She wasn't very afraid of Bai Zixiao, but she didn't know why, the cold in her heart at this time was weird, and the coldness made her a little unacceptable.

At this time, Bai Zixiao smiled slightly, patted her on the shoulder and said: "Go back, this overlord will look at you, if there is any discord, I will also tell you well, but you have to learn to learn a lesson, this overlord doesn't like disobedient people." ”

"Mo'er knows." Hua Qingmo stood up, the bell on her hand and neck clanged, and at this time, she looked extremely ethereal. She saluted, and then returned to the carriage, which had broken down when she came, so she had followed Hua Minzhi's carriage back.

When she was in the car, remembering the bloody scene just now, Hua Qingmo felt unusually cold.

Back at the Ningjun Palace, Hua Qingmo first went to the princess of the old county to say goodbye, and then went back to the north courtyard, lying on the couch, Hua Qingmo thought about Bai Zixiao's words before, and after a long time, she decided to start acting. was ready to take revenge, but this period of comfortable days made her forget her roots a little.

At dinner, Su Zhe, who was close to the princess of the old county, brought a bowl of ginseng soup, and when Hua Qingmo was about to drink it, the aroma from it made her slightly stunned. Then she put down the ginseng soup, looked at Su Zhe, and said, "Aunt Zhezhe, I wonder if you made this ginseng soup yourself?" ”

Hearing this, Su Zhe already had a problem, she looked at Hua Qingmo, and said, "It was made by the old slave himself, it can't be that there is something wrong, right?" ”

"Aunt Zhezhe knows that I am good at perfume and know the taste of all kinds of flowers, and I have a mandala in this soup." Saying that, Hua Qingmo picked up the chopsticks and put them in it, adding something like crushed ginseng, she sniffed it and said: "This is the seed of mandala, mandala is poisonous, but it is rare in the Hua Dynasty, so many people don't know, it seems that someone wants to borrow grandma's hand to harm me." ”

Hearing Hua Qingmo's words, a smile tugged at the corner of Su Zhe's lips, and then he said loudly: "Doesn't Miss Seven suspect the old slave?" ”

"Since grandma asked Aunt Zhezhe to make soup for me, she trusts my aunt, and Aunt Zhezhe has been with grandma for decades, and she hasn't seen any kind of wind and rain, I think no one can buy my aunt." Hua Qingmo put down her chopsticks and smiled slightly, her delicate and delicate face was like a crystal refracting a bright light under the light.

Looking at Hua Qingmo, Su Zhe pondered slightly, and then said: "When I came over, the food box was given to me by the kitchen man, I didn't care, if it was possible to be poisoned, only there was anything wrong with this food box." ”

"Aunt Lao, show me." Hua Qingmo smiled slightly.

Su Zhe handed the food box to Hua Qingmo, she checked it carefully, and finally found that there was a compartment on the lid of the food box, and once the lid on the inner layer would be covered with an extra layer of steel mesh, and the net was filled with chopped mandala seeds.

After thinking for a while, Hua Qingmo looked at Su Zhe and said, "Auntie, do you remember who is the person who gave my aunt a food box?" ”

"It seems to be someone next to Miss Nine." Su Zhe thought for a moment and then replied.

"Kazuki Taka?" Hua Qingmo supported her chin with her hand, looked at the ginseng soup in front of her, and then she picked it up and prepared to drink it.

Seeing this scene, Acacia and Hua Xu blocked her at the same time.

"Miss, what are you doing?" The two looked at her worriedly, knowing that it was poisonous and still drinking, what the hell was going to do?