How could a compassionate person have the heart to lie to the Crown Prince?
"Over the years, since my body has become weak, my father no longer regards me as a living person. Duan Feng and Miss Yin like me, and I want to praise him."
Duan Feng: "..."
At this moment, Duan Feng's heart almost collapsed.
He just wanted to know what kind of ecstasy soup Yin Wan poured into the prince. He knew clearly that she was not a good person, but she still plunged in regardless.
……
When Yin Luzhu came back, Ji Yanchen was sitting in the room, with a bowl of steaming soup in front of him.
With a flash of surprise in his eyes, Yin Luzhu strode over, "What is this?"
"It's for hangover." Ji Yanchen's voice was clear and clean, but there was a hint of the feeling that strangers should not enter.
When he came to the table and sat down, Yin Luzhu didn't hesitate, picked up the bowl and drank it all.
Seeing her actions, Ji Yanchen was a little surprised, "Aren't you afraid that I poisoned it?"
He drank it without asking.
Hearing this, Yin Luzhu looked at him inexplicably, "If you want to harm me, why bother with this?"
After a pause, she added, "Furthermore, everyone in the world wants to harm me, but you won't."
"Hmph!" Ji Yanchen snorted very proudly, "Your Majesty, you are too confident. I am the one who hates you the most in this world!"
Yin Luzhu blinked, "Why do you hate me? I love you so much!"
"..." Ji Yanchen's pupils shrank in shock, his hand on the table trembled slightly, and he knocked over the steaming new tea.
Seeing him in a hurry, Yin Luzhu sneered and said nothing.
Ji Yanchen's face turned a little too red.
He simply wiped the water stains on his clothes, but walked out without even looking at Yin Luzhu.
But even though he looked calm and calm on the outside, Yin Luzhu could easily understand the panic inside him.
She chuckled.
Men in this world, as long as they use it well, they can become a sharp sword in their hands, invincible.
For a time, only Yin Luzhu was left in the huge house.
Right now, Gu Tingyue will take action quickly and accurately to protect herself when she is in danger.
After making up his mind, Yin Luzhu called Qingluo, "Prepare a bowl of lotus seed soup for me. I'll go see Mu Yin's concubine."
"Yes."
In response, Qingluo retreated.
She was very fast, and within a moment, she came in with a bowl of lotus seed soup, "Your Majesty, it's ready."
"Take it with you, let's go see Mu Yin's concubine."
"Yes."
There was a hint of worry in Qingluo's eyes. She wanted to say something, but her lips moved slightly, but she still didn't say a word.
……
The moonlight is hazy, the stars are blurred, the lights are bright, the colorful lights intersect with each other, and the flowing silver shines.
The wind flies gently and softly, and the huge wings caress everything affectionately. The moonlight, starlight, lights, and breeze interweave into a charming net, wrapping everything in the world.
Yin Luzhu came slowly in the night and finally arrived at Mu Yin's residence.
Mu Yin's courtyard is decorated with pear-shaped ornaments everywhere, and several maids stand respectfully among the heavy curtains.
Against the north wall is a large Ning-style mahogany bed, hung with a light yellow octopus tent, hung with red gold tent hooks for Pisces, and covered with carved silk brocade mattresses with hundreds of birds.
On the east wall are two huanghuali vertical cabinets, and against the west wall is an incense table inlaid with bone cypress and nan. There is an incense burner on top, burning incense from the precious goose pear tent. A three-color Pisces vase holds seasonal flowers. They are all