Rebirth: The Doctor Woman Is Poisonous

Emperor Jing'an's imperial decree has been issued, unless Yang Zixin loses the position of crown princess, any woman who wants to enter the prince's mansion can only be a side concubine, that is, a private concubine.

Ruan Linxiu bowed her head and remained silent. Although she had no intention of competing for the crown princess, she also knew that she could not escape the shackles of fate and would definitely become the crown prince's side concubine. Why didn't she want someone of her own heart?

After everyone congratulated, Concubine Jing smiled again and said: "Your Majesty, as the saying goes, good things come in pairs. The position of the crown prince and concubine has been confirmed, so there is no taboo. The courtiers and concubines look at the prime minister's daughter. Serving the crown prince together must be a good talk of Dayuan Dynasty."

Prime Minister Ruan's face changed as soon as Concubine Jing's words came out. Looking at Empress Chunxiao who was sitting beside the emperor, the expression of disapproval was very obvious.The daughter of his prime minister, why should he take the sidelines.

Her beautiful eyes swept over Ruan Linxiu, who had been bowing her head, and looked at Yuwen Ronglie with a bit of reproach. Yang Zixin sat up straight and didn't say anything about this matter, but some people didn't want to let her go.

"Zixin. What do you think?" Concubine Jing called Yang Zixin's name very familiarly, and looked at her with beautiful eyes, and her red lips lightly parted, leaving this problem behind, making Yang Zixin the target of everyone's attention again , even Emperor Jing'an looked over, but he didn't know what emotion was in those deep rhinoceros pupils.

"Zi Xin has not yet married His Highness. She is not yet the mistress of the Prince's Mansion. This matter should be decided by His Highness. It is not easy for Zi Xin to intervene." Yang Zi Xin responded with a smile. ingenious.

Looking away from Concubine Jing, Yang Zixin looked at Yuwen Ronglie with a bit of playfulness, if Yuwen Ronglie's answer was slightly wrong, it would make the Prime Minister feel unhappy, or Yang Zixin would be angry.

Laughing, Yuwen Ronglie took Yang Zixin's hand again, and said: "Then after the prince and Zixin get married, then Zixin will arrange the affairs of the side concubine."

He didn't say he didn't want this side concubine, but blocked the possibility in a disguised form.Yang Zixin hasn't reached the age yet, and Yuwen Ronglie has no weak crown. He has to wait a few years to get married, but he doesn't give a firm answer. Whose daughter can waste her youth and wait for that day to come?

With a knowing smile, Yang Zixin knew that Yuwen Ronglie had passed this test for her today, but he left a problem in the future. This man naturally loves to watch the excitement, especially when she puts all his effort into it.

The jade hand quietly squeezed Yuwen Ronglie's big hand, Yang Zixin smiled sweetly, her eyes were like the bright moon, pure and cold, but also so unpredictable, even if she was just a woman, she could still make people feel intimidated.

"Zixin thanked His Highness for your kindness." Yang Zixin nodded slightly, although the etiquette was met, he was neither humble nor overbearing, and the smile in his eyes became stronger.

"Your Highness and the future Crown Princess are really very affectionate. Perhaps the only good story in the history of our Great Yuan Dynasty, one emperor and one empress, will be born from now on." But these words are a warning to many people present.

In the silence, the eyes of Emperor Jing'an and Empress Chunxiao both fell on Yang Zixin, but the meanings in their eyes were different, the only thing in common was the inexplicable complexity.

Lifting his lips and smiling, Yang Zixin said with a slight smile: "The emperor is in good health, and he will live a long life. At most, His Highness is assisting in handling the government affairs. Perhaps he will never be destined for the throne in this life. The imperial concubine really likes to joke."

"Sure enough, he is an ignorant person. My father must be long live." Princess Yuanmo thought she had caught Yang Zixin's braid, and said with a snort.

"What the princess said is what the emperors of all dynasties yearned for. But since ancient times, seventy years of life have been rare, and the emperor's long life of one hundred years has been the No. 1 emperor in the ages. Long live, but it means that future generations can last forever, only the faint king The older generations will seek immortality pills and pray for immortality to live forever in the world. But they don't know that this method not only violates the destiny and humanity, but also has a bad reputation for thousands of years. If you are as holy as the emperor, you will work hard to create a century of glory, and it will be recorded in history books forever. For posterity to look up to." Yang Zixin said softly.She didn't seem to be embarrassed at all, and there was a slight smile on her lips, looking at Princess Yuanmo with an angry face.

Tonight, Princess Yuanmo has miscalculated more than once, and Yang Zixin has become her biggest enemy.

Even if Yang Zixin is not the princess-to-be today, but Yang Zixin's ability to win everyone's admiration is something that Princess Yuanmo cannot tolerate.

"Sister-in-law, can you tell me how you did it?" Ignoring the fight between the adults, the five-year-old eighth prince, Yuwen Haoran, couldn't wait for the banquet to end, and came directly to Yang Zixin, with his chubby hands in front of him. Gestures in the air, the eyes are shining brightly, which is really beautiful.Maybe it's the relationship of age, but it's pure and simple, without the gloomy and calculating of the children of the royal family.

