Sitting in place for a long time, the palace maid couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, and her mind was still entangled with the terrifying side just now.

"Isn't this the pastry that Rong Chang is delivering? How could she hurt me? It must be the treacherous plot of those people who want to drive a wedge with us! "

The palace maid shook her head, not daring to accept such a thing, but saw a mouse running by, saw the poisonous high point, and rushed up to bite it without hesitation.

As a result, the tool that the rat saw was dumbfounded, bleeding from the seven orifices, and died of convulsions!

"This, isn't this the poison of the Western Regions?"

The palace maid is very familiar with this poison, and she used it to poison the emperor when Rong Chang gave it to herself.

"Is it really that woman?"

The palace maid came up with a bold idea, after all, in addition to Rong Chang being like this, it is estimated that only other fine works are available?

And in the entire palace, she is the palace maid who is always there, and Rong Changzai has become the most likely object of suspicion.

"Could it be that it is really as Yan Wushuang said, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, she will never let me go?"

The palace maid is still a little difficult to accept this fact, she has already convicted all the crimes, why does Rong Changzai still refuse to let her go?

"Hehe, are you really so ruthless?" The palace maid suddenly sneered, the pastries of the Western Regions, which were originally full of the taste of her hometown, were instantly tasteless at this moment.

Who would like to eat something that kills you?

On the other side, Yan Wushuang took advantage of the Crown's kitchen to be busy again, and this time he specially called the cooks to help.

"You all go and find me some of the strongest wine, you must get drunk as soon as you drink it, three glasses of Drunken Immortal Mansion are good!"

Yan Wushuang used a shovel to fry the pot, the dishes in it kept flying and falling, and the fire was burning in the pot, which looked quite big, and even those chefs were ashamed of themselves.

Hearing Yan Wushuang's order, a cook suddenly proposed: "If this strongest wine is really discussed, it will not be three times as large as the Drunken Immortal Building, and the scene will have to count the wine immortals in our palace!"

Hearing him say this, Yan Wushuang instantly became interested, "It's really better than taking three cups?" "

"Definitely, it's because this wine is too strong, and it will be fluttering when you drink it, so this kind of wine is generally not taken out in the palace for the scene, and it is usually used as a reward for scary people to drink!"

The chef thought for a moment that the wine was so strong that even they didn't dare to try it on weekdays, lest they get drunk and delay the big thing, which is called sadness!

"I see, then you can get me a jar now, and I will ask for that wine!" Yan Wushuang listened to their description, and only felt very happy in his heart.

Several people looked at each other, and they didn't know what Yan Wushuang was going to do, but after taking it for a long time, they saw that he actually added this wine to the dish, and there was a lot of it!

"Princess, what are you doing with this thing in the dish? And with so much added to this wine, ordinary people must faint directly when they drink it! "

The cook was flustered and puzzled, and looked at the wine-scented dishes in a daze, only feeling strange in his heart.

"Is it so powerful? Then I'll add some water to dilute it, there's nothing to do with you here, go down. "

Yan Wushuang felt that the stronger this temperament, the better, and was very satisfied, and added a little bit of his own special soup pot bottom, which reduced the concentration of the wine.

"That's what you want! I heard that they all love to drink wine in the Western Regions, and I don't know if they will like this dish very much this time? "

Yan Wushuang looked at the drunken eight immortals in front of him, which used wine as the base material, and there were eight to the best fresh ingredients, all of which were all kinds of seafood and meat, plus the assistance of vegetables, which was simply flawless.

The transformed drunken eight immortals, the strong aroma of wine mixed with the aroma of vegetables, this taste directly floated out of the distance.

Yanwu Shuangjiang and Zhejiang drunk eight immortals hit the casserole end-to-end, and then they were supported by a tray, and they caught up with the cold palace behind them all the way.

"Rong is always there, how can he do it himself, and he is not afraid of tiring his body."

Yan Wu said with a smile on his face, but the fragrance in the casserole in his hand still floated non-stop, and the fragrance of the whole yard was overflowing instantly.

Seeing that the person who came was actually the princess side by side, Rong Chang symbolically looked behind him and didn't see the side by side king, so he was silently relieved in his heart, and asked with a smile: "I don't know why the princess came today, and ...... What is in your hand, it smells so good! "

Rong Chang dared to say that the fragrance of vegetables mixed with nine spices, as well as the aroma of various meat and vegetables, she had never smelled such a peculiar smell.

Even if I'm not very hungry now, I'm still attracted by the fragrance, and I can't help but take a sip.

Seeing that the other party was directly interested, Yan Wushuang smiled and said: "The dish I made today is called Drunken Eight Immortals, and it is specially brought and eaten with the usual."

"Specially given me food?"

Rong Chang was still a little curious about that dish in this city, but when he listened to it, it was extremely harsh, and he was a little more vigilant for a moment.

Yan Wushuang ignored the worry on his face, and walked directly to a stone table in the courtyard, although it looked a little shabby, but it was barely able to get into the eyes, and then put the tray on it.

As soon as I opened the lid of the casserole, a thick smoke spread out in an instant, and the fragrance was already overflowing, but now it is getting stronger and stronger, causing people to salivate!

"It smells so good!"

Rong Changzai couldn't help but let out such a sigh, his eyes looked directly at the casserole, he was really curious about what it was that could make such a delicious taste!

"You're welcome, come and try it, because of the previous apartment matter, Zhan Ge may have been targeting you. I thought that you were already working hard alone, and I felt a little guilty, so I made something delicious to express my apologies. "

Yan Wushuang had already served a bowl of soup in a small bowl during his speech, and the taste was fragrant and rich, constantly provoking people's taste buds and the limit of patience.

Rong Chang walked over confidently and glanced at the bowl of soup, the oil on it was very small, but it was very rich, just like the color of milk, and it looked very nutritious.

"Did you give it to me to apologize?"

"What else could there be? Could it be that I will poison you? Is it necessary? "

Yan Wushuang smiled slightly, but he had already handed the soup bowl to her.

Rong Chang swallowed his saliva and didn't hold back, took it, looked at the rich soup directly, scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

"It's really good, no one thinks that Faye Wong's cooking skills are so good!"

The moment the fragrant soup entered his throat, although it was still a little hot, Rong Changzai didn't care about it at all, but looked at Yan Wushuang with a look of surprise.

Yan Wushuang smiled slightly, looking at Rong Changzai and not having any special reaction, thinking to himself, "It seems that what those guys said really can't be fully believed, and it won't be exaggerated to the extent that they will pour it when they drink it, could it be that the soup I made was diluted too much?" "

Just as Yan Wushuang was thinking about this question, Rong Changzai had already drunk a whole bowl of soup!

"This soup tastes really good, princess, good cooking!"

Rong Chang's eyes were blurred, his whole body was crooked, he looked like he was about to fall down at any time, and he gave a thumbs up after speaking.

Yan Wushuang looked at the woman in front of her in a daze, saw that the bowl in her hand was crumbling, and hurriedly took it and supported her again, "No, is this drunk?" "

There was a difference between Yan Wushuang, and after putting the bowl on the table, the woman was still not very settled.

"Always? Can you still talk and walk normally? "

"Who said I can't, you see, I'll go to show you!"

Saying that, Rong was crooked, the inner eight characters, the outer eight characters, one word, almost didn't fall to the ground a few times!

"…… Well, the effect should be pretty much the same! "

Yan Wushuang thought to himself, so he hurriedly walked up, and heard Rong Changzai suddenly say: "Xiaomeng, you haven't come to serve me in the past few days, and your courage is really getting bigger!"

Xiaomeng is the name of which fine work.,That is, the palace maid who is always there.。

"I'm so drunk that I even have my eyes foggy, and I still treat me as a palace maid, but that's fine."

Yan Wushuang fell into a burst of speechlessness and madness at the moment, and helped her crookedly in the complaint, all the way to the cell.

"Niangniang, a little further inside is your dormitory, hurry up and go in."

Yan Wushuang sent her to the door of the prison, and then pushed her in.

Rong Chang was crooked and dancing all the way, very exotic, and the guards who watched were puzzled one by one.

"Always?"

The palace maid heard a woman's movement outside the cell, and she clearly recognized that this was the voice of her own house.

"Always!"

The palace maid hurriedly knocked on the pillars of the cell to attract Rong Chang's attention.

After Rong Chang heard this movement, he walked to the cell and looked at the palace maid with a confused expression.

"Little dream, why did you become such a dead picture?"

"Always, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Chang Zai's drunken eyes, the palace maid couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"Hongu has eaten something good, do I still need to report it to you? I really take myself seriously. "

is always sneering at her, and the feelings are not like being drunk, but more like amnesia!

The palace maid was instantly depressed when she was counted down like this, and then asked coldly: "Okay, I don't care about you what you do, but why did you poison me?"

This matter pressed on the palace maid's heart, and it was a burst of doubt.

I thought I would find a chance to ask clearly, but I didn't expect that this time she took the initiative to send it to the door.

Hearing this, Rong Chang pondered in his mind for a day, and then looked at her suspiciously, "You said I poisoned you?" "

I can't see what kind of attitude and expression it is.,It's like a drunken person looking at the strategy.,I'm extremely uncomfortable.。

However, there is an urgent desire for an answer.