Chapter Ninety-Three: Death Without Proof

Even if she doesn't die, with the sweet fragrance applied to the pastry box, even if she solves the ingredients to have an aphrodisiac effect, there is no proof until she dies. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

She quickly checked the medical book in her hand, and knew that there were many ingredients in the medicine, both plant and animal ingredients, even if Yun Die was not dead, Lu Lotus and Zi Xuan had eaten the pastry and were fine, when she wanted to track it down, as long as Mrs. Yun Die ate the pastry, it would prove that there was no problem with eating the pastry alone.

So why did she still die? If you want to drug in two places in such a roundabout way, and just right to poison her, you must be a person who understands poison or pharmacology, is there such a person in the house?

After checking for so long, the questions seemed to become more and more, but she didn't find anything more, she glanced at the drip in the corner of the room, and knew that it was almost time to turn the lamp. Suddenly thinking that Helan Qiyou stayed in the mansion and didn't know where to have dinner, and thought that he might come over, I didn't feel a little nervous.

Stand up and quickly change into one of the most eye-catching breast-length skirts and quickly arm yourself. At this time, someone came to report, and Green Lotus went downstairs for a while and came back.

"Young lady, young master will have dinner at Mrs. Qing's tonight."

Qingxuan listened and calmed down, not knowing if she felt disappointed. Was she expecting him to come?

The backyard was seriously burned today, and Mrs. Qing obviously had a deeper friendship with Helan Qiyou, and it was okay for him to go over to comfort her.

But if she was honest with herself, she would say she didn't like it, very much. What does he do when he goes to her room besides eating? He...

Just before her fantasies were even more derailed, Midori continued. "The young master invites the lady to come over for dinner together, since the lady has changed her clothes, the slave and maid will come to comb your hair, and you can go over soon."

What Green Lotus said next surprised her, he asked her to come along?

"That's... How long has he been? Suppressing the surprise in her heart, she wondered why he wanted her to pass.

"Soon, I heard that I had just promised Mrs. Qing to stay for dinner, so I sent someone to invite Mrs. Qing."

She didn't realize how much she wanted to see him, and she didn't even need a reason why she had to be superficially obedient to her husband, so she directly agreed.

"Okay, let's go."

Led by the green lotus, Qingxuan and Zixuan arrived at Mrs. Qing's new residence, adjacent to the garden pavilion where Qingxuan and Helan were blessed, which was originally a vacant courtyard and reserved for expansion. After this fire, all the concubines lived in a scattered manner, but Helan Qiyou came to visit Mrs. Qing and had an extraordinary affection for her.

Although the time is pressing, the green lotus is still very careful to dress up for Qingxuan, the long hair is tied into a flowing cloud bun, the red lips are dotted, and the already beautiful face is even more gorgeous after embellishment. It took a little more time, but it was worth it. Therefore, when she arrived, Helan Qiyou and Mrs. Qing were already seated at the dinner table, and they seemed to have a good conversation.

She glanced at the two people at the table, and knew without imagination that it would be difficult for Madame Qing to like her between them. Helan Qiyou looked at her, her face was happy, and she quickly waved at her and motioned for her to sit next to him. "Madame is here...."

"Young lady, please be seated. You came at just the right time. Mrs. Qing generously entertained her, and Qingxuan sat next to Helan to pray for you.

Helan Qiyou looked at her, with a doting look in his eyes, he reached under the table and clasped her hand with his fingers. "Have you eaten yet?"

Qingxuan didn't answer, her beautiful eyes glared at him a little fiercely, Helan Qiyou was not angry, and when the dish was ready, he let her hand go free, and the eyes were extremely gentle.