Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1503: It is another psychological warfare

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Red Bean nodded, "I have never eaten this kind of buns. I heard the grandpa and grandmother say that when the family was poor, they couldn't even eat this kind of buns. They ate steamed buns made of cornmeal and wild vegetables. At that time, the grandparents The grandmother is complaining."

Grabbing the steamed buns, although the girl was eating slowly, she did not show her unwilling expression anymore, her brows were crooked, and she sometimes smiled at her brother and brother.

Qiqi was silent for a long time, and finally broke the remaining buns in half, and gave half to Croton.

If croton doesn't pick it up, he won't eat it.

"Brother eat, and Qiqi also eat." Hongdou broke off the other half of the steamed bun that she hadn't bitten, divided it into two pieces, and gave them to the two.

In the end, the three small nests were in one place, and the three of them had steamed buns. You and I would share one bite at a time.

From time to time, the little laughter rippled from the circle of three, causing the jailer to come over and look at it several times.

"Guess when my parents will come and fish us out?"

"I don't know, but Dad loves me and he will definitely come soon."

"It shouldn't be too soon. This time I broke into the jail. My father must have been angry with me. I must have a taste of self-inflict. I guess at least we have to wait until we have enough lessons. Mother will show up."

"Daddy should save me and Qiqi if he doesn't save you. You are the one who caused the trouble, and you are the one who caused me and Qiqi."

"Hey little girl, I blame your brother at this time. You don't have any part of the angry old man? If Qiqi can talk, he must be among them."

"Giggle, Qiqi won't, Qiqi will only do it directly."

"So Qiqi is suitable for black face, Qiqi, in the future, we will sing black face and I will sing white face, we two swords go together!"

Qiqi ate the loss of speechlessness, was teased by the brothers and sisters repeatedly, and finally silently raised his head and looked out of the skylight.

sigh.

On the second day, news came from Zhuangzi that after the plague patient drank the medicine last night, his condition has eased. This is great news.

It can be relieved, and as long as it takes time, it may not be completely cured.

It's just that the situation on the palace side is not optimistic.

Bei Canghuang was vomited and bloody by three little babies yesterday, and he woke up until midnight in a coma. After drinking the medicine, he didn’t react at all. Now instead of getting better, he looks more serious. He even has the strength to sit up. there is none left.

On the other side of Shu Fei, she was still in a crazy state. She grabbed and bitten when she saw someone, pressed her to drink the medicine, and finally overturned the medicine, so she couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

Hearing the series of reports from the old eunuch next to him, Bei Canghuang's expression was gloomy.

In other words, with the exception of Concubine Shu, after drinking the medicine prescribed by Princess Nanling, he was the only one who didn't get any better, and his condition worsened.

"The emperor, do you think that Princess Nanling hated the emperor and threw the little son and the little princess into the jail, so the medicine given to the emperor is ineffective?" The old eunuch considered the words and carefully tested. Let it out with the little princess? Nothing is more important than the emperor’s dragon body health..."

"Shut up! Cough, cough, cough!" With a scream, Bei Canghuang almost lost his breath, and his body's weakness was more serious than he thought, which made his eyes become colder and colder, "I am the Bei Canghuang! Even if the Nanling King is a dragon, I am here. I should stay on the site too! How can I be restrained by them! Let me pass the word on, I don’t get better every day, and the three little boys in the jail don’t think about getting better! Privately rushed into my bedroom, spoke rudely in front of me, and offended me. Tianwei, I did not chop their heads immediately, it is already a great forgiveness! Go! Cough cough cough!"

The old eunuch had no choice but to go down and pass the order.

This order was actually passed to the Nanling King and the Nanling Princess.

The emperor wanted to see if the Nanling Kings and his wife cared about the lives of their children. This is a bet on his own body and the lives of the three children, betting that King Nanling will compromise first.

This is another psychological warfare.

Fantasy Hall.

What Bei Canghuang said was quickly spread to Liu Yusheng's follower Qing Bai's ears.

"Can the children really be all right there?" Liu Yusheng frowned.

She is not Feng Qingbai after all, there is no way to calm down like him. She is smart and smart, and she also believes that Feng Qingbai can control the depth of things, but she is a mother.

"You see you are in a hurry again. I said let them be taught in jail and won't really let them go. I am also their father, and red beans are also in it." This made the woman angrily.

"If the red bean isn't there, would you really let it go?"

"No, when did I make you sad?"

"Too much to go."

Feng Qingbai closed his mouth in time to prevent the woman from turning over the old account, and he might not be able to coax him back for a while.

"I promise you that at most tomorrow, the Emperor Bei Cang will deliver Croton Red Bean and Qiqi to you in person."

"If it can't be done?" Liu Yusheng raised his eyebrows, and saw the man with a serious face, "If it can't be done, I will sleep in the study for a month."

"One year."

"..." Then he had to do it desperately.

After the emperor’s words came out, there were many people in the secretly staring at the movement of the Huanchen Hall, wanting to see what the Nanling King would respond, but waiting around, there was no movement at all, as if the couple really Don't worry about the life and death of a pair of children.

Secretly, countless people murmured in their hearts, and countless people became more nervous.

What kind of temper is Nanling King Fengqingbai? Javier must be reported, and most of them are reported on the spot. Those who can't report on the spot, he will keep it in his heart for one year, two years and ten years, and one day he will report back.

Now what the emperor has done is no different from poking a hornet's nest on Feng Qingbai's head. Can Feng Qingbai give up easily

But they couldn't guess what Feng Qingbai would do, and they could only wait anxiously, waiting for the event to completely erupt.

The same goes for Bei Canghuang. He can't get up anymore, and has no strength at all, and he can't sleep well.

Feng Qingbai is silent, what is he thinking of

"Send someone, go, and stare at Feng Qingbo for me! As long as he has a slight change, report it immediately!"

After half a day and one night passed, the people in Huanchen Palace still did not move.

Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, but make the people in the dark get anxious.

The next day, in the morning, an emergency report came from outside the palace.

The plague patient was found in the city again and died.

Bei Canghuang bounced off the bed and fell down suddenly in shock, panting heavily, "What are you talking about, dead, dead? Dead?"

"Yes, the emperor! When it was discovered this morning, the man was dead. Several doctors in the city visited and confirmed that the man was suffering from the plague."

Bei Canghuang's pale face was instantly as white as a dead person, and a trace of redness was flashed across his glaring eyes.

In the sharply dilated pupils, strands of terror spread.