Chapter 196 Drug Test Slaps in the Face
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Chapter 196 Drug Test Slaps in the Face
"Your Highness..."
The eunuch leading the way pointed nervously to the first spot on the left at the bottom of the steps:
"Your seat is here..."
Pei Yunjing stopped and coldly glanced at the seat of the minister.
"Too far."
He uttered two words.
Then, he raised his head, his gaze piercing straight at the dragon throne on the high platform, which symbolized supreme imperial power.
And next to the dragon throne, there was the phoenix throne with a beaded curtain hanging on it, where the Empress Dowager sat.
"Move it upstairs."
Pei Yunjing pointed to the empty seat next to the dragon throne, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable command:
"Move my chair over there."
"This..." The eunuch's legs went weak with fear. "Your Highness, those are imperial steps... for His Majesty and the Empress Dowager..."
"move."
Pei Yunjing didn't waste any words.
Han Zheng, who was behind him, immediately led two black-armored guards forward and, without saying a word, picked up the large rosewood chair, walked directly up the steps, and placed it heavily next to the young emperor's dragon throne.
They even thoughtfully laid out a black tiger-skin cushion.
The assembled officials gasped, but none dared to voice their opposition.
Pei Yunjing led Tang Li step by step up the high platform.
He didn't even glance at the little emperor next to him, who was so frightened he was practically shrinking into his chair, and sat down on the tiger-skin chair with an air of authority.
Not only that, he stretched out his arm and naturally pulled Tang Li over to sit beside him, the two of them sharing a large chair.
“Sit here,” he said softly to Tang Li, his tone gentle. “The view is better here, you can see the show clearly.”
Looking at the sea of heads below and then at the pale-faced little emperor beside her, Tang Li silently gave Pei Yunjing a thumbs up in her heart.
This is hardly a show.
This is clearly a place where officials are receiving their homage.
"Cough cough..."
On the phoenix throne, the Empress Dowager finally couldn't hold back any longer.
She wore a thick veil, concealing her face, which was scratched raw by a cat, revealing only a pair of sinister eyes.
"The Regent".
The Empress Dowager's voice was somewhat hoarse, clearly indicating that she was suppressing her anger:
"You have just returned to the capital, and you have made great contributions. This celebration banquet was prepared for you. I, Your Majesty, would like to offer you a toast."
As she spoke, she picked up her wine glass, and even through the veil, one could feel her almost murderous gaze.
The palace maid immediately stepped forward and filled Pei Yunjing and Tang Li's cups with wine.
The aroma of wine filled the air.
But what lies hidden beneath this fragrance is something only the Empress Dowager herself knows.
All eyes were on Pei Yunjing.
To drink or not to drink?
Pei Yunjing picked up his wine glass.
He held it to his nose and sniffed it gently, a mocking smile curving his lips.
The next second, under everyone's gaze, he did not put the wine in his mouth.
Instead, he slowly and deliberately took out a slender silver needle from his pocket.
"bite."
The silver needle was inserted into the wine glass, making a soft sound.
He openly and without any hesitation began testing for poison in front of the emperor, the empress dowager, and all the officials.
The Empress Dowager gripped the armrest tightly, her nails almost breaking.
This is humiliation! This is a public slap in the face!
Tell everyone that she, the Empress Dowager, is a treacherous villain who poisons people!
"The Regent!"
The Empress Dowager's voice was shrill: "What do you mean by this?! Do you think I would poison this victory celebration wine?!"
Pei Yunjing glanced at the silver needle (though it didn't change color, he didn't intend to drink it), and casually placed the wine glass back on the table.
He raised his eyelids, looked at the furious Empress Dowager, and smiled faintly.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Pei Yunjing took out a silk handkerchief and slowly wiped the silver needle, his tone languid, yet every word pierced the heart:
"I am a man of noble birth, and I am afraid of death."
He casually tossed the silk handkerchief on the ground, his gaze sharp as a knife:
"Especially afraid..."
"Poisoned by an acquaintance."