The fourth son, Qinghe, was stunned, he looked at Su Qianying, a little puzzled, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"What? When I first treated you, then you suddenly got sicker. Lin Shanye ran to my house, he was in a hurry, I came to check. If it weren't for my skills, you would have reported in front of Lord Yama last time. ”

Su Qianying saw that he still looked like a fool, and he understood that he must not have known about the development of the dangerous thing last time. It is estimated that Lin Shanye is hiding it from him, so the fourth prince does not know the truth of the matter.

However, if you want to dispel the idea of the fourth prince Qinghe entering Beijing, you must give him a dose of heavy medicine, otherwise he is still doing unrealistic ideas!

The fourth prince Qinghe was not the son of the saint in the first place, if he really returned to Beijing, the person who died would not be himself, but the entire Lin family.

Su Qianying has no intention of caring about these things of the royal family.

If it weren't for Lin Shanye's accident at home, Lin Shanye also sincerely protected Su Wenqing, how could Su Qianying still have the patience to come here?

Su Qianying then said: "The last time you were poisoned, you ate a pastry sent from the palace. Those pastries have something else to add, and ordinary people have no problem eating them, but for your body that has been soaked in voodoo for so many years, it is an introduction, and if you die of poison, that is the best poison primer. ”

The fourth son, Qinghe, sat there in a daze, and couldn't respond for a long time, "What do you mean by that?" Are you trying to say that my mother wants me to die? ”

Hearing his words, Su Qianying was silent for a long time with an idiot look.

"You speak!"

The fourth son, Qinghe, was anxious and hurriedly asked.

Su Qianying stroked his forehead with both hands, feeling that his promise to Lin Shanye to persuade him was the act of a stupid fork. How do these brain seeds grow?

is so stupid, after returning to Beijing, isn't it cannon fodder material!

The fourth son, Qinghe, didn't know what she was thinking, but said eagerly: "Second girl, you speak!" ”

Su Qianying suddenly slapped the chair up, and as she got up, the chair that she slapped was instantly torn apart.

This palm, she used the strength of spiritual power, so how could a wooden chair stand her palm?

The fourth son, Qinghe, looked at her dumbfounded, then looked at the chair that fell apart at her feet, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty, he really didn't know, what kind of crazy thing she was smoking all of a sudden!

"Fourth son, you don't have that brain. Not even that life! You can live well in Jiuyang Town now, and that's what your mother can do to you. If you suspect your mother because the cakes sent by the palace are poisonous, then I think you are the material of cannon fodder, if you insist on entering Beijing, then I dare to say, you will not live for a month! If you die, it's not a big deal, the point is that the entire Lin clan will give you a funeral! You're older than me, and I hope you'll think twice! ”

After speaking, Su Qianying didn't want to pay attention to the words of this person with a weak head, and turned around and left the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, he happened to bump into the old lady Xiang who came back from dispensing medicine, Su Qianying glanced at him, "Old lady Xiang, there are some things you still have to explain directly to the fourth prince, hiding from him will only make him continue to have some unrealistic dreams!" Unless, you really want your master to die! ”

"Second Miss Su, I'm ......"

Xiang Xiang couldn't say anything about the old lady's suffering, opened his mouth, and wanted to defend himself for a few words, but Su Qianying had already moved away.