Ping Zhao Lu

At this moment, Chu Heyuan was holding his cheeks tightly with both hands and lowering his head deeply, as if he wanted to bury his entire head in his palms, trying to hide the extremely bright and even exaggerated smile on his face.

After a long while, Wei Xian walked back to the hall with a tired look on his face and heavy steps, then sat back to his original position like a deflated ball.

The officials sitting around him, who were drunk and almost unconscious, couldn't help but start teasing Wei Xian when they saw how listless he looked.

For a while, all kinds of teasing and jokes came one after another, making Wei Xian, who was already in a bad mood, feel helpless and irritated.

Wei Xian sat silently in his seat for quite a while. Just when he thought nothing would happen again, he never expected that familiar, maddening feeling to come back again!

In an instant, Wei Xian's face, already gloomy and almost dripping with water, became even darker, as if a large basin of ink had been poured on it. However, even so, he finally had to stand up and hurriedly ran out of the hall.

Seeing this scene, Chu Heyuan, who had been trying hard not to laugh out loud, could no longer hold it in. His entire body was shaking from trying so hard to suppress his laughter, as if all the muscles in his body had lost control at this moment.

At the same time, Xu Zhouye had just raised his head and drank the wine in the glass when he saw Chu Heyuan's funny look in the audience. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise up, revealing an irrepressible smile.

Xu Zhouye already had a clear understanding of what was happening right now.

He could guess without thinking too much that it must be because of Wei Xian, so now the little prince was trying to find ways to play a trick on him.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhouye couldn't help but secretly applaud Chu Heyuan in his heart.

Chu Heyuan on this side was completely unaware of Xu Zhouye's admiring gaze. He just saw him stand up slowly and calmly, and then walk steadily towards the center of the hall.

When he stood still, he respectfully bowed to Xu Zhouye, who was sitting above him, and said slowly, "Father, I feel a little tired today. I want to return to my bedroom to rest first."

Xu Zhouye nodded slightly in agreement and said, "Go ahead."

After receiving the response, Chu Heyuan walked briskly but steadily, taking small steps and walking calmly towards the palace gate, his figure gradually moving away.

*

Wei Xian had just come out of the toilet.

At this moment, he looked as pale as paper and extremely weak, as if all his strength had been drained away. He held his stomach tightly with both hands, his legs were shaking, beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, and he looked extremely exhausted.

He struggled to move his feet, cursing inwardly, "Damn it! Who on earth is so bold as to give me a laxative? If I catch him, I'll give him a taste of his own medicine!"

Just as he was filled with resentment and wild thoughts, his soul seemed to have flown away into the sky, and he was completely unaware that there was a person approaching quietly behind him.

Suddenly, Wei Xian felt a piercing pain in the back of his neck. Before he could react, his eyes rolled back and he fell straight forward to the ground.

Seeing Wei Xian fainted on the ground, Shi'an couldn't help but reveal a smug smile on his face. Then he quickly took out the sack he had prepared in advance and put Wei Xian's head into it in a lightning speed. Then he tied his hands and feet neatly, but not too tightly, and deliberately left some room for movement.

After everything was done, they dragged the man to the lakeside where few people went.

After a long while, Chu Heyuan hurried over.

I just happened to see Wei Xian's head being held down by Shi'an, and he was constantly being immersed in water and pulled out, repeating this many times.

Wei Xian, who had just been awakened by the cold water, was now twisting his body desperately like a frightened bird, trying to break free from Shi'an's hands that were like iron pliers.

Chu Heyuan, who was standing aside and witnessing the whole process, saw the ridiculous scene in front of him and a smile instantly bloomed on his face, like a blooming flower.

But he knew very well that he must not make any sound and expose himself, so he suppressed his laughter, which made his face turn red and his body tremble slightly from excessive endurance.

At the same time, Shi'an noticed Chu Heyuan's arrival and turned his head to give him a smug look.

Chu Heyuan understood what he meant and immediately gave him a thumbs-up, expressing his appreciation and approval. Then, Chu Heyuan waved his hand, signaling Shi'an to release the unconscious Wei Xian.

