The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Chapter 17: The Wine is Poisonous

As the first son of his father, Luo Yechen received thousands of attention as soon as he was born.

He grew up in coddling and developed a domineering and tyrannical temperament.

He always felt that the position of prince should be his own, but he didn’t expect to be cut off halfway by the third son, so he has always had a special hatred for the third son.

I can usually cover up one or two, but now that I drink wine, I can’t hold back the jealousy in my heart.

Luo Yechen knew that the third child did not like to drink, but he still forced the third child to drink.

He just wanted to embarrass the third child.

He is uncomfortable himself and doesn’t want to make others feel better.

Seeing that everyone else was looking at this, Luo Yechen not only did not restrain, but instead shouted even louder.

“If you are a man, drink this glass of wine! Senior, don’t let me look down on you!”

He wants everyone to see that even if the third son becomes the prince, he has to be honest in front of his eldest brother!

Eunuch Chang couldn’t stand it anymore, and said flatteringly: “Royal Highness, Royal Highness doesn’t like to drink, so don’t force him.
If you want to drink, the minion will accompany you to drink, okay?”

Luo Yechen directly scolded back: “Who are you? You don’t have the right to speak here, get out of here and stay!”

Then he yelled at Luo Qinghan again.

“Isn’t it just a glass of wine? Do you need to grind like this?”

Luo Qinghan’s eyes became colder and colder.

If he hadn’t taken into account that this was his mother’s birthday banquet, he would definitely have just brushed his sleeves and left.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a small hand stretched out from the side and picked up the wine glass in front of Luo Qinghan.

The person who held up the glass was Xiao Xixi.

She smelled it first, and said in ecstasy: “What a fragrant wine!”

Without waiting for everyone to react, she drank the Chinese and American wine in the glass.

Everyone was looking at her.

Luo Yechen frowned, his dissatisfaction was palpable: “Who are you?”

Xiao Xixi’s cheeks were faintly flushed because of alcohol, and she smiled and said, “My name is Xiao Liangdi.”

Luo Yechen sneered with disdain: “A dignified prince has fallen to the point of asking a woman to help stop the wine, third child, don’t you feel ashamed?!”

He looked at Luo Qinghan with sarcasm in his eyes.

Luo Qinghan ignored his provocation, and looked at Xiao Xixi fixedly, frowning slightly, obviously dissatisfied with her self-assertive behaviour just now.

He was about to say a few words to her, when he saw her covering her stomach, her small red face gradually turned pale, fine beads of sweat appeared from the tip of her nose, and her small face was wrinkled into a ball, which looked very uncomfortable.

So the reprimand that came to his mouth turned into an inquiry.

“What’s the matter with you?”

“My concubine’s stomach hurts so much.”

After speaking, Xiao Xixi opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Luo Qinghan’s expression changed.

He hurriedly hugged Xiao Xixi, his gaze fell on the wine glass next to him, and his tone was extremely cold.

“Brother, did you poison the wine?”

Luo Yechen never expected this to happen.
He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and the wine glass in his hand became unsteady, and he fell to the ground, tearing it apart.

He yelled in panic.

“I didn’t, it’s not me!”

This scene stunned everyone present.

Everyone stood up one after another, and some people walked over directly.

Many people had seen it just now.
Xiao Xixi suddenly had a stomach pain and vomited blood after drinking.
The black blood was still spitting out, which was obviously poisonous in the wine.

And that glass of poisonous wine was originally intended for Luo Qinghan to drink.

If Xiao Xi hadn’t inserted a bar horizontally, maybe Luo Qinghan would be the one who vomited blood and fell to the ground.