Jade Without Fragrance: Chapter 245 mess up
Chapter 245 Chaos
As one of the top restaurants in the capital, the drinkers of Wuweizhai are of extraordinary origin. In order to satisfy these distinguished guests, everything from small cups and tableware to large tables, chairs and screens is exquisite and appropriate, and the clean room is no exception.
There are two clean rooms for the drinkers, each with a wooden sign on the door. The wooden sign faces outwards to indicate no one, and the wooden sign faces outwards to indicate that there are people.
Yang Zhe and Han Baocheng went there together, and when they saw that only one clean room was empty, they humbly gave in.
"Brother Yang, go first."
Yang Zhe's pale face showed embarrassment: "Brother Han, let's go first, I may take a little longer."
"Then I'll go first." Han Baocheng no longer refused, strode in, and came out after a while, "Brother Yang, hurry up."
"Then I'm in. Brother Han, let's go back first." Yang Zhe said these words and hurried in.
There was nothing to wait for the two big men to go to the clean room. Han Baocheng went up to the second floor, and the guy who was guarding outside the private room washed his hands, pushed the door and walked in.
The aroma of wine in the room is filled with the atmosphere.
"Brother Han, why are you the only one back, brother Yang?" Zhang Liangyu asked with a smile.
"One clean room is empty, I'll go first, he'll come after waiting." Han Baocheng said casually, walked over and sat down.
With his return, he and Zhang Liangyu quarreled from time to time, making the scene even more lively.
After a while, the door was pushed open again, and Yang Zhe walked in.
"Brother Yang, you can come back. No, you will be fined for drinking." Zhang Liangyu shouted.
Han Baocheng also joined in the fun: "If you want to be punished, you will be punished. I've had a few drinks since I came back, and I let you escape."
Yang Zhe sat down, helplessly asked with a smile, "How to punish?"
Zhang Liangyu's cheeks were flushed, and he felt like drinking: "At least one person should be toasted."
The prince smiled and said, "Don't embarrass him."
"Brother Yang, Your Highness loves you so much, you should respect your Highness the most." Several people laughed.
Yang Zhe raised the jug and filled it for the prince first, then filled himself with wine, and raised the wine glass with both hands: "Your Highness, here is a toast to you."
The prince raised his glass to touch it, raised his head and drank it.
Several people applauded when they saw this.
"Who will Brother Yang respect next?"
"Let's start with brother Han toast." Yang Zhe didn't push around for a few glasses of wine, but happily gave a round toast.
After , there is a toast to each other, which is no different from drinking and letting go of all the wine tables.
Yang Zhe frowned and stood up again: "Sorry, I have to clean my hands."
"Go quickly." Seeing his embarrassed face, the few people didn't ask more, just waved their hands with a smile.
Yang Zhe cupped his hands and hurriedly pushed the door downstairs.
Yang Zhe's departure did not affect the liveliness of the room. Han Baocheng and Zhang Liangyu punched and pulled Wen Feng and Li Lan in.
"Do you want your Highness to come?" After Han Baocheng won, he asked the prince.
Although the prince was a little moved, considering the guards guarding the door, he still smiled and declined.
"You guys play." He played with the wine glass, his mood as bright as the rising sun.
At this time, he has the status of the prince, a good friend, and a bright future. The dark and long life in the past is as old as a previous life.
The prince looked at the laughing people with a smile at the corner of his mouth, suddenly his expression froze, and he coughed while covering his chest.
Hearing the coughing sound, a few people looked over and couldn't help being shocked.
"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"
Prince was short of breath, his face was blue, and the veins protruding from the hand holding the front of the shirt because of too much force.
"Cough cough cough."
After a violent cough, blood gushed out from the prince's nose and mouth.
"Your Highness!"
"Come on someone!"
Several people lost their souls, and the cups fell to the ground.
The door of the room was kicked open, and the guards guarding outside rushed in. Seeing the blue-colored prince lying in Wen Feng's arms, they pulled out their long knives and pointed at a few people.
"Save Your Highness first!" Han Baocheng shouted, choking in his hoarseness.
"What happened?" A gentle voice came from outside the door, and his expression changed when he saw the situation in the room, "His Royal Highness—"
A guard slashed his sword and dragged Yang Zhe over to Han Baocheng and the others: "Don't move."
His voice was cold, but he couldn't hide his fear.
If something happened to the prince, none of their close protection would survive.
"Cough-" The prince coughed again, his throat seemed to be blocked, and his breathing became more and more urgent and difficult.
"His Royal Highness, please hold on, the doctor will be here soon!" Several people comforted incoherently.
The prince's eyes were fixed on the front, but he didn't actually land on it, his face was distorted and painful.
Pain and suffocation made him unable to think, only the instinct to struggle.
"Your Highness!" Someone shouted in a frenzy.
The prince's head was weakly tilted to one side, and there was no response.
"Your Highness, Your Highness!"
This news spread downstairs, and the drinkers in the lobby got up one after another, looking up at the stairs and making a whisper.
"Ashuo, it seems that the prince was in trouble upstairs." Lin Hao stood beside Qi Shuo and whispered.
Wuweizhai's crab-stuffed oranges are of course not to be missed as a seasonal delicacy. Lin Hao and Qi Shuo also made an appointment to taste this delicious dish.
"The doctor is here!" With a roar, an old man with a guard carrying a medicine box rushed in from outside and ran upstairs.
"Changning, you ask the restaurant guy to guard the door of the restaurant, don't let these drinkers leave for now." Qi Shuo whispered to the servant.
Changning was busy responding.
"Go up and have a look." Qi Shuo said to Lin Hao and walked towards the stairs.
There were palace guards blocking the stairs on the second floor, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant was numb as he grabbed the handrail of the stairs, and was already scared stupid.
Unlike the drinker who was still guessing in the lobby downstairs, he knew exactly who had happened upstairs.
is King Wei who used to eat crab stuffed oranges at this time of the year, now the prince!
What happened to the prince?
The shopkeeper tried his best to raise his head, but he could only see the tall backs.
Qi Shuo walked past the shopkeeper with Lin Hao.
The guards guarding the stairs on the second floor recognized him: "Prince?"
"Is there something wrong with Your Highness? Let me see if I need help."
"The prince should wait in the lobby first." If the prince had an accident, anyone could be a suspect, and of course the guards would not let him up, even if it was the prince's cousin.
was stopped by the guards, Qi Shuo didn't say more, nodded and went back downstairs.
"I don't know if the prince is okay." Lin Hao's voice was low, with worry on his face.
For King Wei to become the crown prince, she is happy to see it, at least a hundred times better than the abolition of the crown prince. If something happens to the prince, it will be messed up again.
Qi Shuo frowned slightly, not very optimistic.
There was a commotion at the door.
"We're here for a drink, why won't we go after we've eaten?"
"Someone has an accident, and everyone can't leave for the time being. I hope you understand."
The person who was yelling obviously drank too much. He stretched out his hand and pushed the persuasive guy: "What does that have to do with me, get out of the way!"
He took a step forward and was kicked back by someone hurried from outside.
(end of this chapter)