The First Divine Stick 8

There were only four people who went in, including Yu Yu, Cuizhu and the emperor and his henchman eunuch Xiao Anzi, because if everyone came in, they couldn't squeeze in.

Yu Yu said that it was a look, but it was really a look, so she glanced at it casually, and she didn't know that she thought she came to see if the medicinal diet was ready instead of investigating the case.

"Are you sure you didn't leave the pharmacy at any time that day, as long as you left this door?" The emperor asked Cuizhu again.

"Back to the emperor, the slave and maid dare to be sure." Cuizhu knelt down and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Don't you have a line of sight?" Yu Yu interjected lightly.

"That's definitely there, because I have to prepare a lot of medicinal food to put it in, so I'll prepare things on the other side." Cuizhu pointed, and it wasn't very far, but if she prepared the materials, her back would be to the medicinal stove.

"But no one can come in and poison them at all these times, and if there is a sound, I will hear it." Cuizhu didn't understand the purpose of her master's question.

"It wasn't put by man, it was a snake." Feather pointed to a small mark next to the stove, which was difficult to find, but if you looked closely, you would see that the small mark stretched all the way, evidence of the snake crawling against the ground.

"How could the snake be..."The emperor suddenly stopped speaking, "I will definitely investigate this matter carefully and give an explanation to the national teacher!"

Yu Yu kowtowed slightly, Cuizhu pursed his lips and it was difficult to calm down, when it came to snakes, who didn't know that Yongyu, the seventh prince, was the best at snakes, and he was also raised in the yard on weekdays, and no one dared to serve him if he was scared, and a few lives were not enough to lose.

But even if he knew that Yong Yu did it, no matter how angry he was, it was his own son, and the emperor would not allow others to interfere in the scandalous affairs of the royal family, and it was indeed difficult to say that he did it.

"Not the Seventh Prince." The emperor was thinking about the ins and outs of this matter very quickly, when he heard a cold voice coming.

Cuizhu looked at her master in disbelief, how did she know?

"How do you know?" The Emperor's eyes narrowed, a little dangerous, and he asked the question.

"Because I'm supporting him, he doesn't have to do anything to me." Yu Yu looked directly at the emperor, his eyes were flat and indifferent, and he was not afraid of what mess the emperor would think about because of this.

The aura around the emperor is not very good, this national teacher, his eyes were still full of dodge and fear when he looked at him before, if it weren't for her identity, he would have felt that this was a magic stick, just a little child.

But now he seems to see a sword that kills people invisibly, she will not shine, but if you are not on guard, she can take your life, and even he has a sense of panic in his heart...

Could it be the previous retreat...

"Why?" The emperor forced himself to calm down, when he was young, he had never seen anything when he was on the battlefield to kill the enemy, how could he have those messy thoughts when he looked at a little girl, it must be an illusion.

"The Inspiration of Retreat." Divine Stick Feather said that it would be online when it was launched, without the slightest defense.

Cuizhu: "Master, do you still remember that your family's inherited skill is astrology, and you haven't lit it up yet, what the hell is the calling!"

[If I hadn't known that your face was serious no matter what you said, I would have believed in your evil. Overlord thinks that this master is really a drama spirit, and he is the kind with a very high number of segments.

"Why don't you use such a good skill, and I was originally here to help Yongyu, my brain is a good thing, I hope you can have it."

【...】The host! The host scolds me again!