A small and exquisite box. He had seen this box before, but when he saw it, the box was not so small.
The other was a piece of paper, folded into the shape of a paper crane. He opened the paper first and saw that it was an IOU of one thousand taels of gold given to her by her father, with a big seal stamped at the bottom.
He felt a little complicated. Why did this woman who had always been ignored by everyone, so disgusting and hateful, suddenly become so loved by his father and the Supreme Emperor?
He started tinkering with the box, and there was a small hidden button. He touched it and opened it with a bang. There was nothing inside.
Strange, there must be something in this box. She said it was medicine, and her anesthetic needle was also taken out from here. Has it been used up?
Just use it up and you won't be able to deal with him anymore.
However, since she treasures this box so much, she has to hide it and make you go crazy with alcohol and stab people with a kitchen knife.
He picked up the box and stuffed it under the bed.
Then, he was dumbfounded.
As soon as the box touched the ground, it actually grew in size.
Even though I thought the box was weird at first, it was still shocking to see it change from the size of a finger to the size of a medicine box.
What the hell is this?
"You stole my things?" Yuan Qingling's shocked and hoarse voice came from overhead.
He raised his head and met her angry eyes. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes. Then, he stood up with the medicine box, put it beside the bed, pointed at the medicine box and asked angrily: "Tell me, what is this?"
"Medicine box!" She rubbed her painful head. She was still very dizzy and her brain was not very flexible.
"Why does this medicine box become bigger and smaller?" Yu Wenhao asked seriously.
"How do I know?" Yuan Qingling looked flustered and forgot that she wanted to ask him about the crime of stealing.
"Explain it carefully, it's a very important matter, and you will lose your head." Yu Wenhao said very solemnly, as if this was a big deal.
Yuan Qingling slowly sat up and looked at the medicine box with a dull expression, "Why did you lose your head?"
Yu Wenhao said coldly: "What my father hates the most is the art of hating victory. Isn't it an exaggeration to say that your medicine box is a monster? Once my father knows that it is too small to chop your head off, I'm afraid you won't even be able to see it."
The lives of hundreds of people in the Hou Mansion will be at risk."
Yuan Qingling didn't believe it, "Don't think I'm a little white rabbit. I'm just a medicine box. What kind of win-weary technique? I'm also risking hundreds of lives. Are you exaggerating?"
"You better believe it!" Yu Wenhao looked at her, not missing any expression on her face, "Such a thing happened five years ago. At that time, a county magistrate presented a jewelry box. The jewelry box was strange.
Quite frankly, if you put one treasure in it, it will turn into two treasures. At that time, my father got this treasure box and was very happy. However, at the same time, cases of theft among the people were spreading everywhere. After some investigation, I found out why the treasure box appeared out of thin air so many times.
A treasure turned out to be stolen from the people. In anger, my father had all the county magistrates executed. This case is so sensational, you must have heard about it, right?"
Yuan Qing Ling shook his head in confusion, "I haven't heard of it."
"You haven't heard of it?" Yu Wenhao looked at her in surprise, "Then no wonder you are lucky."
Yuan Qing Ling said: "But this is not a win-weary technique."
"In the eyes of my father, this heresy is the art of hating victory."
Yuan Qingling began to believe it, and she couldn't help but feel scared in her heart. Even if she wanted to take her life... No, it wouldn't work if she took her life. She didn't want to, and if it would harm the people of Jinghou Mansion,
If other people lose their heads, then she has done a great sin.
"Are you trying to scare me?" Yuan Qingling narrowed her eyes and looked at him. She always felt that there was something strange behind this man's solemnity.