Yi Xin as a concubine

Chapter 215 Traditional Chinese Medicine

Once there is a first, there will be a second. Until everyone raised their glasses, Chu Xingchen smiled gently, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. The people below followed suit. After everyone had finished drinking, Chu Xingchen gently put down his glass.

"Crack." The sound of porcelain breaking was heard under the table.

"The table is broken, change it." Chu Xingchen said lightly.

No one understood what the new lord was going to do. When two guards carried a table with a small hole in it and paraded it through the city, everyone suddenly woke up from their dream and felt a sense of fear.

What kind of terrible internal force is this? The wine glass was clearly placed lightly on the table, but it shattered under the table, leaving only a hole as big as the mouth of the glass on the table.

Everyone couldn't help but think in their hearts that if the cup touched their heads, the picture would be too beautiful, and they didn't dare to think about it any further.

The following scene was more harmonious.

Whenever Chu Xingchen proposed a policy or made a request, there was generally unanimous agreement from the audience. Occasionally there were a few who found fault, but they did not dare to go too far and quickly compromised.

Of course, the situation is stronger than people now, and they have to bow their heads. It is unknown what kind of backlash there will be after today, but Chu Xingchen is not afraid.

They have been cautious and cautious along the way, taking every step steadily and firmly, and their strength, both obvious and covert, is there.

The century-old family looks glamorous, but secretly they are all corrupt. There are a lot of handles related to the Heqi Tower, but some means are not used for the time being. Besides, there are several versions of win-win cooperation plans prepared by Xin Baoer for him. He is now very confident.

The lunch took several hours. Fortunately, Xin Baoer had the foresight to prepare a small hot pot, which was still hot until the end. It was really a great comfort to those representatives of the aristocratic families who were feeling extremely distressed.

At the end of the Wei hour, the banquet finally ended. Many officials were drunk, and representatives of major forces were also drunk. Their steps were unsteady and their eyes were blurry. It was obvious that they had no idea what day it was.

After being taken back by their respective attendants, they slept in a daze all night. When they woke up the next day, they looked at the series of signed treaties and felt as if the sky was falling. They crawled to find their leaders to apologize.

As for how the person in charge would react, Chu Xingchen really couldn't care less now. He felt like he was immersed in an ice cave, with a layer of ice covering his body and face.

Here's the thing.

After the banquet, the host Chu Xingchen drank a lot. He usually drank little, so naturally he couldn't hold his liquor. If Wang Chuan hadn't supported him, he would have made a fool of himself.

Wangchuan helped him back to the bedroom, staggering. The alcohol made him feel hot all over. He impatiently tore at his clothes and ordered Wangchuan, "Wangchuan, prepare some water. I want to take a bath. I smell like alcohol, and Baoer doesn't like it."

He still remembered that he was going to look for Xin Baoer in the evening. Wang Chuan, who was worried about his master being in so much pain, felt his heart tremble when he heard this. Thinking of his own situation after the incident, his steps became heavier when he went out.

The water was ready, and Chu Xingchen was helped into the water. He rubbed his brows and sent the servants out before he immersed himself in the water and closed his eyes to rest.

Wangchuan knew that his master Mu Yu never liked being served, so he arranged for someone to watch outside the door and went to arrange other tasks. He is now the chief steward in the palace and has a lot of things to do on a daily basis.

The water temperature was just right, making the drunk Chu Xingchen feel very relaxed. This relaxation made him feel drowsy. Just when he felt he was about to fall asleep, the door was slowly pushed open.

"Wangchuan!" He thought it was Wangchuan who came back, so he shouted.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no response from the person. Chu Xingchen was drunk, so his brain reaction was a beat slower than usual. The other party didn't answer, and he didn't ask any more questions. He continued to lean against the pool and drowsily.

I just don't know why, even though the water temperature was getting lower and lower, his body was getting hotter and hotter, his head was getting more and more dizzy, his mouth was dry, and his heart felt tingling and itchy as if it was being gnawing by ants. It was very unbearable, and at the same time, he missed Xin Baoer more and more.

