It was okay to touch it once, but after twisting it like Wenren Qianjue did, there were faint black marks left on the white fingers.
That color isn't a dye, it's the smell of "Black Widow" Once this kind of thing is spread on the table, the queen will rake it up and say that she has always been the one who poisoned it, and she really can't defend herself.
The emperor didn't take any precautions against her.
Wenren Qianjue glanced at it, and Grandma Ju looked at her carefully, with a nervous look on her face, and looked at the materials uneasily from time to time.
She tried her best to appear calm, but in front of Wenren Qianjue, it was just childish.
Wenren Qianjue let go of his hand, and walked towards the next material without any fluctuation in his tone.
Grandma Ju breathed a small sigh of relief, thinking that she had successfully passed the test.
"The colors and quality of these materials are good, go ahead and use them."
Wenren Qianjue pursed her lips, with a faint arc emerging, showing the aura that a princess should have: "However, you have to check it carefully.
If something goes wrong with these things, I’ll ask you with your head.”
"I will obey the instructions of the Crown Princess."
The four nuns responded in unison and left the door of the Night Palace.
Qiulian couldn't help but said: "Princess, there is obviously something wrong with the material of your hand, so why did you let her go?"
Wenren Qianjue glanced at her: "What will happen if Grandma Ju is taken out?"
Qiulian was filled with righteous indignation: "Of course I changed the material and dyed Aunt Ju's hands black according to the regulations.
How toxic it is.
If those princes and ministers eat it at the chrysanthemum banquet, wouldn't the Crown Princess be..."
A smile appeared in her blade-like eyebrows, and Wenren Qianjue interrupted her: "What about after changing it?"
Qiulian didn't understand at all this time.
She thought for a long time before asking: "How about continuing to do the chrysanthemum banquet after changing it?"
The two of them walked in the corridor of the Night Palace.
The water rippled on the lake, casting a layer of fine light on Wenren Qianjue's delicate face.
She said calmly: "Do you think the people behind me will let me go?"
After saying this, Qiulian closed her mouth tightly.
So what if a trick is broken, the other party will only come up with more sinister tricks to replace this.
Then time will be tight, and they may not be able to find them one by one.
It's better to resort to tricks.
Qiulian admired her master from the bottom of her heart.
"Qiulian will learn more from me and won't ask such stupid questions again."
Wenren Qianjue said nothing, and there seemed to be a meaning in his eyes that others could not understand.
When the cold moon hangs high, the sky seems a bit wider.
In the autumn weather, the air has a desolate smell, adding clothes, the cool smell is very reassuring.
Wenren Qianjue was leaning over the desk, her black hair like a waterfall, rolled up with a brush at random, and glanced at the last part of the list to make sure that there was nothing wrong with the item.
Just closed it.
Two arms stretched out from behind, and His Highness placed his chin on Wenren Qianjue's head and helped her roll up her sleeves: "It's time to eat."
Qiu Lian placed a cup of bird's nest on the table.
Seeing His Majesty Seventh Prince's gentle movements, her face turned a little red: "If the Crown Princess has nothing to do, Qiu Lian will leave first."
No wonder so many people are jealous of the Crown Princess.
Her Royal Highness is so perfect.
Wenren Qianjue let him go carelessly.
He didn't know if it was because of the cold air outside, but his face also had a beautiful haze color: "Ahem.
You are still eating so late.
I'm really not afraid that I will end up eating."
Pig."
His Highness glanced across her chest lightly: "It's still far from enough."
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Dirty embryo Wenren Qianjue narrowed his eyes and immediately cursed fiercely in his heart.
But she wasn't that stupid to say it like that.
Turning his eyes, he slipped onto the bird's nest in the bowl.
Baili Suye saw the little woman's unkind eyes and gave a faint smile, which was extremely evil: "What are you thinking about?"
"It's nothing.
I was thinking that this bird's nest is delicious."
Wenren Qianjue drank the bird's nest spoon by spoon.
Is that serious?
His Highness stretched out his hand and grasped her small chin.
He brought her beautiful face very close, nose to nose, forcing those ruthless eyes like razor blades to look at him.
"Bird's nest is delicious, but it's better for me, huh" The low nasal voice was seductive, and his lips pressed against hers.
Men are really lower-body animals!
Wenren Qianjue scolded her in her heart and gnashed her teeth.
However, the red color on her face became more and more obvious, and her body seemed to be weak.
No matter what he asked for, she couldn't move.
The smell of blood gradually filled the air, and the atmosphere in the room stiffened.
Wenren Qianjue quickly woke up from his intoxication, and immediately retreated to a nearby corner holding his stool.
“The response was quick enough.”
His Highness licked his thin lips with unsatisfied intention.
He looks like a cold-blooded creature hunting for prey, evil and charming.
Wenren Qianjue blinked: "Thank you."
Her eyes curved, and her smile was really a bit ruffian and a bit romantic.
However, that smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.
Who has ever heard of two people who love each other having to abstain from sex after getting married?
The peerless man in front of you can only be looked at but not admired.
Is there anyone more miserable than this in the world?
"Sleep."
A certain man, who was dignified and lazy without realizing it, moved to the bed.
The cover he lifted seemed to be a great irony to a certain woman.
Wenren Qianjue lazily moved a stool and walked over to it.
His hand accidentally touched something on his waist and smacked, and his heart skipped a beat.
Wang Qing Shui was having so much fun these days that she almost forgot about this thing.
Wenren Qianjue was stunned for a moment, and was caught by Baili Suye: "What?"
"The waist flashed" Wenren Qianjue lied without blushing or heartbeat.
I don’t know if Wangqingshui is real or fake.
She even didn't know if she would actually use it one day.
Almost by accident, he stayed.
Wenren Qianjue put down the stool, excluded all the irrelevant things from his mind, walked to the bedside with an evil smile, and lifted Baili Suye's chin: "Husband, are you so eager to sleep with me?"
A gust of wind blew up.
All lighting in the room lost its light in an instant Late at night, Wenren Qianjue was already asleep, nestled in his arms, the tip of her delicate nose occasionally brushed against the pajamas on his chest, and Baili Suye's dark eyes suddenly opened.
Looking at her sleeping face, the look in her eyes became deeper and deeper.
He raised his hand calmly, turned his wrist slowly, and the famous little bag on the table floated towards him.
That was something Wenren Qianjue was stunned by after encountering it today.
There was deep sadness and confusion hidden in her eyes, even for just a moment, it was enough to pierce his heart like a thorn.
He wanted to know what it was. , The brightness of the moonlight is very small, and the moonlight flows in the room.
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That small bag was almost floating into Baili Suye's hand Suddenly, it stopped in the air.
There was a hint of hesitation in those shadowy eyes for the first time.
After a while, the small bag floated back again and landed in its original position, as if it had not been moved at all just now.
If she wanted to say something, she would naturally let him know.
If she didn't want Baili Suye to close her eyes, he would respect her and not want her to be unhappy.
In the blink of an eye, the day of the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet was approaching, and Wenren Qianjue had taken care of everything.
What's arousing suspicion is that after the incident with the materials, the Queen seemed to: