"The slave maid is Jinxiu, what is wrong with you, Niangniang, don't scare the slave maid!" Concubine Man's question made Jinxiu surprised and panicked.

"You're not, although you imitate it very similarly, but you're not Jinxiu, who are you?" Chi Xiaoman didn't see that the other party was not Jinxiu at the beginning, but only after these dishes were laid out.

Although the people in front of her imitated their mannerisms and even the tone of their voices in a subtle way, and they also worked the presentation of the meals, Jinxiu and Concubine Man have been together for a long time, and their natural diet should be based on Concubine Man's preferences, so Yasukuni generally likes to eat spicy, and put chili peppers but not garlic in stir-fried dishes, but Xiaoman is not so fond of spicy food, so only let Jinxiu put garlic in stir-frying, this detail, today's "Splendid" But I didn't notice.

In fact, even if there is no such detail, Xiao Man has doubts about her, after all, she used to be a member of the poison medicine sect, and Guan Zhangmen did not hide it from her, a closed disciple, so although she did not learn the "Ten Thousand Poisons Medicine Sutra", she knew all the poisons regardless of smell and color.

These dishes contain a poison called saffron, which is not poisoned when eaten in general, but can be poisoned to death if eaten in excess.

The amount in the dish should not be large, although it will not cause poisoning, but Xiaoman is pregnant, and there is a risk of miscarriage if you eat saffron. The amount in these dishes will not poison the mother, but it is enough to make Xiaoman miscarry.

"Slaves and maids are splendid. Jinxiu insisted again, and then quickly changed the topic and said: "Niangniang, hurry up and eat, the food will be cold after a while." ”

Chi Xiaoman ignored her words, but stepped back and stood up.

From the amount of saffron in the dish, it can be seen that he does not mean to kill himself, the purpose is to just let himself miscarry, but only the emperor and Jinxiu know that they are pregnant, and the emperor is absolutely impossible to kill his own flesh and blood, and the Jinxiu in front of him is obviously someone else's disguise and fake, so where did the real Jinxiu go?

Who knew she was pregnant and wanted to harm her?

Rao is Xiaoman can be called smart, and he can't figure it out at this time. She was locked up in Fengyi Palace for more than a month, and the news was blocked, and Wei Chimu didn't know whether she was afraid that she would be worried, and hoped that she would be quiet and raise the fetus, and rarely told her about the court or this harem.

"Tell me the truth, who sent you? To tell you the truth, this palace can still leave you a way to live. Xiao Man slowly retreated to the door, one hand already pressed on the door, ready to push the door out at any moment.

Fengyi Palace has always had a shadow guarding in the dark, as long as she goes out and shouts, someone will definitely show up to save her.

"Do you think you can run away?" Jinxiu stood up, the expression on her face became cold for a moment, and she approached Xiaoman step by step.

Chi Xiaoman didn't know if he was right to make this move, the other party seemed to be enraged, and he didn't know if he would simply kill her. But she didn't want to be with the other party, from the moment the other party stood up, she saw that the other party should be good at martial arts, although she had deducted a handful of poisonous powder in her hand, but she didn't know if there was a chance to start.

"What kind of grudge do you have with this palace, you want to cause this palace to lose your child?" Chi Xiaoman didn't know why, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in the other party's cold expression.

"Collect money from people and do things for people. The woman who was disguised as a splendid woman said: "Concubine Man, you can choose for yourself, do you want to eat the food obediently, or do you want me to do it?"

As she spoke, her right hand was raised slightly, and Xiao Man noticed that she was holding a teapot in her hand, and what was in the teapot could be imagined. (To be continued......)