Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Wen Luo and Wei Rong walked back slowly.

Wei Rong looked back and made sure there was no one around. He leaned over to Wen Luo's ear and whispered, "Your Highness, I just touched that woman's hand on purpose so Xiao Xian could see."

Wen Luo smiled softly, "I know."

"I just want to make things difficult for Xiao Xian. Didn't he ask Su He to seduce me? Fine, I'll take the bait.

In the Xiyuan Palace, besides Su He, there is only an old nanny. Just imagine what the relationship between Su He and him is.

Men have self-esteem in this kind of thing. I was not clear with Su He in front of him, which pissed him off."

Wen Luo raised his eyebrows: "You can do whatever you want, just be happy."

"Your Highness." Wei Rong stared at Wen Luo.

"Ah."

"that......"

"what happened?"

Wei Rong thought for a moment and said, "Nothing, I just thought you were in a good mood recently."

"Yeah, it's pretty good."

Wei Rong asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, you haven't gone out at night recently."

Wen Luo turned his head and looked at him with a smile.

"I'm not controlling you. I'm just showing my concern. I'm not afraid that you'll suddenly be unhappy one day. I can still think of a way."

"No." Wen Luo answered firmly.

"You really can't reveal anything at all?"

"No."

"Is it so mysterious?"

"Ah."

Wei Rong said gloomily: "Oh."

Wen Luo said, "Xiao Xian is trapped here, but he can still communicate with the outside world smoothly. Naturally, there must be something wrong with the guards outside. In order not to alert the enemy, the people outside have not moved for the time being, so there is no guarantee that someone will sneak in in the middle of the night one day."

This was in response to Wei Rong's question about why he didn't go out in the middle of the night.

"I understand, Your Majesty."

The two were about to walk towards the back hall when suddenly there was a knock on the palace door in front.

The old lady ran over quickly and opened the door as if she had greased her feet.

The old palace gate made an unpleasant creaking sound.

Wen Luo and Wei Rong turned around and looked over.

The person who led the way in was actually Eunuch Fu.

Eunuch Fu walked in and was about to tell the old nanny something, but his eyes happened to see Wen Luo and the others, and he stopped talking.

Eunuch Fu had no expression on his face and walked straight towards me.

Wei Rong subconsciously blocked Wen Luo behind him and asked loudly from a distance: "Hello, Eunuch Fu, thank you for coming. How come you have time to come to a place like this?"

"Of course I have something to ask the prince."

Wen Luo stood there without moving, patted Wei Rong's arm to indicate that everything was fine, and pushed him aside.

Eunuch Fu looked at Wen Luo and smiled slightly.

"My lord, it's time to take medicine."

Wei Rong became anxious and came over to block Wen Luo again.

"Eunuch Fu is joking. Our prince is not sick and does not need to take medicine."

Eunuch Fu glanced at him with a light look.

"It is well known that the prince is a skilled martial artist, so your majesty must be on guard. You also know that the prince has only been feeling unwell these days, and his life is not in danger.

This medicine is only used to suppress the prince's martial arts. If the prince refuses to drink it, I am afraid that this old servant will have to switch to a medicine that will end the problem once and for all, so that everyone will have less worries."

After Eunuch Fu finished speaking, he turned around and took out a bowl of black medicine from the food box that the palace maid had opened behind him.

Wei Rong's mind raced.

His prince was pretending to be weak before and was not poisoned at all, so there should be no problem this time.

He could probably guess that his prince and the emperor must have reached some agreement, which was why the prince was so cooperative.

Wei Rong looked at the bowl in Eunuch Fu's hand and subconsciously asked, "Can I have a taste?"

Eunuch Wei said expressionlessly: "Are you sure? Then do you mind adding some more ingredients?"

"Eunuch Fu, it's boring if you do this. I'm greedy, so I'll just take a small bite."

Wen Luo pushed Wei Rong aside again and reached out to take the bowl of black and ambiguous medicine from Eunuch Fu's hand.

