With a hot potato in your hand, do you report it or not?

If you report it, how will you face Prince Qu's questioning?

If you don't report it, if Lao Liu turns his face and bites himself, he will "get the stolen goods", and the guilt of giving the prince -chun-medicine will fall on her Molly!

…… I can't afford to lose that man......

Thinking about it, Molly really had no choice but to ask Ai Ai to find out about the prince.

Qu Jincun had already changed into loose clothes, wearing silk shoes barefoot, eating the lychees of tribute, and casually swaying his pen and ink to review and reciprocate.

When Molly came in, the room was filled with the faint and lingering sweetness of lychees.

Knowing the situation, Prince Qu's crossed Erlang's legs couldn't help but let go, and asked her to send the things in her hand with some surprise, and he actually sniffed it under his nose.

"......," Molly was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look up, only to hear the inhalation of a man close by.

"I actually hit the idea to the white desk of the imperial dining room," only to hear Qu Jincun mutter, "Should they be stupid?" Or is it stupid? ”

Molly lowered her head and wanted to walk backwards, but the one sitting on top didn't speak, and she couldn't find a way to speak.

Immediately after, only to hear a chewing sound - Prince Qu actually took a bite of the medicinal herb and chewed it.

How is this man ......

Molly raised her head slightly, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Qu Jincun's lips pursed with a stern face, and his cheeks moved slightly—he didn't even spit it out!

Could it be that this guy has suicidal tendencies in his bones? Ignore what you should be guarding against and let yourself get into danger?

In this way, it makes sense that he killed her, the raider (foreign body), in this dream-making space......

Qu Jincun finally finished chewing the mouthful of medicinal herbs, and he threw most of the remaining plant rhizomes in his hand on the table in disgust, making a soft sound.

"It's a little sour, it's not delicious." Prince Qu took a sip elegantly, but in fact, he didn't spit out the pieces in his mouth.

He looked at the little eunuch in front of him.

He knew this thing, and he also knew who arranged for someone to hand it over to the white case in charge of the imperial dining room.

The reason why he left it to his own devices, one was because he was bored, and the other was because he wanted to try the loyalty of his subordinates.

- Especially, the loyalty of the little eunuch named Molly in front of me.

The son of a daughter is arrogant and expensive, and it is impossible for him to casually deliver his food and drink to this little guy who has not been in the palace for long.

However, after a try, this little monkey seems to be full of honesty.

Qu Jincun smiled.

"This is the end of the matter," he lazily propped his hands on his cheeks, his fingers were white and slender, and they were actually two points whiter than the jade crown on his head, "Don't tell anyone else, just pretend not to know." Lao Liu, I'll solve it there. ”

Molly immediately noticed that he said "I".

And not "lonely".

The attitude of being lonely has changed...... She pondered, her lips pursed involuntarily.

"Obey His Royal Highness the Prince's instructions." Molly saluted, which meant to quit.

Who knew that Qu Jincun didn't want to let her go like this, but with an "interested" and "careless" attitude, he lifted the missing medicinal herb on the table and gave it to Molly.

"Do you know what this medicine is?" He asked.

"The slave doesn't know." Molly replied.

The answer was too fast-that is, I know, Qu Jincun smiled maliciously.

"Gu just tasted it, but he didn't taste anything special," he said quietly, his voice low and his tone sinister, "Why don't you reward it, you can taste it for me, and see what this medicine tastes like?" ”

Molly held her breath to keep herself from looking up at him, and after a while, she calmed down and responded indifferently: "Yes, the slave obeys." ”

The self-proclaimed uniformity of the eunuchs and maids in the palace is [slave maid], and the voice of the little eunuch is not very special, but the word "slave maid" makes Qu Jincun's heart skip a beat.

Immediately after, as if gently scratched by the fox's tail, somewhere in his chest, it itched slightly.