"The poison of this king is you!" Fengchi sounded the ice, and it was scary and scary.
Su Qianyue rubbed his forehead and was a little stunned.
There seems to be no memory.
Even the original owner marry into the palace is forced.
"Your wedding dress has been soaked in the medicine of red back bamboo pole grass!" Fengchi's voice has no temperature.
The two of them were lying there, one kneeling on one side.
A handsome and unparalleled death at any time, a beautiful like a god with a dagger.
This picture is too weird.
"What should be misunderstood!" Su Qianyue held the dagger in his hand, no wonder she felt that there was a problem with the wedding dress before. It turned out to be here, "Since you know, why not revealed it on the spot?"
And the sweet taste on the wedding dress is too strong, and the taste of poison is suppressed.
Feng Chi gave Su Qianyue at a white month, as if you were saying that you were an idiot.
He has a heart attack, how to reveal it?
Subsequently, Su Qianyue also thought of this, and smiled embarrassingly: "Actually you should know that it's not that I want to poison you, you just touched my wedding dress occasionally, and smell the taste at most.
On my body, I want to say poisonous hair, I am the one who is dead! "
It was a cold sweat, and the original master was too miserable.
"Aren't you a antidote!" Fengchi stared at her coolly.
The Su Qianyue couldn't speak.
Originally, I wanted to take it out to talk about conditions, and now it has become a reason to kill myself.
This is too bloody.
While looking down at the dagger in his hand.
"You have worked hard to save the king, and you shouldn't want to kill it!" Feng Chi snorted, although I didn't know what this woman did, but he lived and understood that it was not her who was going to kill himself.
Then, then
The words were fell, and he raised his hand and held Su Qian's wrist, grabbed the dagger, and put it in the waist.
Since you have to talk about conditions, you must be relatively equal.
Looking at the empty palm, Su Qianyue had a moment of stun.
This half -dead man can take away the dagger from her hands, so be cautious.
"You take out the antidote, the king keeps your life!" Feng Chi said casually.
Su Qianyue hummed coldly: "Wang Ye is so sincere, you don't have to talk!"
When she made paper? Can't be!
While turning over and getting out of bed, the person survived anyway. She didn't have to be buried for the time being.
There are always ways to leave.
"Do you don't want to figure out where the poison on the wedding dress came from?" Fengchi was not in a hurry. Because of poison hair, the whole person was not very good, but forcibly suppressed the pain. "You detoxify the king, the king gives
You answer. ""
Su Qianyue refused directly: "The answer I will find it myself."
"This king needs the result!" Fengchi's voice did not fluctuate.
When he heard this, Su Qianyue naturally understood the meaning of his words, and he had to remove his suspicion and paused: "Okay, my conditions are simple, harmonious, or you give me a book!"
This may be dead at any time. No matter how long, she can't stand it.
Fengchi paused: "Ben King did not dislike you, you have abandoned the king."
The tone was uncomfortable, and it was annoyed.
Continue to say: "He can be able to kill the king, you can leave at any time."
Thinking under my heart: prerequisite, it is not you!
"Okay, say it!" Su Qianyue was also very refreshing. She also wanted to know. In this, the original owner's good cousin must also play an important role.
She felt that the original owner's death of the groom nine times must be strange.
"Cousin, you are so miserable!" At this time, the door was hit, a dog blood, and a potholes Liu Yingxue ran in. "I must kill the bitch of Su Qianyue to get revenge and hate you!"