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Although the commotion wasn't loud, it was enough to draw the attention of some people sitting nearby. Their gazes were filled with inquiry and doubt.

Lin Ci'an didn't want to take the glass of wine, but seeing Chu Ziyu enduring the pain, he took it as if possessed.

Chu Ziyu's fingertips still retained the slightly cool touch and the sudden force when Lin Ci'an had just tightly gripped his injured arm.

However, the next moment, he saw Lin Ci'an's eyes change, and he actually took the golden cup and drank it all.

(Did he drink? Did his wife become more patient?)

(Originally, I was planning to play pitiful when he splashed it on my face.)

A hint of surprise flashed through Chu Ziyu's mind.

He withdrew his hand, letting his wide sleeves fall naturally, cleverly concealing his injured left arm. He gave Lin Ci'an a gentle smile, "Ci'an is indeed straightforward."

"Boss, Lord Lin is drinking!"

"Just drink it."

Lin Ci'an sat down silently and placed the empty golden cup back on the table with a crisp sound.

He lowered his eyes and no longer looked at Chu Ziyu.

6872's voice rang out sharply in his mind again: "Boss! The point is not whether he drinks or not!

It's that wine! The wine contains the 'Spring Breeze' that Concubine Liu gave it!

She has already sent her niece Liu Wanru to the warm room in the side hall of your palace! She is just waiting for the effects of your medicine to take effect! "

Moreover, this thing is a kind of secret medicine of the palace, extremely insidious!

It is colorless and odorless, cannot be detected by a silver needle, and cannot be detected at all when mixed in wine.

Moreover, the medicinal properties take effect slowly and will be cleverly integrated into the alcohol, making people just think that it is their own emotional arousal and blood rushing after being drunk, and they will never suspect that they have been drugged!

Looking back, I can only think that I lost control of myself after drinking, and I couldn't find any evidence of being framed! Concubine Liu played this trick in a ruthless and covert way!

Upon hearing this, Chu Ziyu felt even colder.

(What a "spring breeze.")

This was a trap tailor-made for him.

He had just recovered from a serious illness and was weaker than an average person, so it was reasonable for him to have an "overreaction" after drinking.

When he "accomplishes something good" with Liu Wanru, it will seem to outsiders that Chu Ziyu cannot control himself, or that he took advantage of the alcohol and accepted the "gift" from his mother's family.

The Liu family was able to achieve their goal, save face, and even accuse him of misconduct?

And he, having suffered this loss in silence, still had to accept the Liu family's kindness of "giving away their daughter"?

What a good plan, what a good plan!

This made his gaze towards Lin Ci'an deepen.

How would the drug work on Lin Ci'an? He was such a cold and aloof man, if he only thought it was his drunken indiscretion...

The palace banquet was in full swing, and the noise of stringed instruments died down for a moment. On the throne, the emperor seemed to have just whispered a few words with the chief eunuch beside him.

His eyes casually swept across the table below, and finally landed on Chu Ziyu, who was sitting quietly in the prince's seat, his face still a little pale.

That look carried the scrutiny and subtle indifference peculiar to an emperor, lacking much fatherly warmth. It was more like an assessment of an object's current value and condition.

The emperor did not raise his voice, but casually raised his hand, pointed in the direction of Chu Ziyu, and gave a faint instruction to the eunuch standing beside him.

The eunuch immediately understood and quickly walked down the imperial steps to Chu Ziyu's seat. He bowed and whispered, his voice not loud enough for the people nearby to hear clearly: "Third Prince, His Majesty invites you to come forward and speak."

Although this was not as eye-catching as the formal "summoning", the attention of several nearby tables was instantly attracted.

The few people who were originally toasting and chatting with Chu Ziyu immediately fell silent, respectfully stepped back a little, but their eyes were still following him vaguely.

Chu Ziyu's heart suddenly trembled.

(Here we are.)

When he "recovered from illness" and reappeared in the power field, the emperor had to express his feelings, but he would never let him have it too easy.

He immediately stood up, walked forward with a slightly pretentious gait (three parts real and seven parts acting), and bowed respectfully at the foot of the imperial steps: "Father."

The emperor looked down at him and did not let him get up immediately.