The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

Shangguan Qing also attended the banquet. Yan Heng's previous indifference to her had been a source of resentment for her. Although Shangguan Qing's target was Yan Jin, she still couldn't stand the thought of Yan Heng falling in love with someone else. For this banquet, she had specially dressed in a flowing white gauze dress and was also preparing to perform a dance at the banquet, hoping to impress everyone.

There were many young ladies from aristocratic families who had the same idea as her, and they all wanted to dance and sing at the banquet to attract Yan Heng's attention.

Yan Heng sat next to the emperor, looking at the various beauties below with a cold face, completely unmoved.

"Heng'er, is there a girl you like?" Yan Yintian could naturally see what these girls were thinking, so he asked with a smile.

"Father, I have no such thoughts," Yan Heng replied. Many officials had come to toast him today, and he was already slightly tipsy.

At this time, Shangguan Qing's turn to dance was just around the corner. She looked at the handsome man on the stage and couldn't help but be moved. If she hadn't known that Yan Jin would be the final winner, she would have definitely chosen Yan Heng. She began to dance gracefully, her cold and beautiful eyes fixed on the man on the stage.

Yan Jin raised his wine glass, watching all this with a cold look in his eyes. Soon, soon, Yan Heng would stop smiling. A hint of a smile appeared on Yan Jin's lips, as if he was full of anticipation for the drama that was about to happen.

"This dance is quite unique. I remember that you seemed to like the daughter of the Minister of Revenue before. Now that you are old enough, why not choose her as your concubine?" Yan Yintian was very concerned about his son's feelings. After all, other children would have had many wives and concubines by the time they reached the prince's age.

Yan Heng looked at Shangguan Qing dancing below, and immediately thought of his hypocrisy in the southwest. Only then did Yan Heng realize that his love for Shangguan Qing had long since vanished, so he replied, "Father, there is no rush for my son's marriage."

At the end of the song, Shangguan Qing bowed gracefully. Everyone present applauded, praising Shangguan Qing's graceful dance. However, Yan Heng's reaction was indifferent, as if he were a stranger, with no expression at all. Shangguan Qing's smile froze instantly. She had not expected Yan Heng to be so disrespectful to her, and a trace of anger rose in her heart.

At this moment, a palace maid poured wine for Yan Heng, but accidentally spilled the wine all over Yan Heng's clothes. Seeing this, the palace maid knelt down hurriedly and begged for mercy.

Yan Heng frowned, not wanting to blame him in public, so he turned to Yan Yintian and said, "Father, I'll go change my clothes first." After saying that, he stood up and left the banquet hall.

Near the banquet hall was a Guanyi Hall for people to rest and change clothes. The eunuch came over and led Yan Heng in that direction. After Yan Heng entered the room, the eunuch retreated quietly.

Before Yan Heng could react, he heard the sound of a lock being locked behind him. He hurried to the door and found it was locked from the outside. Then, Yan Heng smelled a strange fragrance and heard strange noises from the inner room.

He walked into the inner room and saw someone lying on the bed. When he lifted the gauze curtain, he saw two women lying on the bed, one of whom was the emperor's favorite concubine.

The two of them were clearly drugged, and were complaining of being hot while stripping off their clothes. Yan Heng quickly lowered the gauze curtain.

As he inhaled more and more of the aroma, Yan Heng's body began to feel scorching hot. At this moment, he finally realized that this aroma was probably some kind of aphrodisiac.

Yan Heng didn't dare delay and immediately strode to the window, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Zhang Ji!" Zhang Ji was considered his personal guard, usually always by his side. Sure enough, after only a few calls, he heard Zhang Ji's anxious response from outside the window.

"Master, the front door is locked. These windows are also locked. But don't worry, master. I can open them." As the Crown Prince's most capable secret guard, Zhang Ji naturally had some extraordinary skills. He quickly pulled out a slender silver needle from his pocket, and soon, the lock was easily opened.

"Master, there is someone guarding the front door, so you have to jump out of the window." Zhang Ji pushed open the window nimbly and said after looking out.

Yan Heng no longer hesitated and leaped out of the window. At this moment, the medicinal effects in his body surged even more violently, and his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Even his walk began to stagger and he staggered.

He gritted his teeth and, relying on the last shred of rationality left, ordered Zhang Ji, "Quick! Take me back to the East Palace and ask Wenrou for the antidote. Move quickly!"

Zhang Ji didn't dare to delay even a little bit, and hurriedly helped Yan Heng up and rushed to the East Palace. After Zhang Ji sent Yan Heng to the bedroom, he rushed to find Wen Rou without stopping.

By the time Wenrou arrived at the bedroom, Yan Heng was already somewhat fuzzy and unconscious. After escorting Wenrou to the bedroom, Zhang Ji quickly closed the door and slipped away, feeling relieved. He understood that since his master had been poisoned by this drug, the antidote must naturally be Wenrou.

Wenrou was shocked to see Yan Heng like this, so she hurried forward to take his pulse.

"I accidentally smelled a fragrance, and then I became like this. Give me the antidote quickly!" Yan Heng clenched his teeth, and the words squeezed out from between his teeth seemed to be mixed with painful groans.

"Your Highness, the medicine you took is quite strong. If you don't sleep with others, I'm afraid that in the future you will..." Wenrou hesitated and paused for a moment, but ultimately did not dare to say the rest of the words.

What will happen?" Yan Heng asked after struggling to stand up.

"That part may lose its function and can no longer be used normally." Wenrou replied softly.

After hearing this, Yan Heng stared at Wenrou with wide eyes, and then he could no longer suppress the surging desire in his body, and pulled Wenrou into his arms.

Wenrou exclaimed in surprise, then reacted and began to struggle violently, but after a while, the sound of the struggle gradually turned into a delicate voice.

Under the influence of the drug, Yan Heng's movements were very ferocious. He pestered Wen Rou all night long. Wen Rou's moans gradually became hoarse, and from moaning to crying, until finally, Wen Rou fainted. Even so, Yan Heng did not let Wen Rou go.

Zhang Ji handed Yan Heng over to Wenrou and left without worry. He still needed to return to the banquet and wait and see who had drugged him.

At the banquet, Yan Yintian saw that Yan Heng had not returned yet, and could not help but ask his chief eunuch He Zhengdao: "Why hasn't the prince come back yet? Can you go and see what's going on?"

He Zheng responded and went to Guanyi Hall. At this time, the lock of Guanyi Hall had disappeared. He Zheng knocked on the door, and when no one answered for a long time, he pushed the door open and walked in.