Chu Ting put his hands on his hands and smiled: "Little Mingzhu, I just appreciate this about you. You never hide your love, hate, joy and anger, at least not in front of me."
Shen Mingzhu turned away and refused to look at him, she was really angry.
Chu Ting also knew that she was angry, but he looked a little cautious to please, and smiled coquettishly, "Of course I know, but I also know that no one will die in this world. It's just whether it's worth it or not. I think if I do this, I will die."
It’s worth it, then there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Shen Mingzhu glared at him, "What about Wen Songzhi? Why did Wen Songzhi die? Is there any reason why he had to die? Wen Songzhi didn't think it was worthwhile to die at such a young age."
Chu Ting was startled, lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "Wen Songzhi... wasn't killed by me."
Shen Mingzhu was also stunned, "Not you?" Her voice was full of temptation and doubt.
Chu Ting immediately said confidently: "It's not me."
"Who is that? Xiao Che?" Shen Mingzhu turned to look at Xiao Che, eyes full of murderous intent.
Chu Ting said: "I'm not sure. I suspected it belonged to the queen before."
"Chu Ting, don't act with me anymore. My people have long found out that this kind of incense appeared when Wen Song died. Do you still want to deny it?" Her face was full of anger. He had rarely seen her like this.
He got angry regardless of his image. Every time he saw her before, she was calm and calm, which only made him furious.
She was angry, even though she was scolding him, but he was not angry.
He spread his hands and said, "Although I have this fragrance, it doesn't mean that others don't have it. Doesn't Xiao Che have it?"
"That's what you gave him too." Shen Mingzhu was annoyed, but then she thought about it and asked again: "When did you give it to him?"
Chu Ting thought for a while, "He must have taken it away a long time ago."
Shen Mingzhu looked at him in disbelief, "You would be so kind and help him for no reason?"
Chu Ting raised his eyebrows, "There's no reason. If it weren't for him, how could Wen Songzhi die, how could the emperor die? If the foolish emperor doesn't die, how can I achieve my goal of choosing a wise emperor?"
Shen Mingzhu squinted her eyes and secretly clenched her fists. Could it be that Chu Ting really killed Wen Songzhi?
If Xiao Che had such a powerful drug, it would be hard to say. Even if he was concerned at that time, it was indeed because the drug was powerful. It was not because it was colorless and tasteless, but because it was very effective.
Domineering and difficult to detect.
After all, almost everyone in the palace, from the emperor to the eunuchs, wore sachets for incense and had some kind of fragrance on their bodies, which most people would not notice.
If it were an ordinary incense, she would naturally be able to tell it, but this kind of incense had no symptoms at first. When she really felt something was wrong, it had already accumulated a certain amount of medicinal effect, and it was irreversible.
She guessed that this kind of drug is definitely not simple to make and cannot be circulated in large quantities. It was not available in Feng Qinran before. After all, this kind of drug does not harm people's memory and nerves, but mainly controls people's power.
Side effects can be avoided, but it is not so easy to make.
Thinking about it this way, it is really possible that Chu Ting has the support of three monks and nuns.
Since Shen Mingzhu hadn't gotten the antidote yet, she didn't want to force him too much, so he just said it was Xiao Che.