After a while, Liu Fangshu's maid Ling'er and Fang Youmin's maid Cai'er walked over here with a drawer of ten bowls of good red date bird's nest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I fixed my mind, and I saw the spirit from a distance, and my actions were extremely unnatural. The soup in his hand was dangling and almost pouring out.

The previous guess was correct. They acted.

It's just that Lin Jingyi's maidservants didn't participate in it. It seems that this woman's methods are very clever. Borrowing a knife to kill people, this trick is also skillful.

Cai'er took the lead in carrying five of the bowls into the pavilion. And Ling'er trembled and walked step by step.

I straightened my spine and said before Ling'er walked up the steps, "What's wrong with this Ling'er?" Why are you shaking? Isn't Mo sick? ”

My words of "concern" led Ling'er's master Liu Fangshu out.

"Right...... She...... Typhoid fever a few days ago, it seems that it is still ...... Not yet healed. ”

Concubine Tong frowned: "Typhoid fever has not healed, how can she be allowed to get close to the soup of the masters?" ”

I immediately picked up the conversation: "Ling'er must not have done it on purpose, the former people, help Ling'er bring the soup." ”

The former man took the tray and walked to me.

When a bowl of soup was placed in front of me, my heart fell to the ground. It's just that bowl of poisonous soup, I don't know whose turn it will be.

Concubine Tong bowed her head and signaled that everyone could eat.

I tasted it slowly, and sure enough, it was excellent.

When everyone praised them, they found that one person had not moved.

"Why, isn't this soup to your liking?" Concubine Tong looked at Lin Jingyi suspiciously.

"How so?" Lin Jingyi reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth, which was regarded as a laugh.

You must know that Fang Youmin and Liu Fangshu's soup are all talented, so you can't be wrong. But the bowl of soup in front of her was served by the people of the past. What's more, after a table of people drank the soup, they all looked calm, and the bowl in front of them was undoubtedly poisonous.

"That'...... Why don't you eat it? In Concubine Tong's eyes, there was already exploration.

"This ...... Because...... Because my sister ate raw cold yesterday, her stomach was still not very comfortable, so she ......" Lin Jingyi lied.

"That's a pity," I pushed Lin Jingyi into the abyss with a smile, "It's really delicious, sister, why don't you try it, it should be fine." ”

The crowd agreed.

Lin Jingyi saw that the situation was developing in a direction that was unfavorable to her, and her face changed: "This ...... Thank you for the kindness of my sister, my sister still doesn't drink it. ”

"Since my sister doesn't drink, then don't waste it, it's better to give your maids, they serve the master, and it's hard work."

Lin Jingyi's eyes lit up immediately, as if grasping a life-saving straw: "My sister is very right!" ”

Now, it frightened her maidservant, Qiu'er.

I commanded the former to bring the soup to her.

"Slave maid...... Slaves and maids can't drink this soup! Joe's face turned pale.

At this time, the other concubines also saw the clues.

The apparent harmony was finally broken. In the palace, how can you not intrigue and plot?

Now that there is a clear opportunity to get rid of others, and I won't get my hands dirty, I naturally have the courage to do so.

After a period of encouragement, Qiu Er finally collapsed. Pouton on his knees and kowtowed: "The masters spare the slaves and maids, that soup...... Toxic ......"