Now that he saw her being injured by his sword, Feng Jinrui felt regretful in his heart.
What if she was really framed?
"All this tonight is obviously a game. The person behind it wants to deal with me, and you are just a pawn in his trap."
"Why do the people behind you want to deal with you?" He didn't understand.
She is a newly married bride and knows no one here. Who would think of harming her?
"You ask me, who can I ask?"
However, seeing that he no longer had any murderous intention toward her, Chu Qianli felt relieved.
The wound really hurts and seems to be a little warm.
But she, who was always sensitive to drugs, didn't take it to heart.
Still sitting at the table, Chu Qianli looked at the few dozen yuan left in his account, feeling very helpless.
"Your imperial brother killed Cui'er, and now you are the most critical witness in this matter. You'd better go back and take good care of me, and I'll point to you to prove my innocence."
Of course, it would be impossible for him to take the initiative to clear her innocence.
"As for the sword tonight, you owe me. I will definitely claim it back when the truth comes out."
She picked up her chopsticks and continued eating.
There are many things wandering in her head. The person behind this not only knows the palace well, but also has great hatred for her.
But she just got married tonight, so she probably didn't have much contact with the people in the palace.
Who hates her so much that he wants to put her to death, and even drags the Fourteenth Master as a victim?
Could it be...
Feng Jinrui was still staring at her.
The sword in his hand was gradually lowered.
After the murderous intention disappeared, a wisp of fragrance soon penetrated the tip of my nose.
There was suddenly a loud gurgling sound in his stomach.
Chu Qianli frowned and looked up at him.
Feng Jinrui blushed, feeling very embarrassed and embarrassed.
From last night to now, in the early morning, I have been sick in bed and have not taken any pellets yet.
But the dishes on the witch's table smelled both pungent and fragrant, with a fatal temptation...
"What is this?" He stared at the charcoal stove on the table and the stewed dishes in the pot like a hodgepodge.
"Spicy hot pot." Chu Qianli casually said, "Want to try it?"
"Who wants to taste your stuff!" Even though she was framed, she still lay on top of him.
In his eyes, she is a disgusting witch.
Feng Jinrui originally wanted to leave, but after taking another look at the so-called spicy hot pot, his legs became unable to walk.
My belly is as loud as thunder.
"You didn't use dinner, did you?" Chu Qianli still had many questions that she wanted to ask this guy.
So, she took out another set of bowls and chopsticks, put them on the table, and looked at him: "Try it?"
"No……"
"Are you afraid that I've been poisoned?" She sneered, took a piece of mutton and put it in her mouth.
Although the words were vague, they were still clearly audible: "I didn't expect that the dignified Fourteenth Master would be so cowardly!"
"Who says I don't dare?" Feng Jinrui is indeed a simple-minded person.
Intrigued by Chu Qianli's words, he was immediately fooled.
He sat down angrily, picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of mutton, and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Well..."
"It's hot!" This idiot! "Eat slowly, there are still many, no one will compete with you!"
Feng Jinrui's face turned red again, but after eating this piece of brushed mutton, he felt as if he had discovered a new world.
fragrant!
It smells so good!
Which chef in the palace made this spicy hot pot?
Why have I never tasted such delicious food before?
He took another piece and gradually became more and more interested in eating it.
Chu Qianli had been paying attention to him, and when he was fully immersed in the food, she suddenly asked: "Before meeting me and Xiaocui last night, had you met Miss Yu, or... her people?"
