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Chapter 88: Tangled! Is the emperor inferior to a slave? 9

Shen Su'er dragged a few guys to guess the game, but a few of them seemed to have remembered the morning, and their moods were a little low, lacking the excitement at the beginning. The look in their eyes showed that they were worried, especially Concubine Xiao. Will there be any problem with the delivered items...

"Miss, those are Concubine Xiao's things. Should we throw them away quietly..."

"Yes, no..." A young eunuch wanted to say something, but when he raised his head and met Murong Chuxue's concerned eyes, he quickly lowered his head and shut up. The others also looked at the box defensively.

Shen Suer smiled and said clearly: "Oh, do you think there is poison in that box? Or is there something that shuts down the phone? No, let's see, it's either thousand-year-old ginseng or other precious Chinese herbal medicines. Some people are so stupid, leaving Pour poison and leave a name?"

After she said this, several people's nerves calmed down, but the wariness in their eyes was not completely eliminated.[

Murong Chuxue opened the cotton box and placed two ginseng plants, and said: "It's a century-old ginseng. This thing is good. There are two more plants." He also picked it up and smelled it, examined it carefully before putting it back. The conclusion is that ginseng is fine.

The Third Prince said that only eight slaves can feel relieved.

"By the way, why are you so suspicious? Concubine Xiao is usually a bit more straightforward, but she has a good heart." Murong Chuxue's question caused a new round of silence among the group of people.

Murong Chuxue wondered again: "Did I say something wrong?"

Shen Su'er responded with a dry smile and said: "No, haha, I didn't say anything wrong. It's the thoughts of us in Chaofeng Palace...oh, our thoughts are not very pure. Haha! This thing belongs to me, I guessed it right, Winner." She snatched the ginseng, held it as a treasure, and put it on the tea table aside.

"Xiao Su'er, I smell perfunctory and feel uncomfortable." Murong Chuxue's eyes narrowed and he stared at her for a while, then looked at the others, thinking that they must be hiding something from him.

Shen Su'er was embarrassed, what should I say about this kind of thing? He said that he had a grudge against Xiao Guifei? It didn't seem to be a grudge. He also said that the assassination thing in the morning was probably done by someone sent by Xiao Guifei? There was no evidence or evidence. It's useless to say anything.


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