He wanted to hug her, kiss her, and even do some things that he had been restraining himself from doing.

He had never experienced this kind of situation, but he already felt that something was wrong. He mobilized his inner strength to suppress the excruciating feeling, opened his eyes, and searched around carefully.

Everything that came into view was familiar, except for a palm-sized incense burner, which caught his attention. He did not like spices and aromatherapy. He used to use them to hide his strength and pretend to be poor. Later, it was because Xin Baoer said that he had a natural herbal scent belonging to nature, which was pleasant and reassuring. In order to prevent this scent from being obscured by other smells, he never used incense.

So there is no incense burner in his house, so where did this incense burner come from?

He frowned and thought for a while. It seemed that the door had knocked before. He called Wangchuan, but the other party did not respond. It seemed that someone with ulterior motives had entered his room.

Chu Xingchen showed a cold smile. He seldom showed this expression. Firstly, he was used to pretending, and secondly, he was in charge of everything. There were seldom things beyond his control. What happened today was obviously beyond his expectation.

After thinking all this through, Chu Xingchen withdrew his gaze, and in order not to alert the enemy, he did not call anyone in to serve him. He stood up and dressed himself, his steps still a little unsteady.

He staggered out of the bathroom, his clothes half-undressed, his skin flushed, his breathing heavy, and he looked abnormal at first glance. He stumbled to the table, and without even using a cup, he eagerly picked up the teapot and poured the warm tea into his mouth.

He was good-looking to begin with, and half of the tea went into his mouth while the other half spilled on his clothes. His hair was also wet, and he looked a bit disheveled and decadent, but his beauty was truly captivating.

There were two women in the corner of the bed. They had been very careful and breathing softly in order to hide their bodies. But now they looked at the man at the table through the gauze curtain. Their two reluctant hearts suddenly started beating uncontrollably. They even couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to take the initiative.

They were the women hidden and trained by Xiang Qing. Xiang Qing knew Chu Xingchen's alcohol tolerance and had been planning for a long time, waiting for today to accomplish her goal. She even spent a lot of money to buy that kind of medicine in order to accomplish her goal.

These two little girls were orphans. Because of their outstanding looks, they were not accepted by many masters. They were either coveted by the male masters or guarded against by the female masters, and were sent to do the hardest and most tiring work.

After finally waiting until the contract expired, they were thinking about finding a similar family to marry into, which would be better than being bullied everywhere. Unfortunately, they had just escaped from the tiger's mouth and fell into Xiang Qing's wolf's den.

They were reluctant to do these things. After all, those who coveted them were generally not good people. They were either greasy-haired or fat-bellied.

But the man in front of her was different. He was extraordinarily handsome, with a noble temperament. Now he had been drugged, his eyes were blurry, and he exuded a charming aura. He was like a male vixen walking in the fog. As long as a woman looked at him, she would not be able to escape the fate of falling.

As soon as the two women moved, Chu Xingchen determined their position. He saw from the corner of his eye that they were wearing cool clothes. His stomach churned and a flash of murderous intent flashed across his lowered eyes.

It seems that these two were let in ahead of time. He wants to see which fearless person sent them in.

Thinking of this, he sat there without moving, rubbing his forehead with his hands, looking very uncomfortable. The two women were getting closer and closer to him. An unpleasant smell of rouge hit his nose, making his nerves more tense, and his desire to see Xin Baoer immediately became more and more urgent.

"Your Majesty, you must be tired. Let my sisters and I take you to bed!" One of the women asked in a trembling voice, suppressing her fear. If you listen carefully, you can hear the expectation hidden in her voice.

Seeing that her sister took the initiative to speak, the other woman did not want to fall behind. The man in front of her also made her heart beat faster, so she took a bolder step forward and tried to climb onto Chu Xingchen's arm with her slender hands.

"what!"

Chu Xingchen really underestimated the severity of his own mental mysophobia. He originally wanted to continue acting for a while to see what the two people were up to, but when he thought about the strange woman trying to touch him, he instinctively threw her out.