General, do you eat sugar? (30)
After some inspection, Wen Yu finally found out the cause of his poisoning.
The sandalwood burning in his study was tampered with.
But there is no problem with using it alone on weekdays.
But if you smell this fragrance and drink that cup of tea, it will be highly poisonous.
The corners of his mouth tensed slightly, and Wen Yu said to the guards beside him:
"Where do sandalwood and tea come from?"
The guard lowered his head and said in a hesitant manner:
"Your Highness, yes, it was sent by the queen's mother."
Suddenly turning his head to look at the guard, Wen Yu asked again with some uncertainty:
"Who?"
"It's the queen's mother......"
There seemed to be the sound of something shattering in my heart.
Wen Yu laughed a little sadly, and muttered repeated:
"The Queen's Mother......"
Who is the Queen Mother?
That's his mother.
A mother who is related by blood!
How could she have poisoned her own son!
With a wave of his hand, he swept the sandalwood and tea leaves on the table to the ground, Wen Yu raised his head and looked up, and his voice was soft:
"The Mother ......"
She did this because she had threatened the position of the crown prince.
But he's her son too.
Why!? And why!?
For the sake of the eldest brother, can she solve another biological son with her own hands!?
Raising his hand to wipe the remaining blood from his lips, Wen Yu smiled and commanded:
"Go, the prince's affairs, you can let people do it."
He still had some scruples before, and he couldn't bear to attack the prince.
Nowadays, there is no need for it.
A few days later, Bamboo Garden.
Xiao Xing put a plate of dried fruits on the table and said:
"Miss, the prince is dead."
"Hmm." Si Nan responded, as if everything was in her expectation.
was so stimulated by the poisoning of his mother, it was only a matter of time before Wen Yu did it.
If nothing else, he will soon be able to become the crown prince.
"Meow~"
A familiar white shadow jumped onto the table with a familiar movement, and there was still a green hairpin in his mouth.
Xiao Scum couldn't help but throw out an emoji of falling things in Si Nan's mind:
[Here we go again!] Not again! 】
Every time this cat comes, it will be reduced from a high-level Tongzi to a cat food supplier and cat language translator!
It's so angry! (`ヘ´)=3
The white cat put the hairpin in his mouth in front of the table near Si Nan's side, and his black eyes were watery.
"Meow~"
This is a gift from the Shogun.
Si Nan listened to Xiao Scum's somewhat reluctant translation, raised his hand and picked up the hairpin to look left and right, and then inserted it into his hair.
"Meow~"
The general said that the hairpin that the woman over there in Yongguo accepted the man's gift was his fiancée.
Feeding the white cat a small dried fish, the corners of Si Nan's lips lifted lightly:
"Really?"
The white cat blinked:
"Meow~"
The general said that the customs of both countries should be done all over again.
Touching the cat's head, Si Nan didn't say anything more.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
Xiao Xing saw that her young lady was coughing again, and hurriedly handed her the handkerchief.
Si Nan covered his lips and coughed for a while, and when he spread out his hand, there was a touch of red on the handkerchief.
Xiao Jie is a little worried:
[Host, this host's time is running out, we need to hurry up and finish the task and leave.] 】
Hmph, if it weren't for the whip that the host had received for the adult shortly after falling into the water when he came through, he would have lived a few more years.
Now that the root of the disease has appeared, there are only a few years to live at most.
It's so depressing.
Xiao Xing on the side also had a worried look on her face, and she couldn't bear to say:
"Miss, are you really not going to tell the master about this? The old man is a skilled doctor, and he may not be able to cure you. ”
Si Nan silently put away the handkerchief and shook his head:
"I learned my medical skills from my father."
If you can't do anything about it, then Zuo Yuanchuan won't have anything to do.
Why bother him.