Zhong Ying stayed in the library and stayed late.

The third young lady of Ye Mansion was a little more alert and bold than the others.

Zhong Ying admired her courage, but at the same time was surprised by her conceit.

Maybe her past was too smooth, Zhong Ying couldn't help but worry, if the development of things was different from what Ye Qinzhu imagined, how would this Miss Ye San deal with it.

Flipping through a page, his gaze rested on the words on it.

"In October of the eighth year of stability, the prince offered treasures. ”

Ye Qinzhu subconsciously raised his long sword, trying to block Han Tang's unwarranted attack.

However, in his fierce eyes, Han Tang did not take any action.

On the contrary, the pitch-black figure flickered, accompanied by a series of laughter of unknown meaning, and drifted away.

Han Tang didn't intend to be loyal to this royal family that ruined his country, but this time he followed his master to come, but he just thought that the world was about to be in chaos, which was very interesting.

He swaggered back to the Prince's Mansion and reached out and knocked on Yang Qinghan's door.

"I'll tell you something. He said, "Not long ago, Miss Ye San entered the Prince's Mansion and left safely. ”

Yang Qinghan was holding a pen, yearning for the king of Changling who was galloping on the border to pass the word, and when he heard the news, the movements of his hands slammed suddenly.

"How did she get in?"

"Who knows?" Han Tang spread his hands, not for Yang Qinghan, "Maybe your subordinates are too stupid, maybe it's that Miss Ye San is ingenious, all in all, she came in." ”

After intimately informing him of the news, Han Tang shook his hand and left, he touched the part of his neck that was touched by Ye Qinzhu, and the corners of his mouth froze inexplicably.

If Miss Ye San knew the true effect of Canghe Yin, I don't know if she would be able to hold back and not do it?

The wind passed without a trace, and the door of the study of King Zhao's Mansion was suddenly opened, and the girl glanced inside, and walked into Yang Qingjue's bedroom with a cat's waist.

The candlelight flickered, and the faint fragrance of agave flowers lingered in the room. As soon as Ye Qinzhu entered, he smelled a leisurely fragrance.

The fragrance is fragrant and evokes an aftertaste.

But who knows, this incense is often poisonous. As elegant as magnolia, as deadly as a poppy.

Yang Qingjue wore her hair loose and sat on the desk next to the bed.

There was a box of medicines on his desk, and I was looking through Dr. Pei's notes for many years of medical practice to identify the medicines in them.

Hearing the noise, he looked up, and his eyes crashed into a young girl walking briskly towards him.

"Bamboo?" he was stunned for a moment, "why are you here?" ”

"Jue, you promise me first. Ye Qinzhu walked to the opposite side of the desk, did not cut directly to the topic, but looked nervous, and even unconsciously put his hands into a silent gesture, "You must not tell Master about this." ”

Ye Qinzhu's master is naturally the third prince Yang Qingtan. Yang Qingjue nodded unconsciously, but she was worried about what Ye Qinzhu had done, and even Yang Qingtan didn't dare to tell her.

As soon as his head was nodded, before he could raise it, he saw Ye Qinzhu take out a few nano stones from his arms, and a few stones rolled in the palm of his hand, and suddenly brought out several paper bags.

"I went to the Prince's Mansion. ”

"W-"

Before Yang Qingjue's words of reprimand could be spoken, Ye Qinzhu covered his mouth.

With a pleading look in her eyes, the girl whispered:

"I know you won't let me do this, but I've always had a hunch that I need to know if Yang Qinghan has a poison that you don't know about. ”

"The poison in the master can't come from Han Tang and Han Yu, it can only be Yang Qinghan's things.

Doctor Pei is gone, and if something similar to Master's happens, all we can rely on is you. ”

"I didn't even touch it directly, so rest assured, I'm safe. ”

Ye Qinzhu took out all the medicines he had collected, then folded his palms together and bowed three times to Yang Qingjue.

"Jue, don't scold me, don't sue, study hard. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she was hit the head.

Yang Qingjue seemed to be angry, and raised his hand to hit him a second time.

Ye Qinzhu honestly stood and beat him.

For a long time, the palm of the hand did not fall.

Ye Qinzhu peeked in, but saw that Yang Qingjue put his hand on his forehead instead.

"Just because of one of your thoughts, you really don't even want your life, bamboo. ”

Ye Qinzhu looked at him seriously and nodded vigorously.

"Leave it to me, and I'll give you an answer. ”

Seeing that Yang Qingjue finally acquiesced to her behavior, Ye Qinzhu's eyebrows bent and relaxed.

After agreeing to Ye Qinzhu again, Yang Qingjue began to deal with these medicines. Ye Qinzhu, who had nothing to do, consciously moved a bench, moved to Yang Qingjue's side, and watched his movements with his head propped up.

Yang Qingjue can't use spiritual power, and naturally he can't use Nashi to store medicines. In order to avoid future exposure, it is the best choice to analyze the ingredients of the drug as soon as it is obtained.

Ye Qinzhu naturally understood, so he simply stayed by Yang Qingjue's side and watched his every move.

The ten slender fingers flexibly unpacked, sampled, and took out reagents to identify the ingredients in the medicine in front of Ye Qinzhu's eyes.

Yang Qingjue's speed was very fast, and after a while, he took out a blank page, took a pen and wrote the information on it, and memorized it silently after writing, and quickly burned it.

At such times, no place except your own brain should be stored for secrets.

"How is it?How many kinds of medicine do you know inside?" Seeing Yang Qingjue's movements gradually slowing down, Ye Qinzhu couldn't help but ask.

"Nine times out of ten. Yang Qingjue replied.

Hearing the news, Ye Qinzhu didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Yang Qingjue knew most of the medicine she took at her own risk, and when she thought about it, she always felt that this trip was a little worthless.

But despite this, didn't Yang Qingjue just bump into a poison that he was not familiar with a few days ago? Thinking about it this way, it was really wise for her to avoid a similar situation in advance.

Ye Qinzhu has always been very interested in dispensing medicines, although she gave up the path of alchemist after being admonished by the senior brother of Moqin Academy, but watching others analyze medicines, she always found it endlessly interesting.

What's more, that person is still Yang Qingjue.

If the little maid who had seen Ye Qinzhu came in at this time, she would have seen such a picture.

His Royal Highness King Zhao, with black hair scattered, was half sideways, holding a silver needle in his left hand and a pen in his right hand. And the pretty girl stared at his movements without blinking, as if she wanted to engrave every detail into her eyes.

"Done!" After Yang Qingjue finished writing the last stroke, Ye Qinzhu waved his fist unconsciously like a victorious general.

It seems that the person who is studying at the desk is not Yang Qingjue, but her.

"It's just that I remember the ingredients first, and it will take a while to formulate the antidote. Hearing the cheers of the layman, Yang Qingjue smiled helplessly and explained to Ye Qinzhu.

"In that case, I'll go back first. Ye Qinzhu is already very satisfied with this result. She stood up, and just as she was about to use her spiritual power to return to Ye Mansion, she felt that she couldn't lift her strength and her head was dizzy.

"Zhuzi, do you remember when you left Ye Mansion?" Yang Qingjue glanced at the hourglass by the window, and casually pulled Ye Qinzhu back to his seat and asked.

"About three watches. Ye Qinzhu frowned and replied.

"It's now five watches, and you can hear the chirp right away. Yang Qingjue said that ruthlessly revealed the fact that the two of them had experienced an all-nighter.