Chapter 3 Hit the Horizontal Pickup
Surprised, she raised her head in disbelief, and a complicated line of sight crashed into her eyes.
King Rin's usually sharp eyes were like a fog, deep and dark, making it impossible to detect the feelings in them, and now he stared at her fingers tightly. That gaze seemed to smooth out all the textures on the skin of her fingers, and it seemed to want to tear her fingers into the abdomen and merge them into his blood.
She followed his gaze and looked down at her fingers, which were as white as shallot roots and had a small black mole on the knuckle.
It's nothing special, why does King Rin keep staring?
Rumor has it that he has a penchant for collecting beautiful parts of people's bodies, isn't it? Did he want to chop off her hand? Thinking of this, Su Qingyu's eyelashes trembled, and the air fell silent for a while. However, just as her thoughts were wandering, Rin spoke.
"You know, there's poison in this tea." A faint voice came into her ears, and her pupils shrank fiercely.
How can it be toxic? She turned her head suddenly, but she didn't think that the burly soldier she had just brought her there was long gone. Su Qingyu's heart tightened, it seemed that she was made a scapegoat by the burly man before, no wonder he obviously thought she was alive before, but he still let her go strangely.
"No, I don't know!" Trying to calm herself down, her mind was racing rapidly, although the Qinglong Kingdom was prosperous and lasted for thousands of years without the appearance of decay, but it had another fatal weakness, that is, the heirs were not continuous.
There is only one prince who can become an adult for thousands of years, and if he dies, then the Qinglong Kingdom will be self-defeating. Although the country has no external worries, there is internal strife. Therefore, anyone who wants to usurp the country will send someone to assassinate the only prince who has become a year, and now, the king in front of him is the only prince of the Qinglong Kingdom who has become a year.
Unexpectedly, this time, she was inadvertently involved in the unfortunate assassination of King Rin.
"It should be that there is a spy in the barracks, for the safety of His Highness, I hope His Highness will investigate thoroughly. I have some impressions of the thief, and I beg His Highness to give me a chance to atone for my sins. In a solemn voice, she said loudly, and after speaking, she bowed respectfully and saluted.
People like Rin don't like to listen to useless begs for mercy, and they are only interested in useful people. Now that she is in such a mess, let's show some of her value.
It's just that...... I don't know if I can let him let her go.
Rin didn't speak, just looked down at the teacup in her hand.
The silence in his ears was terrifying, the air was as solemn as substance, Su Qingyu's face seemed calm, but cold sweat broke out in his palms, suddenly!
"It's just that, after all, this tea was brought by you, how can this king not drink it?" There seemed to be something suppressed in the voice of joy and anger.
What do you mean? Su Qingyu frowned slightly, and before she could come back to her senses, her hands were empty, and the tea cup had been taken away. She hurriedly looked up, only to see that King Rin had already drunk all the tea.
Is this man crazy? Why did he drink what she served? Tea is poisonous! If he died, she would definitely die! His personal guards don't even know how to stop it?! Sweeping past the guards beside him without a trace of movement, a strange feeling rose in her heart.
Wrong! King Rin is not a man who seeks death.
She looked at King Rin again, but saw that he had not shown the slightest sign of poisoning after drinking the tea. Could it be that he is invincible?
Suddenly, a strong sense of weightlessness hit her, a stunned sound sounded in her ears, and she couldn't help but gasp after the world turned in front of her.
What's going on? Looking at the person who picked her up, her mind went blank.