"Guan Xiang, you can drip the blood of this princess's fingertips into the glass cup." Qianhui lowered her eyelashes and asked seemingly casually.

Guan Xiang nodded, but then she seemed to think of something, and said with an embarrassed face: "The drop is dripping, but the slave maid only had time to drip the blood from the fingertips into the soup cup, and the rest was not taken care of." ”

Because Qianhui is too conspicuous, her every move is exposed in front of people and will be infinitely magnified by everyone, so Qianhui simply attracted everyone's attention, and then asked Guan Xiang to drip the fingertip blood from the porcelain bottle she had prepared before into Si Huazhen's meal while everyone was not aware of it.

But because the time was urgent, and the dishes were not ready, Guan Xiang could only pick the soup that was already served.

"That's it......" Qianhui frowned slightly after listening to Guan Xiang's report, and then shook his head indifferently: "It's nothing, it dripped in the soup cup, which can be regarded as an ingenious method." ”

Seeing that Qianhui didn't blame her, Guan Xiang first breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "But, princess, what if the prince didn't use the soup?" Isn't that ......?"

Qianhui did not answer Guan Xiang's question, she turned around and found a pavilion to sit down, Guan Xiang stood beside Qian Hui, followed Qianhui's line of sight, and saw that through the layers of dense forest, she just saw the scene outside Si Huazhen's study.

Guan Xiang remained silent with her eyes and nose and mouth, and began to pray in her heart that today's things would go well.

After a while, I saw four or five maids lining up and neatly entering Si Huazhen's study, at that time Si Huazhen was dealing with official documents, and he didn't say anything about the flow of food, but just casually ordered a body and asked the maid to put the meal on the table aside.

"Lord, let's use some dishes first." Liufeng saw that the heat of the meal was about to run out, and he couldn't help but speak.

Si Huazhen didn't even give Liufeng a superfluous look, and looked deaf and unfazed, until he had processed all the official documents in hand, and then got up and walked to the table.

Si Huazhen did not have the habit of summoning people to distribute vegetables when eating, he glanced at the few dishes on the table, but he felt that he had no appetite, and after simply using a few chopsticks, he put down the silver chopsticks.

"Lord Wang, otherwise you can use some bamboo shoots and bamboo rib soup, this soup should taste good." As he spoke, Liufeng quickly filled a bowl of soup for Si Huazhen and handed it to Si Huazhen.

The soup in the porcelain bowl was delicious, and Si Huazhen tasted it elegantly, and his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he felt that something was wrong.

At the moment when the soup was in his mouth, an extremely faint smell of blood spread in Si Huazhen's mouth.

But when Si Huazhen went to taste it again, the taste was gone, and then the silver chopsticks did not change color, obviously non-toxic, Si Huazhen didn't think about it anymore, just regarded it as a temporary illusion, and did not take the taste of the soup to heart.

Under Liufeng's earnest persuasion, Si Huazhen tasted a few more bites, and then ordered Liufeng to remove the dishes.

The closed study door was reopened, and immediately after, a maid came out, and Qianhui stood in the pavilion not far away, taking in all this.

"Princess, people have come out, this meal has been going on for almost half an hour, you say, did the prince use the soup?" Guan Xiang said tentatively.

Qianhui hooked the corners of his mouth with confidence, with a little disdain in his eyes, "Although this princess is inseparable from Ah Zhen and is not treated by him, but this princess understands his habits, you have been in the palace for so long, have you ever seen Ah Zhen delay handling official business because of eating?" ”

Qianhui didn't know what kind of habits Si Huazhen had before, but after she married into the Jingping Palace, Si Huazhen in her eyes was focused on official business.

And the time to deal with official business can be long or short, if it is a long time, this meal will inevitably be cold, Si Huazhen is too lazy to tell his subordinates to reheat or remake the meal, so he will only deal with it meaningfully.

The reason why Qianhui so firmly ordered Guan Xiang to drip blood in the soup cup is also because of this reason, after all, this soup cup is sealed, and it will take some time for the temperature to get cold.

At the beginning, Qianhui was worried that Si Huazhen would collapse his body, so she personally went to deliver food for Si Huazhen and told him to eat, but later, especially after the incident of the city defense map, she couldn't enter Si Huazhen's study again, let alone persuade Si Huazhen to eat.

Qianhui recalled all the previous things, the expression on her face gradually faded, her jaw tightened, Xu was not at ease, she instructed again: "Guan Xiang, you go and check whether the soup cup has been used, how much it has been used, and come back to report to the princess after finding out." ”

Guan Xiang respectfully answered "yes", then turned out of the pavilion and returned to the large kitchen.

Guan Xiang went and returned, the chef was busy cooking meals for Qianhui, and the afterglow swept to Guan Xiang's figure, only when she was sent by Qianhui to urge, she accelerated the movements of her subordinates for a while, and hurriedly reassured: "Miss Guan Xiang, just wait a minute, this last dish will be ready soon." ”

"Well, hurry up." Guan Xiang responded casually, and looked at the glass soup cup on the side.

"Alright." The chef didn't even have time to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and shouted to the maid to quickly put all the dishes on the plate.

"Now that you're ready, let's go." Guan Xiang had an answer in her heart, and she didn't stay any longer, and left directly with a few little maids who were passing the dishes.

Chiwa took the lead back in the courtyard to wait for the news, and when he heard the sound of the passage outside the door, he said lazily, "Come in." ”

A few maids rushed in, and after setting the meal, they retreated in amusement.

"How's it going?" Qianhui lazily lay on the chaise longue, changed a position at will, and asked meaningfully, "No one notices, right?" ”

"No, although the soup cup looks like it's still a lot, there are obvious traces of it being used, so don't worry, princess." Guan Xiang fanned for Qianhui and replied with kindness.

"Very good, in the next few days, you will follow today's practice, if the big kitchen does not prepare soup for the prince, you will find an opportunity to do something in the tea." Qianhui's voice is extremely light, but it is like a talisman, and it makes people's hearts furious when they hear it.