Finally, she moved from the garden to the hall. After easing for a while, Princess Rou felt less hot.

In midsummer, the sweet scented osmanthus tree can shade, but the future sunshine is really hot. How can concubine Rou stand such a delicate body, expensive meat and excellent treatment? After finding all kinds of excuses, Luo qingluan finally agreed to return to the palace. She was reluctantly relieved.

But after sitting for a while, she was upset again!

It is worthy of being the Yushu palace. Every furnishing in the palace is so luxurious and valuable. Even the crane Cuiyu palace lanterns in the corner are made of gold and cast lifelike. How can you see them in other palaces? There is also the gauze curtain for decoration around. It is also the mackerel moon glass gauze transported from Dongwan country. It is not only light and cool, but also can emit hazy light in the dark. It is extremely valuable.

Not to mention those antique furnishings, tables, chairs, beds, which is not a treasure

This is what the queen can enjoy. This will be used by this woman from Dongwan. How can concubine Rou be comfortable? The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She couldn't hold it. She didn't even have the appetite to move chopsticks.

Plan... Plan... Princess Rou kept comforting herself. She must be patient.

"This is our specialty in North Vietnam, Qiongyu silver soup. Please try it, sister."

Princess Rou's eyes were cool. Although she was still smiling on her face, her tone was a little lighter. She pointed to a plate of dishes just brought in front of her and said, "this Qiong fish is delicious and spineless, which is only available in the Weishui River in North Vietnam. But the Weishui River is fast and cold, and even the most skilled fishermen can't catch it easily, so if you want to eat this Qiong fish, you really can't wait for idle people."

"And the silver silk, my sister must not know? Don't look at the silver silk. It takes more than ten kinds of game to make soup, and it needs to be boiled for more than ten hours. Then cool the thick soup into ice, cut it into thin silk and match it with seasonings..."

"Ouch..." as if it was hard to say. Concubine Rou waved her hand and looked exaggerated: "even if it is in this palace, she can eat it at most two or three times a year. My sister has a blessing in mouth today."

After hearing her words, Luo qingluan looked slightly strange: "really so rare?" Would concubine Rou be so kind to let her eat such valuable things?

Ruan bin nodded immediately, as if to confirm concubine Rou's words: "it's true. If she didn't know that her sister came from the Western Chu, she might not have eaten such a rare thing, and concubine Rou's sister wouldn't have specially ordered the kitchen to do this."

Jing Xiurong covered her mouth and smiled: "I'm blessed with my sister. My sister came all the way from Western Chu. She must have never eaten it. Come on, have a taste."

Luo qingluan didn't believe them.

Princess Rou said so many things that she was from the Western Chu and had never eaten such good palace things. Even though she said she was the daughter of the Duke of the Western Chu, they didn't believe it. It's obviously polite to her and treat her with such things. Doesn't it secretly say that she doesn't have the knowledge and can't afford such valuables?

It is also a hint that she is a luxurious and greedy woman. She follows Hanson to North Vietnam by any means for prosperity.

Luo qingluan gave a faint look, pretended not to understand, and only smiled and said, "well, since sister roufei is so interested, I'll try this Qiong fish silver soup."

With her chopsticks stretched out, she took a little snow-white fish and smelled it gently.

If there is poison, Luo qingluan can know by smelling it. If these women want to poison her, she will let these women eat on the spot regardless of face or not.

A moment later, Luo qingluan nodded. It was not poisonous, and it was really fragrant.

After a few mouthfuls, she determined that the Dow Jones fish silver soup was really carefully cooked. The fish meat melted at the entrance, and the meat jelly cut into silver was soft and delicious. When it was sent to the entrance, it became a fragrant soup. She was very delicious.

Rest assured, Luo qingluan began to eat impolitely.

Since what she said is so precious, wouldn't she be ashamed of the delicacy and the cook's skill if she didn't eat well? As for concubine Rou and others... Hehe, she doesn't care about their faces. Eat first.

Concubine Rou was stunned by Luo qingluan's speed.

This woman is eating, eating too... Too fast?

Rude, uneducated, hungry and dead... All kinds of ideas came out of her mind. If she hadn't thought about today's purpose, Princess Rou would have left long ago.

Did she sit at the same table with such a vulgar and cheap woman? In the past, Princess Rou never thought of it. Unconsciously, she complained about the North Vietnamese emperor. After two years of feeling, she realized that her majesty doted on her, but why did her majesty change when she suddenly came to this woman?

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. Luo qingluan ate in front of her. She ate most of a plate of Qiong fish silver soup that was hard to buy. Princess Rou herself was not good at robbing her, so she had to watch. Later, she simply stopped chopsticks.

Ruan bin looked at it with a sneer. She smiled and said, "my sister hasn't eaten such a good thing before? Hehe, it's rare today. You can eat more."

"Well, it's still edible, but the weight is less." Luo qingluan didn't care at all. After eating half full, he stopped for a moment: "you also eat. You're welcome."