Not to mention, just thinking about drinking this medicine takes a lot of courage.

Wen Luo took the medicine closer and took a look. It was not only black, but also very viscous.

As for the taste...

A distinct burnt smell mixed with the unpleasant smell of the various medicinal herbs themselves is very...refreshing.

Wen Luo turned his head to the side with some resistance.

——Or you could give me a bowl of poisoned wine that will put an end to all this.

Which god made this medicine?

What grudge do you have against him?

Wei Rong came over to take a look and immediately became furious: "Eunuch Fu, do you think that as long as you don't add poison, it won't count as you poisoning our prince, right?"

Wen Luo: “…”

Eunuch Fu said with an unfathomable look on his face: "What do you know? A medicine that can suppress martial arts without damaging the body's foundation must have its own unique features. Although it doesn't look good or smell good, as long as the prince drinks it, he will understand the good intentions of His Majesty."

Wen Luo's pupils lit up and he suddenly realized something.

This medicine was made by his baby himself, and it contains something useful!

"Stop arguing, I'll just drink."

"Your Majesty!"

Wen Luo ignored the dissuasion and picked up the bowl and gulped down a big mouthful.

His behavior clearly showed he had lost all reason. He didn't even think about his baby's cooking skills. As soon as he took a sip, he started coughing violently. He bent over and coughed so hard that he could hardly hold the bowl.

Wei Rong was terrified. He supported him, patted his back, and asked nervously, "Prince, what's wrong?"

After Wen Luo finished coughing, he looked up in disbelief at the almost motionless medicine in the bowl.

How much sugar was added to this? It all went down his throat in one bite.

This little girl's method of murdering her husband is quite novel. She wants to choke him to death.

Eunuch Fu looked at the situation and looked up at the sky with a guilty conscience.

His Majesty insisted on making the soup himself, and he couldn't persuade him.

Wen Luo waved at Wei Rong, mustered up his courage, and brought the bowl to his mouth again.

Today this is a bowl of syrup, and he is going to drink it.

The little girl felt sorry for her husband's hard life in the cold palace, so she specially prepared some sweet soup for him, and he had to drink it even if it meant choking to death.

Seeing his righteous look, Wei Rong felt so distressed that he almost cried.

After Wen Luo struggled to scrape a bowl of black "medicine juice" that was a mixture of various nourishing herbs and was cooked into his stomach with a spoon, Eunuch Fu was almost in tears and kept telling himself to hold it in.

These two masters, one dares to cook and the other dares to drink, they are indeed a perfect match.

When Wen Luo returned the bowl to Eunuch Fu, Eunuch Fu moved his fingertips and stuffed a small paper ball into the bottom of the bowl for him.

Wen Luo swept the paper ball into his palm as if nothing had happened and held it.

Eunuch Fu finished his work and walked out of the gate of Xiyuan Palace with the people he brought with him.

The door closed behind him. After he went out, he seemed to feel that the palace was unlucky and dusted his robe with a whisk with a cold face.

The guards at the door all lowered their heads. Only their leader came over and bowed to Eunuch Fu and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Eunuch Fu. They are all criminals. You are bothering me to come here in person."

"How can you talk like that?" Eunuch Fu flicked his whisk and said in a shrill and cold voice, "You can even say the word 'sinner'?"

The little leader immediately slapped himself on the mouth.

"Oh, look at my broken mouth. My father-in-law is teaching me a lesson."

“Forget about the one in there originally. The matter of the regent has not been finalized yet. If His Majesty is pleased one day, he might release that person.

Now I just let him take some medicine to restrain him, reduce his aggressiveness, and let him know who is the master of Dahan. If you keep gossiping, I will pull out your tongues. "

After saying this, Eunuch Fu took his men away.

The little leader kept bending down and waiting for him to go away.

After straightening up, he gave a mocking smile in the direction where Eunuch Fu disappeared.