Staring at the flames jumping up on the grill, disappearing into the night sky little by little, making a "sizzling" sound.

The banquet hall was very lively, and everyone was talking and laughing about the interesting things they had done today.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Everyone changed from sitting to kneeling, waiting quietly for the emperor to pass by them, and walked towards the dragon chair at the front.

"Tonight, enjoy the food you brought!" Zhai Yuan was very interested, with the corners of his mouth raised.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Everyone sat back uprightly.

When Youruo looked up again, he saw the prince sitting on his seat, accompanied by Lu Wanting.

A little bit surprised.

The firelight shone on the prince's pale face, giving people a strange feeling.

"Chen'er, eat less food that will make you angry." Zhai Yuan told the prince distressedly.

The prince thanked the emperor and Lu Wanting served him a bowl of clear porridge.

Youruo didn't eat much and took the opportunity to peek at the prince. He always felt that the prince's expression was strange, but now in the dark night, dry wood was burning, and the light from the fire affected Youruo's judgment.

"What? You fall in love with the sick and dying prince?" Zhai Xiying's evil voice fell in You Ruo's ears.

Youruo turned to look at him without saying anything. Thinking of what happened in the jungle, she got angry and ate the fragrant roasted rabbit legs in anger.

"Ying'er!" Zhai Yuan suddenly called Zhai Xiying.

Lu Youruo continued eating without caring, while Zhai Xiying stood up beside her.

"Your performance is the best today. I ordered someone to skin the tiger skin and give it to you!" Following Zhai Yuan's words, a white tiger skin was handed over immediately.

Zhai Xiying knelt on the ground, "Thank you, Father!"

"Haha..." Zhai Yuan laughed heartily.

Everyone had almost eaten and started drinking. The grill was taken down and the dancers from the palace immediately appeared.

Singing and dancing, it was so lively.

Zhai Yuan and the ministers were chatting very happily. I don't know who mentioned the winter festival.

You Ruo heard everyone's discussion and thought, these ancient people are really busy. Sometimes they engage in ancestor worship, sometimes they engage in winter hunting, and now they want to have another winter festival. What kind of activity is this?

"The Winter Festival Dance really requires a careful selection of a lead dancer." Zhai Yuan patted the dragon chair, seeming to be thinking about the candidate.

I don't know what official recommended one: "Your Majesty, I think that among the two direct ladies of the Shen family, the one who has not participated in the dance this year seems to be good."

But someone retorted: "No, the winter festival is a major event to honor the Snow God. The appearance of the two direct ladies of the Shen family is difficult to distinguish. How did the Snow God know that the lead dancer was changed this year?"

Youruo laughed out loud after listening to their argument, "What about the Snow God? Then spring is coming, do you want to risk having another brother Chun?"

The person who made the recommendation replied: "Wearing a mask when leading the dance, how can the Snow God recognize it?"

"Then according to Mr. Liu, there is no need to change the lead dancer every year even if he wears a mask?"

"Okay, let's put this aside first, don't ruin the atmosphere today!" Zhai Yuan interrupted.

The two adults hurriedly said: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Not long after, the emperor left the scene first, and people dispersed one after another.

Lu Youruo stared closely at the prince's exiting figure.

Zhai Xiying asked: "What did you find?" Of course he didn't really think that Lu Youruo was staring at the prince out of curiosity.

"Prince, you are going to die soon!" As long as Lu Youruo said he was going to die, it was 100% certain that he would die.

Zhai Xiying originally pulled Youruo, but she threw him away, and the two of them walked back to the tent.

Entered the tent.

Zhai Xiying believed in Youruo's medical attainments and asked, "What's the reason?"

Lu Youruo said slowly: "Chronic poison."

"What kind of poison?" How could someone poison the prince for a long time?

"Love poison!"

"What?"

Lu Youruo just finished the analysis and now gave Zhai Xiying a result: "Love poison is a chronic poison that is administered to the couple by having sex on the bed, waiting for an opportunity! When the poison has reached the level of the prince, there is no cure!"

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Chapter completed!