Han'er means try not to "cause trouble", no matter who is behind Fangcao, in the eyes of others, they are all from Liufu, and if things get bigger, it will definitely not be a glorious thing.

Moreover, if it weren't for Fangcao's voice, not everyone would have learned about it so quickly, and the matter would have been reported to Liu Jingzhi, and he would have made the matter a big deal.

At present, the most important thing is to send Liu Wei to Chang'an safely.

As for the poisoning, what important clues can a little girl ask about?

Han'er didn't mean to cover up for the grass.

The bell couldn't swallow this breath: "With evidence, she can be punished!" Miss, let's go to the master, let the master deal with her immediately, so as not to be an eyesore there! ”

Glancing at the two of them, she took the vial: "The bell is reasonable, you two are waiting here, I'll go out." ”

"Miss?" Han'er wanted to stop her: "It's not early, it's time for the master to rest." ”

"I've got my own measure. Bell, watch her well, no one is allowed to go out. ”

"Okay!" The bell should be down happily.

Liu Wei left the room.

The cabin door closes.

Han'er shook off the bell's hand and stared at her: "Bell, Miss treats you well, why did you do that?" ”

"What are you talking about? I don't understand. ”

"Don't be stupid. The bottle that Miss took, I know, is yours. Bell, why are you doing that? ”

"Sister Han'er, don't frame me."

"Say! Why do you want to hurt Miss? Han'er suddenly rushed to the bell, and as she spoke, she picked up the scissors in the frame in her hand.

"Good sister, good sister, I say...... Where can I harm Miss, I just want to get rid of that slut in Fangcao, and the master won't send anyone to deal with her, I'm worried about long nights and dreams. You don't know, she bumped into me several times in private, and she wasn't at all what we saw, pretending to be stupid, pretending to be pitiful, and only knowing how to cry. ”

"You shouldn't have framed her! I ask you, what's in the bottle? ”

The other side at this point.

Liu Wei went to the place where Fangcao was imprisoned to see if the stupid bird was still crying.

No crying.

There was a "crunch" and the door was opened.

A smell of urine.

The candle went in a little, and she saw the grass in the corner shrink.

The place where the herbs were kept was just a small place under the aft deck, with enough space for up to four herbs to stay in.

Let people get the herbs up, breathe them, and taste them.

"Drink water." He brought her a bowl of clean water.

Pick up the herbs, drink them little by little, and drink them all the time.

"Who asked you to send me lotus root powder?"

"Sister Han'er."

"Lotus root powder, who made it?"

"Me."

"You made it yourself?"

"Yes."

"Are you all the ones who do it and bring it to the end? During this period, did you pass through the hands of other people? Or is there anyone else present? ”

"Nope."

"Where do you put the lotus root flour on weekdays?"

"In Sister Han'er's house, I have done it twice since yesterday."

Lotus root flour is a specialty of Dongzhou, grinding trouble, the output is not much, before coming, Han'er brought some, give her some every day to eat, I heard that it can cure seasickness or water and soil adaptation, indeed, she ate a bowl every day, except for today's bowl of lotus root flour.

Yesterday morning, she ate it once too.

It wasn't poisonous yesterday, but how can it be today?

"Miss, it's not me." Fangcao sniffed, but didn't cry.

"Of course not you."

One of the least suspicious is Yerba Grass.

Who personally made a bowl of highly poisonous lotus root noodles and gave it out by hand, and personally shouted such a well-known voice?

Shouldn't you jump ship and run first?

Besides, the grass looks like this......

Who will be the poisoner?

The range is big and big, for example, the assassins that night, the people behind them, the people who don't want her to marry the crown prince, it may also be the fifth aunt or something.

For now, shrink to the smallest extent.

The first is not Yerba grass.

The second is not Han'er.

If it was Han'er, then, at that time, Han'er would not let Fangcao eat the bowl of lotus root noodles, hang up on the spot, and directly expose the filling, what's the point?

She put the bottle in front of the herb: "Look, what's in here?" ”

The bottle was not held in his hand, the cork was not opened, and Fangcao had already spoken: "Osmanthus, put it in the lotus root powder, and put it today, but it was too broken." ”

She opened the bottle and poured out some white powder, and sniffed it with her fingers.

The taste is bitter.

"Huh?" Fangcao picked up the bottle, looked at it carefully, and said in an affirmative tone: "It's this bottle, but it's not this in the morning, it's osmanthus in it." ”

"Are you sure it's this bottle?"

Ordinary small bottle, plain, without patterns and logos.

"There's a small gap here, and there's a stopper, miss, you smell it, there's a smell of mung beans...... Mung bean cake is the smell of mung bean cake. ”

The grass was left on the deck.

She personally returned to the cabin and invited Han'er and Bell out to admire the moon.

"Miss, did she admit it?"

"I knew it!"

"Look at her, it's a ......"

Along the way, the bells chirped until she saw the grass sitting on the deck, and in addition to the grass there were three men standing next to her.

Immediately, the bell turned pale.

She asked the bell to stand in front of the small space, where Fangcao had spent the whole afternoon, dark and swarthy, and smelled of urine.

"Let's go inside."

The bell froze.

Han'er took a step back: "Miss? ”

"Bell, do you want me to send you in?"

Bell looked up slowly, looked around, and then fell on her face.

"What do you mean, Miss?"

Throw the bottle at the foot of the bell: "What do you mean, you say?" ”

The bell didn't speak, but grabbed the edge of his coat with both hands.

"Don't you dare to put your head on the table and vouch?"

"The bottle, not mine, was found in her bed." At first, the bell was still a little stammering, and when he said a few more words, he spoke faster and faster: "That's right...... I also have one of these bottles, such ordinary bottles, there are more than one or two on this ship, and there are seven or eight in the hands of the cook! Miss, don't you have one there? ”

She had the bell thrown down.

"Smack-"

The small door closes.

The shouting of the bells can still be faintly heard.

Han'er went back to serve her and rested, until she blew out the candles, Han'er didn't speak, and there was no expression on her face.

Can't sleep in the middle of the night.

Get up and sit by the window.

During the night, the wind was light, but the fog was getting thicker, and the ship stopped, and the whole ship was covered in fog.

Visibility is low.

She leaned against the window, put her head on her head, and fell asleep in a daze.

In my dream, I seemed to see a Milky Way.

A little bit of starlight.

She was on one side of the galaxy, and there seemed to be a man on the other side.

She struggled to the other side of the galaxy, and shouted in a coquettish voice: "His Royal Highness the Prince, I'm here!" Eh, don't go, I'm your crown princess! ”

The eyes are getting closer.

The man became more and more indistinct.

"Smack!"

A hand reached out in the thick fog and gave her a slap in the face.

When I woke up, I didn't remember the slap, I only remembered the scene of looking for a husband across the galaxy.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Has she started missing her fiancé?

Suddenly.

Hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

"Miss, no, the bell jumped into the river!"