Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

"The Emperor has arrived, the Emperor has arrived..."

As Wu Yun approached, the eunuch Bai Galli shouted loudly, Wu Yun supported the Supreme Emperor and walked quickly.

Qingyun and other envoys from various countries stood up one after another, while the civil and military ministers and family members of the Zhou Kingdom knelt down and shouted long live.

"Ping Shen!" Wu Yun helped the Supreme Emperor sit down on the main seat, nodded to Qing Yun, and then glanced at the people below, his calm tone revealed the majesty of the emperor: "Tonight is the wedding banquet for my enthronement, and I will enjoy it with the people. , you don’t have to be formal, just feel free to do it.”

Although Emperor Zhou said so, there are not many people who really dare to act casually. After all, the frame-up of the emperor has not yet been found out. The prime minister and others are still in prison at the moment. It is not known what kind of uproar will be caused in the future. Therefore, everyone is in danger.

After looking at the emperor's domineering beloved daughter, and then at the respectful crowd below, the Supreme Emperor finally felt relieved.

Yahui (the nickname of the Empress Dowager) was in frail health and fell ill when she came back from the altar. Thanks to Princess Jiayi who sent someone to deliver the pills developed by Mr. Mo, she was fine. Originally, he wanted to accompany Yahui, but Yahui said that tonight was for his beloved daughter. On the big day, as a mother, Yahui felt deeply guilty that she could not be there. If he, the father, was absent again, firstly, his beloved daughter would be worried, and secondly, people would make wild speculations, which would damage her beloved daughter's reputation. He thought that what Yahui said was reasonable. Came to attend the dinner.

Then a group of dancers, surrounded by a woman with a white veil on her face and a green dress, filed in. The sound of silk and bamboo sounded at the same time, and the imperial garden was filled with singing and dancing.

Qingyun frowned slightly.

The dancing posture of the leading woman looks a bit clumsy, and the movements are also very stiff. She does not have the grace of a dancer at all, and is completely a layman's performance. Isn't this too strange?

You must know that the dancers in the palace are carefully selected and undergo special training and instruction. They can only come out to perform after being approved by a specialist. Especially at state banquets, if something goes wrong, it will affect the entire Jiaofang Si, is Jiaofang Si’s Jiaofang envoy negligent? Or is there something fishy?

"What's going on?" Seeing Qingyun's thoughtful look next to him, Mo Xuan asked with concern.

"Look at that dancer."

"Is there anything wrong with that dancer?" Mo Xuan only had Qingyun in his eyes, completely turning a blind eye to other women.

Putting down the wine glass in her hand, Qingyun lowered her voice and said, "That dancer's movements are too clumsy and stiff. She doesn't look like a dancer at all. Could it be..."

Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly shouted in surprise: "Hey, isn't she Ejima, the personal maid next to the Queen Mother? How could she dress up as a dancer and come out to dance?"

At that time, the white gauze on the face of the leading dancer named Ajima had somehow fallen to the ground and was stepped on by a dancer. A delicate and beautiful face suddenly came into view. At this moment, she stood at a loss. In the center, the other dancers had already stopped dancing. They were all so frightened that they bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, their faces turning pale.

"It turns out it's really Ejima!" Someone immediately echoed.

"But didn't Ajima fall in love with a guard and get pregnant? The Queen Mother sent her out of the palace at that time, and I heard she also gave her a large sum of money?"

"Yes, how could a person who has been away from the palace for more than ten years appear at the banquet today? And become a dancer?"

Hearing everyone's discussion, Qingyun couldn't help but have a thought in her mind and looked slightly at Tubuxin opposite.

His face was full of curiosity and questions like everyone else's, but there was a trace of unnoticeable joy in his eyes that was fleeting, and clearly contained the joy of succeeding in his conspiracy. After thinking about it, Qingyun seemed to have some realization, and the corners of his lips raised. There was a hint of a smile but not a smile.

"He's quite smart." Mo Xuan's eyebrows flashed with a hint of amusement.

Qing Yun raised her eyebrows slightly: "It's good to be smart, but I'm afraid that if he is smart, he will be misled by his cleverness."

"Wouldn't this be more beneficial to us?"

"What do you want to do again?"

Last time, Zhou Kingdom's vitality was severely damaged. If it happened again, who knows when it would be possible to regain its vitality? Besides, Wu Yun was her friend, and she didn't want to affect Wu Yun's unsecured throne, and the situation of the four kingdoms could not be broken, otherwise The consequences are disastrous.

As if he understood Qingyun's thoughts, Mo Xuan said softly: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."

Wu Yun, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked solemn. Before he could say anything, the Supreme Emperor's vaguely excited voice came to his ears, so he pursed his lips slightly and remained silent. His pupils were bottomless, making it difficult to see through. What is she thinking.

"Ajima, aren't you..." Suddenly realizing the situation he was in, the Supreme Emperor changed the topic: "When did you enter the palace? Did you come to visit Yahui?"

Ejima seemed to have come back to her senses, and she suddenly stepped forward and knelt on the ground. Her delicate face was filled with desolation and sadness, and she shed tears without saying a word. She looked so charming.

"Since Ajima was once the queen's personal palace maid, and this time she came to the palace to visit the queen, please come and take her to Fukang Palace." Wu Yun said in a majestic voice.

Qinggeltai, who was standing behind Wuyun, immediately walked to Ajima, stretched out his hand to help her up and prepared to go to Fukang Palace.

Unexpectedly, Ajima pushed Qinggertai's hand away, stared straight at the dark clouds and said urgently: "Your Majesty, that woman is not your queen mother, I am your biological mother!"

The entire Imperial Garden fell silent immediately, everyone was dumbfounded, even the Supreme Emperor looked stunned and dumbfounded.

A hint of dark light flashed across Qingyun's deep eyes, so fast that no one could catch it.

"Unbridled!" Wu Yun was furious. His raised brows contained coldness and majesty, and his whole body exuded the natural imperial domineering air: "How can you not tolerate your royal blood? Come here, tell this woman who talks nonsense and disrupts the banquet. Drag him down and kill him immediately!"

Two forbidden soldiers came in immediately, escorting Ejima from left to right and about to leave.

Ajima struggled desperately and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, I am really your biological mother. If you kill me, you will be punished by God!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other. Thinking of the strange phenomena that appeared one after another during the day, could it be that the emperor was really not of royal blood?

The Supreme Emperor's face was gloomy and solemn, and his eyes were bottomless when he looked at Ejima.

His eyes flickered between Ajima and Dark Clouds. Shuolun's resolute face showed no expression at all, and he made up his mind to see the situation first before making a decision.

And there was unconcealable joy in Mailasu's eyes, wishing that Wuyun was not of royal blood.

Black eyes swept across the crowd with different expressions and whispers. Dark clouds' beautiful face flashed with a cold aura, and her eyes were as cold as ice: "Pull down!"

"Wait!"

"Prince De, is he going to disobey my will?"

Glaring angrily at Tubuxin who spoke out to stop him, Wu Yun's brows and eyes contained Senhan's bloodthirsty murderous intent, as well as a hint of disappointment and sadness.