Zi Yan's eyes were terrified, and she turned her face away.
"I don't drink!"
At this moment, Rong Chang'an's left hand had pinched Zi Yan's chin, and the pain forced Zi Yan to open his mouth.
"Woo... you... what do you want? Rong Changan!"
Seeing Rong Chang'an's stern expression, Zi Yan's heart was pounding.
"I want you to drink the herbal tea!"
The more Rong Changan asked Zi Yan to drink herbal tea, the more fearful Zi Yan became. If the herbal tea wasn't filled with some unhealthy medicine, why did Rong Changan insist on her drinking it
At this moment, Ziyan thought of Rong Changan's lost child, Song Qiang who died in battle, and the happiness that originally belonged to Rong Changan, but was taken away by her bit by bit.
She also saw the gates of hell opening to her, and a pale, cold, bony hand stretched out from within.
"Let... let me go!"
Rong Changan put the herbal tea bowl against Zi Yan's mouth, and slowly tilted it until the herbal tea could flow down her mouth and into her throat. There was a gurgling sound in Ziyan's throat.
Zi Yan wanted to shake her face away, but Rong Chang'an's hands were like iron pincers, preventing her from moving.
Some herbal tea flowed from the corner of her mouth, but most of the herbal tea flowed into her stomach.
The cold herbal tea chilled her to the bone, like the cold wind from hell, cooling her blood and the longing for life in her eyes. The corners of her eyes were shining, and there were two crystal clear teardrops hanging there. She thought she was going to die!
Only when the bottom of the herbal tea bowl was turned upside down did Rong Changan let go of his hand. With a bang, the bowl fell to the ground. Fortunately, there was a carpet and the bowl was not broken.
"Wow… "
Zi Yan bent down, stretched out her index finger and middle finger, and stuck them into her throat vigorously. Even if her stomach was full of water, she would continue to stick her fingers in until she spit out all the herbal tea in her stomach.
"Wow… "
What came out of her mouth was not herbal tea, but some digestive products in her stomach, and some greenish-yellow liquid, which stained the red carpet, and she didn't know what it was.
Ziyan's face was pale and blue, and she felt like she was about to vomit out her stomach.
"How does it feel to be forced to drink?"
Rong Chang'an looked at Zi Yan scratching his throat coldly, without any sympathy on his face.
Zi Yan continued to dig, Wei Weiyang looked at Rong Changan. In her eyes, there was no trace of expression anymore, it was dim, like a death row prisoner who was escorted to the execution ground for execution.
Zi Yan: "..."
Rong Changan shot contempt and anger from his narrowed eyes: "It doesn't feel good to be forced to drink, so how does it feel to instill bad thoughts into a simple girl? I guessed right, let Zixuan drink in one day. The person whose mind has changed must be you!"
Ziyan finally understood that the purpose of Rong Changan's trip was to settle accounts with her for Zixuan.
"What did you tell Zixuan?"
Zi Yan: "Ahem... I... I didn't say anything to her."
How could Rong Changan believe this sentence! Just like what she said to Chuntao, Ziyan's words are not shocking and endless.
"Didn't say anything? Didn't say anything, Zixuan would become like that? She was fine with me yesterday, and seeing me now is like seeing a poisonous snake and beast. If you didn't brainwash her, how could she be like this? "
Ziyan's eyeballs rolled around: "Maybe... maybe someone from the palace told her something, she misunderstood you."
Rong Chang'an snorted: "Who else in the whole palace is as shameless and despicable as you, unscrupulous? It can be said that you are the cheapest woman in the whole palace. If you twist your butt, I know you are going to be mean again. "
Ziyan felt so bitter in her mouth, she thought it was the poison that Rong Changan put in the herbal tea, otherwise how could the herbal tea be bitter? She didn't know that it was best to spit it out, but it was bitter to spit out gastric juice.
"Rong Chang'an, what exactly did you put in the herbal tea? Will it cause death?"
The eyes that shot at Rong Changan were fearful and pleading.
What she cared about was what was put in the herbal tea, but what Rong Changan cared about was what Zi Yan said to Zi Xuan.
"I warn you, you can come at me if you have anything, but don't pollute sister Zixuan. If I know that you continue to contact her and instill some bad thoughts in her, I will definitely not let you go. Today is just a small punishment, I don’t know what I will do to you in the future! Don’t force me to do things that violate my life principles.”
Rong Changan scratched his fist, turned around abruptly, his clothes fluttered, as if a gust of wind had blown into the palace.
"Chuntao, let's go!"
The master and servant, one in front of the other, stepped out of the high threshold.
"Rong Chang'an, you... What exactly did you put in the herbal tea?" Zi Yan touched his throat and then his stomach, feeling as if he was a cornered beast in panic.
Rong Changan stood still, looked back at Ziyan, with a triumphant smile on the corners of his eyes and mouth: "If it wasn't for the poison, how could I force you to drink it? Hmph, do you think I, Rong Changan, would do this for no reason?" something?"
Zi Yan roared in a hoarse and crying voice: "What the hell is that?"
Rong Changan's eyes flashed coldness quickly: "I won't tell you, it's a poison that will make you suffer!"
With a whoosh, Rong Changan turned back, blinked his eyes, and couldn't see her and Chuntao anymore.
Zi Yan fell to the ground, not knowing what to do.
"Qingqing, Qingqing!"
An explosion-like sound came from the hall, and Qingqing ran in.
"My lord, what are your orders?"
Ziyan was furious, stood up quickly, and grabbed Qingqing's neck, just like Rong Changan pinched her just now, and pressed Qingqing against the wall.
"Didn't you bring the herbal tea to me? How did it end up in Rong Chang'an's hands?"
Qingqing patted Ziyan's hand: "Concubine, you... you are like this, I... I can't speak!"
Zi Yan let go of his hand slightly: "Did you see what Rong Changan put in the herbal tea?"
Qingqing said: "The queen walked in quickly after taking herbal tea, I don't know what she put in it!"
Zi Yan lowered her head and pondered, could it be that Rong Changan was lying to me, it was just an empty plan, in fact, she didn't put anything in the herbal tea at all
But according to Rong Chang'an's usual style, she would not shoot empty arrows.
"Qingqing, you... do you know that you can spit out the contents of your stomach if you eat something?"
Qingqing remembered that when she was very young, someone in the village ate something wrong, and the old people would urinate on that person.
"Yes, but I'm afraid the imperial concubine won't drink it."
Ziyan waved her hand and slapped Qingqing: "What is it, tell me quickly!"
Qingqing's face was flushed with five finger prints. Qingqing endured the burning pain and the tears that had already filled her eyes.
"I heard old people say that drinking urine can spit out the contents of the stomach."
Zi Yan couldn't help frowning: "Drinking urine? What kind of method is this?"
Not to mention the coquettishness, if it spreads, wouldn't it be treated as a joke