She can't eat! This is the common idea of concubine rou.

"Isn't sister the daughter of some Marquis of Western Chu? Why are you there..."

Jing Xiurong's share is the lowest. Even if she wants to bury Luo qingluan, she looks particularly cautious for the sake of the "favor" of the northern Yue emperor to her. "Are your women in the Western Chu state... All eating is so vulgar... Oh, no, no, my sister doesn't mean that. My sister is too proud and cool. We're just a little surprised."

Luo qingluan smiled in his heart, but said seriously, "don't I give sister roufei face? Since these things are valuable, I have to eat them well, so I won't waste sister roufei's heart, isn't it?"

"Hehe... Yes." I don't know what to say.

She has never seen such a cheeky woman. What does your majesty like about her?

Her heart was like a fire burning. Princess Rou couldn't see it. She stared at Jing Xiurong and hinted, "sister Luo said it's worth it. You can eat Jing Xiurong?"

I can't help it. She's going to do it. She doesn't want to see women arrogant anymore.

"Oh, OK, OK. I eat, I eat." Jing Xiurong was surprised and immediately picked up chopsticks to prepare dishes.

"It's not for you to eat vegetables. You're not feeling well recently and you don't have a good appetite. It's better to eat some fruit." The soft imperial concubine's eyes moved and said, "these fruits are prepared by sister Luo. After you eat them, you have all the intention of sister Luo, haven't you?"

"Oh, yes, I'll eat fruit."

Jing Xiurong remembered the plan they had discussed before. She quickly put down her chopsticks, took a few grapes from the nearby fruit tray and ate them. She said with a dry smile, "these grapes are good. Sister Luo has a heart."

No vegetables, no fruit? Luo qingluan doesn't understand what concubine Rou means. Is there something wrong between concubine Rou and this Jing Xiurong? If so, why are these three together?

Since she couldn't figure it out, Luo qingluan didn't want to. If she had any means, she would follow.

After a full meal, it was dark. Cui'er had already lit the palace lanterns. The candles on the hall were burning like daylight. From time to time, a cool wind blew in from the door, which was particularly comfortable.

"I've had enough to eat and talked all day. Will sister roufei be tired? If you're tired, go back quickly." Luo qingluan saw off the guests again.

Almost, Princess Rou calculated the time. Her heart began to get excited, but her face was faint: "well, we've been playing all day, and we're a little tired. Go back to the palace?"

Luo qingluan nodded: "then I won't keep you. Go back early."

Ruan bin stretched out her hand to hold Jing Xiurong. She stepped back and said, "be careful, sister. You should see clearly when it's dark. Don't fall."

Just at this time, the meditation Rong just took a step, suddenly his face changed greatly, covered his lower abdomen and said, "ouch..."

Soft imperial concubine's head turned quickly: "what's the matter with your sister?"

"It hurts, sister!" Jing Xiurong looked so painful that her facial features were wrinkled together: "my stomach, I don't know how, suddenly hurts... Ah, sister, I can't stand it. Call the imperial doctor..."

"What's the matter? Isn't it just fine?" Ruan Bin's face changed greatly, "sister, you sit down first. Come on, don't go and call the imperial doctor!"

Two palace maids immediately ran out, and concubine Rou's face sank. She held Jing Xiurong's hand and was worried: "how could this happen? Did you eat bad stomach? But I remember my sister didn't seem to eat anything. How could she have such abdominal pain?"

Hearing this, Luo qingluan, who had been vigilant, reacted.

Is this the plan of roufei and others?

Pretend to have a stomachache and say that if you eat something bad here, you can rake it upside down? After all, I can't see whether there is abdominal pain. Jing Xiurong says she has abdominal pain. Can she still say that she is pretending?

However, after a while, when the imperial doctor came, Luo qingluan knew that he still wanted to be simple.

Jing Xiurong was sweating and pale. After the imperial doctor took her pulse for a while, her face changed greatly and said, "Princess Rou, Lord Jing, this is poisoning!"

Poisoning? Luo qingluan frowned.

The imperial doctor's words haven't finished yet: "more than that, Jing Xiaozhu has been pregnant for more than a month. I'm afraid this poisoning will affect the fetus in the stomach. We must detoxify quickly."

Concubine Rou seemed to know that. She was shocked and said, "are you pregnant? How can this be good? Doctor, what poison did Jing Xiurong get? How could she be poisoned? We all eat together. Why are we all okay? But Jing Xiurong has something to do?"

"Maybe what did you eat..."

As the doctor said, he got up and walked to the next table. He looked at the soup cups and plates that were too late to remove. He sniffed, picked up all kinds of cups and smelled. Finally, he said in a deep voice, "empress Rou, this is poisonous."

As soon as they saw it, the imperial doctor was pointing to a plate of fruit, including the grapes Jing Xiurong had just eaten.