Blood Radix disappeared without a trace before Jing Yuan noticed.

[Ding Dong, Jing Yuan Favorability: 20]

Huang Qianqian's little face was very red, she didn't understand what nerves this guy had, but she was also relieved.

She didn't know what was going on, and the guy's favorability suddenly increased.

Jing Yuan restrained her small hand that was moving around and straightened her clothes.

His coat was much larger over her, making her look extraordinarily small.

He carefully picked the man up and quickly removed the gloomy water prison.

Huang Qianqian was caught off guard by his sudden gentle movements, but because of the drug, she couldn't do anything now.

Later, I don't know if it was the effect of the medicine, or what, she fell asleep like this.

Before he fell into a coma, Huang Qianqian's inner thought was only one, what a familiar routine!

Huang Qianqian wakes up to find himself in a palace.

The decorations in the hall are all dark colors, which makes people feel very oppressive.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and hurriedly pulled the quilt opener.

At this time, she was wearing a large black robe, with a somewhat familiar pattern...... By the way, Jing Yuan's small watch was smashed.

Huang Qianqian didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his body, and nothing should have happened yet.

As for the clothes...... It's like it was shattered yesterday.

She struggled to get out of bed, and the width of her clothes was fully reflected.

The sleeves were a full section long, and a large part of the hem was dragging on the ground.

She looks like a child stealing adult clothes now, and she looks very cute.

As soon as Jing Yuan came back, he saw such a scene.

Seeing the girl leaning on the side of the bed and studying the much larger clothes with a tangled face, he felt a little strange, but he couldn't say it.

Huang Qianqian saw that he was back, and the birds didn't bird him.

Hmph, you should be glad that nothing happened, otherwise you would have been sucked into ashes by the blood dill by now.

Jing Yuan put a bowl of black things in front of her and said nothing.

Huang Qianqian looked at the bowl of unknown objects, and his heart was about to explode again.

No way!!!

Poison!!!

The daughter-in-law can, dare to take poison to the ancestor.

Parted! Parted! Parted!

Benzu is going to break up with you!

"Can't you just go with a knife?"

Jing Yuan: "??? ”

"Why use poison? What a waste. ”

Isn't it a waste that poisonous things can't kill the ancestors?

Lord Mozun's face is black, poison? There is such a ...... He glanced at the bowl of black things...... All right...... It's a little ugly.

"Porridge."

Huang Qianqian seriously doubted whether he was hallucinating: "What did you say? You repeat. ”

"It's porridge." Jing Yuan had a face like the bottom of a pot and explained again.

"Drink."

"...... "This black thing is porridge?" I...... Depend on.

"You're not kidding me, are you? You...... Isn't it going to put ink in there? ”

Jing Yuan turned his head a little awkwardly, he put the bowl in front of Huang Qianqian, and said with some persistence: "Drink." ”

When did he ever cook? The first time I cooked porridge, I was actually disgusted.

Huang Qianqian would rather die and not give in.

Benzu won't drink.

This must be poison.

You must want to poison your ancestor and then find a new love!

Daughter-in-law, you have changed.

Jing Yuan's eyes became deeper, and he stopped talking a little.

Finally, I took a deep breath and still didn't say anything.