After just seeing him, Yang Zixin felt that he liked the Eighth Prince very much. If she hadn't been reborn, her child would have been at this age.He will definitely pull her to call mother with a soft voice.

The sockets of her eyes turned red unconsciously, Yang Zixin's heart was sore and unbearable, even if her revenge was avenged, the pain in her heart still existed.

"Concubine Jing knows how to seduce her son. She knows how to please people at such a young age." Princess Yuanmo said with a snort, disdainful of Yuwen Haoran's "sister-in-law".

"It's a child's nature. The emperor often said that he likes the innocence of the eighth prince the most. I think it's Miss Zixin who caught his eye." Concubine Jing didn't take it seriously, but said with a smile, looking sideways at Emperor Jing'an. Emperor Jing'an was smiling, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Lao Ba, the emperor's sister-in-law, should have some greetings. Zixin won't be so stingy." Emperor Jing'an used Yuwen Haoran to ask Yang Zixin for the answer. In fact, he was also curious about how the chrysanthemum petals became words , floating in the air?

However, as an emperor, Emperor Jing'an was not allowed to ask.

Smiling lightly, Yang Zixin looked sideways at Yuwen Ronglie, seeing that he was smiling deeply and with a bit of playfulness, as if he didn't intend to intervene in this matter, so he said with a smile: "If the eighth prince likes it, he can come to the Prince's Mansion anytime." , my sister will definitely teach you. But not today."

Yang Zixin bent down and whispered a few words in Yuwen Haoran's ear, and then saw Yuwen Haoran nodded vigorously, obviously moved by Yang Zixin's words, with a mysterious smile on his small face.Together with Yang Zixin, they made a silent movement, this is their little secret.

Go back to your seat obediently. For Yuwen Haoran, this kind of occasion is boring, but as a prince, even if he is not old enough to choose a relative, he must attend. If there is not Yang Zixin's mysterious trick here today , must have slipped away early, how could he sit until now.

"Miss Zixin has a way. She can control the Eighth Prince's playful temper. I will ask for advice later, otherwise the Eighth Prince will lose face for the royal family if he fails to achieve anything." Concubine Jing said softly, The attitude of being close to Yang Zixin, these words make people unable to find any flaws.

It's just that Yang Zixin likes Yuwen Haoran, which doesn't mean he likes Concubine Jing, so he smiled and said, "Concubine Jing is joking. It's just that Zixin's temperament is not determined, and it's all just to play with the Eighth Prince, how dare he control the Eighth Prince."

"Miss Yang is good at using poison, so don't use our eighth prince as an experiment. Although the emperor is the heir apparent, the royal heirs of my Da Yuan Dynasty are not prosperous." Startled, her smile froze, as if she just found out that Yang Zixin has such abilities today.

With a smirk, Yang Zixin looked up at Princess Yuanmo, and said: "Zixin's poison is never used on harmless people. The Eighth Prince has a pure heart, so Zixin's love is not enough. But if the princess is interested in poison, Zixin Willing to learn a thing or two."

Yang Zixin's gentle smile, like the lights of Shiqiancheng Palace, is bright but not ostentatious, making it impossible for people to find any faults, but these words allude to Princess Yuanmo's bad temper.

"I don't have so much free time in this palace, Miss Yang should save it to deal with the future concubine of the prince's brother." Princess Yuanmo snorted, she was really angry, but due to the large number of people present, she had to endure it No attack, but the sitting body is already stiff, which shows how angry it is.

"That's right, Your Highness has only grown up with the princess for a few months, and now she's engaged. And the women of Da Yuanchao always make marriages two years earlier than the men, so the princess should spend more time choosing a son-in-law." Yang Zixin was still so gentle The tone of voice, but it can be so angry that Princess Yuanmo can't sit still.

"Yumo, Miss Yang is your future imperial wife, you can't be petty at will." Empress Chunxiao said, interrupting the conversation between Yang Zixin and Princess Yuanmo. instrumental.

Angrily glaring at Yang Zixin, Princess Yuanmo picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. She was humiliated today, but she will definitely get it back in the future.

Smiling and watching Yang Zixin deal with Princess Yuanmo and Concubine Jing, Yuwen Ronglie is very tactful not to participate in the women's fight, he is naturally happy to see Yang Zixin confidently competing with others.

In the future, there will be many occasions like this, and Yang Zixin has to get used to it.

"Your Majesty, the little princess is asleep, and the concubine will leave first." Concubine Lin, who had been coaxing the fragrant little princess, stood up, bowed to Emperor Jing'an, and didn't plan to stay any longer. No intention of it.

"It's cold at night, sister Concubine Lin should hurry up and take the little princess back, don't get caught in the cold." Empress Chunxiao said gently, her dignified posture has the demeanor of the mother of the country. If she hadn't shown cruelty to Yang Zixin before, Or displeased with Concubine Jing's words.

Concubine Lin saluted Empress Chunxiao again, and then left with the little princess.

It is indeed cold at night, and it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

"The Eighth Prince has been poisoned!" After Concubine Lin left, laughter resumed at the banquet, but the little eunuch's exclamation made the banquet have to be suspended, and people panicked.

The royal banquet, the prince was poisoned, this matter is no small matter!