Sheng Han's sleeves stared at Qin Ya'er's eyes when he was fine, a person's eyes can't deceive people, and those who hide crooked thoughts will always leak out from their eyes.

She didn't think that Qin Ya'er invited her to eat just to eat at the same table with her.

After all, that night she "cut off" other people's "prey", so it's no wonder that Qin Ya'er is not angry.

Six dishes and one soup were served, and without waiting for the other side to say hello, Hongyi first took a silver needle to test the poison, "The prince has an order, and he ordered us to take care of the girl carefully." ”

Sheng Hansleeve saw that the people around him resisted the urge to change their faces, and applauded the red clothes in his heart: Good job! Diaphragm to answer her once or twice, to see if she still wants to find herself to eat.

"Caution is right." Qin Ya'er smiled kindly, "But I didn't think it through." ”

"That's it." The red clothes blessed Sheng Han's sleeves and said to him.

"Uh-huh! Let's eat! The girl who pretended to be stupid complained to her as if she didn't want to, "Please forgive Mrs. Ya, every day before I eat, I am like this, telling me to look at a table of delicious food and not eat it immediately, alas! ”

Her eyes lit up, "These dishes are delicious, I drool...... "Pretending to be here, I don't forget the last step to be polite, "Mrs. Ya first." ”

Qin Ya'er smiled on her face, and secretly despised her for her rudeness.

Thinking that she drank wine at the palace banquet, she was more regular, so she thought about it, the little cheap hoof is probably the opposite of ordinary people, usually drunk and too noisy, she will do things to throw away her image when she is not drinking.

Such a thing that can't be put on the table can also rely on the kung fu in bed to confuse the prince of war! Really low-!

Sheng Han's sleeves threw himself on the dishes, and when he was called by Qin Ya'er, he looked at it with a smile, and then there were all kinds of "Mmmm, it's delicious", "I eat a lot, I eat a lot", "Mrs. Ya, you eat too".

"Sister, eat slowly, be careful of choking." Her eyebrows were lowered, and she pretended to bring a bowl of soup to her.

"Thank you, Lady Ya." Sheng Hansleeve picked up the bowl and wanted to drink, but when he realized that this behavior was inappropriate, he put down the bowl and smiled at her while holding the spoon, "I'm rude again......"

Qin Ya'er was so disgusted that she lost her appetite, and she couldn't show her disgust, "It's okay, you don't have to be restrained at home, just pay attention when you go out." ”

Sheng Han's sleeve chick nodded like pecking rice, scooped a few mouthfuls of soup with a spoon, and suddenly his thumb stabbed, "Hiss!" "There was a notch in the spoon that accidentally cut my thumb.

"Oops!" Qin Ya'er quickly took a handkerchief to cover her for her, "Sister use it to stop the bleeding first." ”

After speaking, he stood up and scolded the maidservants: "Which of you handed Sister Sheng the spoon, and you dare to take the bad one!" ”

The gap is very inconspicuous, and it is difficult to see without staring. Sheng Hansleeve took away the handkerchief and looked at it, "Mrs. Ya, don't worry, it's just a small injury, and now the blood is gone." A trivial matter, don't disturb Mrs. Ya's meal. ”

"How can it be a trivial matter!" Qin Ya'er took back her handkerchief without moving, "It's not a trivial matter to hurt your sister!" ”

Turn your head and let the two servant girls who made a mistake go down to receive the punishment.

The red clothes glanced at the blood-stained handkerchief that Qin Ya'er was pinching without a trace, his brows twisted, but he didn't say anything, only approached to check Sheng Han's sleeve's injury, "Girl, the slave will take care of it for you a little." ”

"Yes, it's going to be handled." Qin Ya'er looked worried.

"Okay." Although in Sheng Han's sleeve, a small opening is really nothing.

But looking at the nervous appearance of the red clothes, she couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that the spoon is poisonous?