Wan'er and was giving a big gift.

Dou Waner was placed in Changshun Palace.

Zhang Dong looked pale and hurriedly looked for Poplar.

Poplar was shocked and looked up at the emperor who was saluting. Why should he wait for the emperor to finish the gift.

Tian Ming had already entered the hall, and Ling Chen had just finished the salute, Tian Ming's face was pale and Zhang Dong walked in with a panic.

Tian Ming is rarely so flustered.

He turned sideways, "What's the matter?" He saw Tian Ming's expression and knew that something must have happened.

Zhang Dong knelt down: "The emperor Qizi, the empress and Yigui concubine Wangyou Palace are all poisoned and have fainted..."

As soon as Zhang Dong finished speaking, Ling Chen straightened up "Huo", his eyes tightened suddenly, and he strode out without saying a word, and while walking, he held his body red still on the ground.

In Wangyou Palace, when Ling Chen entered the door, a **** rage rushed towards his face. In the courtyard, there were people kneeling in the hall, and everyone was trembling and speechless.