Everyone sat down as instructed.
Without the emperor's orders, Zhao Qian called the imperial guards and dragged Qin Wanru's family out.
When everyone saw it, no one dared to come out to intercede for them.
People who are disliked by the emperor are stupid enough to get close to them.
Lu Yunshuang was naturally equally indifferent.
The deep love between sisters in the past was nothing more than a joke.
Lin Qingyuan glanced at Lu Yunshuang, feeling suddenly uncomfortable.
She naturally knew Qin Wanru's usual style. He followed Lu Yunshuang all day long. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was her follower.
But now, something happened to Qin Wanru, but Lu Yunshuang ignored it, acting like it had nothing to do with him.
She frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.
Aunt Zheng sat next to Lu Liangwei and asked with concern: "Weiwei, were you okay just now?"
Lu Liangwei nodded towards Lu Tingchen, indicating that he was fine, so that he could rest assured.
Seeing him sitting down at another table, he turned to look at Aunt Zheng and said, "I'm sorry, Aunt Zheng, I'm fine."
"That's good, that's good." Aunt Zheng looked relieved. She thought of something, her eyes flickered, and she leaned forward a little closer and asked in a low voice, "Then Miss Qin's sudden disobedience was really not your fault. What tricks did you do?"
Lu Liang glanced at her slightly and asked, "Miss Qin's disgrace has nothing to do with me, and what can I do? It's better for Aunt Zheng to teach me."
Aunt Zheng choked.
Seeing Lu Liangwei's calm look, he felt a little unsure again.
Then Qin Wanru farted in front of the emperor, was it really not her fault
Lu Liang lowered his eyes slightly. Qin Wanru's sudden loss of etiquette was naturally her fault.
She is good at making poisons and is even more expert at using them.
When she was pouring Qin Wanru's water, she sprinkled some medicinal powder that could make people breathe into the water.
Qin Wanru was splashed with water twice by her, and the water inevitably flowed into her mouth.
The amount of medicinal powder she prepared does not need to be large, as long as a small amount enters the person's mouth, it will achieve excellent results.
At this time, Lu Hetian learned the news and hurried in from outside.
After saluting the emperor, he quickly returned to his seat and examined Lu Liang slightly.
"Weiwei, what happened just now, were you injured?"
Lu Liang shook his head slightly, "Nothing happened to me, father, don't worry."
Lu Hetian felt relieved now, but when he saw that her hair on the temples was a little wet, he couldn't help but frowned again, "What's wrong with your hair?"
Lu Liangwei didn't want him to pursue the matter any further, so he said, "When I was drinking water just now, I accidentally spilled it." As he said that, he picked up the handkerchief and wiped the wet hair on his temples.
Although Lu Hetian had doubts, since the banquet had already begun, he didn't ask any more questions.
A small incident was quickly forgotten by everyone.
Today is the emperor's thirtieth birthday. The banquet begins with the gift presentation.
As the crown prince, Long Chi was naturally the first to offer gifts.
Lu Yunshuang stood beside him and congratulated the emperor on his birthday.
"I, my wife, I wish your uncle the longevity of the Southern Mountains and the blessings of the East Sea!"
Lu Liangwei listened to this and felt it was ironic.
Long Chi, an ambitious guy, had known for a long time that the emperor was seriously ill, so he really didn't mean what he said.
I'm afraid, my heart is already hoping that the emperor will die soon so that he can ascend to the throne.
After saying his birthday greetings, Long Chi waved, and a palace attendant from behind immediately came forward with a tray.
Everyone held their breath, wanting to see what birthday gift the prince had prepared for the emperor.
I saw Long Chi picking up a folding fan from the tray carried by the palace attendant.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but shake their heads.
Although today is only the emperor's thirtieth birthday, as a prince, it would be too shabby to give him a folding fan.
Lu Hetian's expression also showed some disapproval.
Aunt Zheng was secretly anxious when she saw it.
Lu Liangwei saw everyone's expressions in his eyes.
Everyone guessed wrong this time. His Highness the Crown Prince is not a simple person. Naturally, he would not use a broken fan as a birthday gift for the emperor.
That fan has a lot of history!
(End of chapter)