After receiving the order, Shi'an tossed Wei Xian aside without hesitation, like trash. Then, he quickly followed Chu Heyuan, and the two of them tiptoed and quietly turned away, disappearing into this remote, deserted place.

Wei Xian, lying on the ground, felt a splitting headache, as if millions of steel needles were piercing his brain at the same time.

However, he soon regained some consciousness and quickly realized what had happened.

He angrily struggled to break free from the ropes that bound him and pulled off the hood on his head, revealing a face distorted by extreme anger.

He was gasping for breath, his eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and he looked very scary.

Wei Xian looked around, but found that the hateful culprits had disappeared long ago.

This made him, who was already furious, even more furious, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano.

In a rage, he raised his fist and smashed it hard against a thick tree trunk beside him.

There was a loud bang, the bark cracked, and his fist immediately bleeds. But even so, it was difficult to calm the rage burning in his heart.

*

Behind the imperial desk, Chu Yunxiao leaned back against the dragon throne, slightly closing his eyes, trying to ease his nagging headache. However, after a long time, the pain did not stop as he had hoped, but instead became more intense, as if countless fine needles were constantly piercing his mind.

He raised one hand and gently pressed his forehead, which was in unbearable pain. His heavy breathing was particularly clear in the quiet imperial study.

At this time, the eunuch brought a bowl of poison-tested medicine and presented it to the emperor, "Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."

Chu Yunxiao slowly opened his eyes upon hearing the voice, and stared at the brown soup in the bowl. He couldn't help but recall the time when Xu Zhouye fed him medicine. His face, which had been slightly painful due to the headache, eased a little.

After a brief pause, Chu Yunxiao picked up the bowl of medicine and drank it all in one gulp.

The eunuch kept his head down throughout the whole process and did not dare to look directly at the emperor.

After Chu Yunxiao finished drinking the medicine, he put the empty bowl back on the tray, then stood up and walked towards the inner room.

When they reached the door, Chu Yunxiao stopped and casually waved his hand, making a gesture for everyone to leave, and said lightly: "Everyone, go out."

As he finished speaking, the palace attendants who had been waiting in the Golden Throne Hall filed out and quickly retreated. Even the secret guards who had been hiding in the shadows, responsible for protecting the emperor's safety, retreated silently and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After Chu Yunxiao entered the inner room, he took off his outer shirt, walked slowly to the bed, and lay down. The soft and comfortable bed finally allowed his tense nerves to relax for a moment.

However, after a while, Chu Yunxiao suddenly felt as if a blazing fire had suddenly risen in his body. The unbearable heat quickly spread throughout his body, and even every breath became unusually rapid.

Chu Yunxiao was startled and suddenly sat up from the bed. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which slid down his cheeks. At this moment, he felt only dry mouth and tongue, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Just when he was about to collapse, the eunuch who had brought in the medicine appeared in the room again.

Chu Yunxiao raised his heavy eyes and looked at him, and said in a deep voice: "Why are you still here!"

Upon hearing this, the eunuch stood still. After a while, he straightened up and slowly approached the emperor.

Chu Yunxiao's eyes became increasingly blurry, and the fire of desire within him burned more and more intensely, making it almost impossible for him to control himself. In an instant, he understood who had caused him to be in such a state of disgrace at this moment.

A surge of anger suddenly rose in his heart. Using up his last bit of strength, he struggled to stand up and kicked the eunuch hard, "How dare you!"

The eunuch was completely unprepared for such a heavy blow and flew backwards, his three-peaked hat falling off his head. In an instant, his black hair cascaded down and spread out.

"It's you!" Chu Yunxiao glared fiercely at the person lying on the ground.

Luo Siyan raised his head with difficulty, his face full of pain.

However, a determined smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stared closely at the emperor who was holding on not far away.

Not long after, Chu Yunxiao finally couldn't resist the surging medicinal power and fatigue in his body. After shaking his body a few times, he fell back weakly.