Meng Jia blinked and said loudly: "You didn't poison the tea, did you?"
He covered his mouth as if in fear, his eyes rolled around, and he quickly glanced at the slaves serving the wealthy people around him.
Sure enough, starting from Thirteenth Niang and Tao Rui, everyone was shocked: "Poison? Are you serious?"
"Since you have doubts, let the doctor check it out. Xiaomi, let's go!" Mu Yunhan was so annoyed that he was so rich, why didn't he die!
"Don't leave! You have to wait until I check everything before you leave!"
Meng Jia ran forward, seemingly angry, but actually he opened his arms excitedly to block the way of Mu Yunhan's master and servant.
Haha, it gives him a chance to detain someone!
He had only taken Ruyi tea three times and felt that he was much better. This was a living treasure and he had to keep it as his own!
Meng Jia looked at Mu Yunhan critically. Although his face was sallow, he was too thin, and his appearance was earthy, his facial features were spot-on, his brain was adequate, he was neither a nympho nor an idiot, and he was better than many noble ladies in the capital.
too much.
He just pinched his nose and admitted it. He could give her a title or something and tidy things up without losing his face.
This is trying to deceive someone! Xiaomi clenched her fists nervously.
Mu Yunhan gently held her hand, looked at Meng Jia and smiled slightly: "How does Mr. Meng want to check?"
The light was dim, and she smiled brightly. Due to illness and blood loss, her face looked a little pale and haggard, and she looked quite weak.
Meng Jia stared at her plump pink lips, disdainfully and arrogantly: "I need to explain to you, a woman, what I am doing? Please tell me the recipe for Ruyi Tea!"
Mu Yunhan took a few steps forward and smiled: "Okay, you heard me clearly."
She came closer, and the faint fragrance spread. Meng Jia blinked uncomfortably and curled his lips: "Don't try to seduce me, I tell you, I won't do this to you, you are so ugly..."
Ahem..."
Mu Yunhan's right hand was clenched into a fist in front of his waist, pointing upwards, and a small syringe in his palm was facing his face with a black hole.
She smiled gracefully: "The recipe for Ruyi Tea is a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors. It is in my mind. People live in tea, and people die in tea. Master, do you have any questions?"
On the other side, Xiaomi had already quietly blocked his retreat.
Meng Jia was stunned for a moment.
In all his life, he has never encountered anything like this.
He panicked and wanted to ask the people around him for help, but when he met Mu Yunhan's disdainful eyes, he felt very embarrassed.
However, Mu Yunhan's posture was so concealed that no one else could have imagined that she had such courage. They only thought that she was afraid and showing weakness.
"Can you please take me out, please?" Mu Yunhan smiled and lowered his voice: "This needle is highly poisonous. I am timid and cannot bear to be frightened. If I accidentally press it like that, a goddess will scatter flowers. Then
It’s so miserable…”
Meng Jia's pale face gradually turned rosy. He had never encountered such a thing before, but he knew what he was dealing with.
The syringe in her hand does have an elegant name, it's called Tiannv Sanhua. It's quite valuable and hard to find.
I didn't expect that a little village girl would have this thing in her hands.
Interesting, interesting.
Meng Jia's eyes shone: "Okay, if the beauty opens her mouth, of course I will give you this face. Please do it."
"Please!" Mu Yunhan instinctively felt that his attitude was not right, but he had no time to think about it. He just wanted to leave the place quickly, and immediately walked out cautiously and quickly. (To be continued)