Chapter Eighty-Eight: Who Poisoned Whom?
For Nangong Dong'er's existence, not only Qing Wu and a few people knew, but even Mu Yuchen also found out, and he wanted to deal with that resentful gaze immediately, but Qing Wu shook his head at him slightly, since she has her own arrangements, then she will let it go first.
Bing'er's cute and moist eyes are deep, all kinds of palace fights and house fighting novels back then are not in vain, this woman who doesn't know life and death, she used to want to take advantage of Xuanyuan Lie, but now she is trying to get involved with the captain's person, hehe, she must let her know that life is cruel, and she doesn't need to waste food alive!
Suddenly, a pleasant piano sounded, and then a masked woman in red carried spiritual power around her body, fluttering, her slender waist writhing like a water snake, and her charming eyes shot at the men around her like silk, of course, focusing on Mu Yuchen's area.
Sure enough, many teenagers present were teased~ dialed, and looked at the girl obsessively.
Nangong Dong'er didn't show it on her face, but her heart was unusually proud, thanks to the book of charm and magic skills she had obtained when she went out to practice, although the load of spiritual power was relatively large, but as long as she could achieve her goal, no one stipulated how long she had to dance.
But when her eyes looked at Mu Yuchen, who had been talking to Qing Wu and didn't realize that she was in the slightest, a touch of gloom slipped through her eyes, she thought she was hiding it well, but it still didn't escape the eyes of a few people.
Qing Wu smoothed the hair on Shun Bing'er's back, calmed her irritable heart, and then continued to drink Mu Yuchen talking about her life and experiences over the years.
Nangong Qu naturally also found out that this dancing was his daughter, but he didn't think much about it, after all, this daughter has always been very decent, and now he is more concerned about his son who has been drinking, seeing that he is depressed but has nothing to do, he is a spiritual saint, and it seems that he has a deep friendship before. There are not many things that the emperor of this world can't do, and this happens to be one of them, so he can only hope that his son can take the initiative to fight for it.
Nangong Dong'er felt that it was almost over, so she twisted her body and approached the direction of Qingwu and a few people, of course, no one felt any surprise, after all, they were distinguished guests, but they were all women, and the only Mu Yuchen was a man, so the circles in it were thought-provoking.
Nangong Dong'er's long sleeves danced one by one, accompanied by Qingyue's piano sound, which had a unique flavor. She is very confident in her own dance, but she didn't see Mu Yuchen look at her after moving for a long time, and while she was angry and vomiting, her heart was also relieved, anyway, the purpose is not this now.
The corners of Yunxi's mouth rose slightly when she approached, and then she raised her hand casually, raised her wine glass and drank it all, she wouldn't do this kind of thing to treat others in the way of others, what she would do was that if someone offended me, she would pay for it a hundred times.
Nangong Dong'er knew that he was poisoned at the same time as not only being solved, but also being poisoned, at this moment he was planning to go to the middle of the stage to have the most perfect ending posture, and then go to his father's side to take a good look at the group of women who stripped in public ~ The appearance of love, what kind of temperament, when the time comes, it will not be destroyed all at once.
Therefore, it is easy for people to steal chickens without making a detailed investigation of the opponent before they do it, she didn't know that there was a poisoner Murong Yunxi, and she didn't know that there was a pharmacist and a five-grade alchemist sitting there steadily. So when she finished the last movement, she suddenly felt that her body was hot, her mind was dizzy, and her whole body was itchy, and the itch was getting deeper and deeper, and finally she couldn't restrain herself from reaching out to scratch it.
The clothes in front of her quickly peeled off to the ground one by one, giving full play to the fastest speed that her fifth-order spirit had and by the time everyone reacted, Nangong Dong'er was already naked, scratching her right leg with the toes of her left foot, scratching her two hands all the way forward, and the other stretched out behind her back, which was completely a standard posture of golden rooster independence, which was indescribably ridiculous. It was precisely because the range of movement was too large that the red veil on his face fell to the ground, and a familiar face came into everyone's eyes.
The original stunned eyes now turned into an exclamation.
"Yes, it's the fifth princess!"
"Why, how do you make such a ・・・・・・" An old minister blushed and spoke out indignantly, but he didn't say anything about the royal face and his own cultivation.
The whispers below finally woke up the emperor and empress, as well as Concubine Rong, who had always been favored. Before Nangong Qu could speak, he heard Concubine Rong Luo Qianrong's mournful cry: "Dong'er, are you all dead? Why don't you take your clothes and put them on for the princess!"
The corners of Queen Xue Jialing's mouth rose faintly, but her face was urging with worry: "Don't take the princess down yet!"
A group of palace maids and grandmothers secretly bitter in their hearts, the strength of the fifth order of the five princesses, a few of them are just ordinary spirits, and when they found out, they were already like this, where can they catch up. But after all, it was the master, so he had to go up.
Of course, their appearance in the eyes of Nangong Dong'er, who was unconscious, was just some people who wanted to hinder her happiness, so they flew away one by one. Nangong Qu's eyes turned black with anger. Nangong Shuo frowned slightly, he didn't like this sister, but what he lost was his father's face, so he still threw a wine glass over and smashed her on the head.
Even so, she couldn't stop, her limbs still clutching her body. It was just unsightly. But no one could tell what the reason was, because the exposed skin had nothing before, and all that was added later was her own scratches.
"Your Majesty, I heard that Miss Zhuge is the daughter of the Zhuge family, I wonder if there is any elixir that can be used in the Zijin Auction House?" Concubine Rong looked at Nangong Dong'er, whose hands and feet were still moving, her face became more and more pale, she had only had such a daughter for so many years, but fortunately, she was obedient and sensible, and the emperor liked it, so it naturally hurt to the bone.
After all, Nangong Qu still cared about this daughter he liked in the past, so he said to Ziling: "This, Miss Zhuge ・・・・・・ you see"
Ziling smiled slightly, and interrupted: "The emperor doesn't have to worry, there are still pills, it's just that this pill is not easy to get from our medicinal materials, and it is only available in the middle of the Demon Forest, and the price of inviting an alchemist flower this year is not small." "Anyone who understands what this means, but the last one they say is true. Of course, everyone doesn't know at this time, in fact, the last one is the least challenging, the detoxification pill Qingwu is usually a furnace as soon as it is shot, and the speed is faster than what Xiaolong eats.
(There is also a shift in the evening.) )