"Of course I do."

She lowered her eyes, shoved the edge of the fork into her mouth, took a bite, and continued.

"I drugged her food, and of course she won't come."

“……”

Baza Hei used three seconds to straighten out Ding Bao's meaning, and another three seconds to accept what she did, and then opened his mouth to confirm.

"You drugged her?"

"Hmm."

Ding Bao's face was indifferent, without any guilt.

Her chores are served with side dishes, and it's so easy to put her hands on a plate of food.

The second prince's meals are basically eaten by maids, as long as a little bit of ingredients are added to each of them, it is no problem to eat them alone, but once they are mixed with a piece of belly, it is a poison that can cost half a life.

Baza's eyes widened and he looked at Ding Bao's face, trying to see a little guilt and uneasiness in her expression.

As a result, it didn't.

"Ding Bao, you are operating in violation of the law, if someone dies, you will be punished."

Bazahei's tone became serious, and it began to wonder if his attitude had been too mild, which made Ding Bao's operation more and more extremely presumptuous.

Sensing the change in Bazaar's black voice, Ding Bao spit out the unpalatable things in his mouth, frowned, pushed the plate aside dissatisfiedly, took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the corners of his mouth.

"I'm reporting it back and forth, she pushed me and hurt my brain, I drugged her and let her suffer for a few days, is there a problem?"

"You...... How do you know she pushed it? ”

Baza Hei can see all the memories of the original owner, he can be sure that the original owner himself doesn't know how he fell, how can Ding Bao, an alien soul, know?

Is she talking nonsense with her eyes open?

In order to get closer to the object of the mission, the open and honest tricks?

Bazha Hei's understanding of Ding Bao comes entirely from the information and the relationship between the first two worlds.

It felt that according to Ding Bao's temperament, she was completely capable of doing such things that harmed others and benefited herself.

Intentional harm to others is not advocated in the crossing system, and if there are serious consequences, it will even be punished, if Ding Bao really does this, the maid named Patsy is poisoned to death, and the organization will definitely punish her severely.

The way of punishment was cruel, and Bazahei didn't want to treat Ding Bao like this.

So it got nervous and asked urgently.

"The original owner himself doesn't know, how do you know?"

Ding Bao was impatient to be asked, got up and walked out of the room, raised his feet and walked towards the kitchen, sneering as he walked.

"You're stupid, she's stupid, can't you see that this is not normal?"

"Ding Bao, you're physically hurting."

"I'm stating the facts, the girl's face has appeared so many times in her memory, it's obvious that the other party has been following her, looking for an opportunity to start, and with a little brain, you can guess who pushed her, but you can't see it, so I say you are stupid and have a problem?"

The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

What's more, Ding Bao is still a smart bystander.

When she received the memory, she had already gone through everything in the original owner's mind, as if she was watching a documentary, and those scenes that she completely ignored were displayed in front of Ding Bao one by one, and they became evidence for reasoning.

The original owner had rolled down the castle stairs, and the last thing she saw was a transparent window.

Ding Bao saw an extremely vague figure of a woman from the window, looking at the body shape and silhouette, and then thinking of the face that often appeared in front of him before, it was obviously Patsy.

The original owner saw all this, but she ignored what was in the mirror.

That's why she stupidly thought that it was really her foot slipping and falling.

The staircase had nine floors, extremely steep, and there were raised edges and rough edges around it, if it wasn't for the luck of the original owner who grabbed the railing, she would have become a cold corpse by now, how could she have the good fortune to go to the kitchen to do chores.

So that Patchy was completely trying to kill her.

The other party is so ruthless, is there a problem with Ding Bao making some small moves to toss her?

If there is hatred or not, how can there be such a truth in the world?

These things seemed simple and natural to Ding Bao, so she didn't bother to talk to that idiot at Bazahei, and walked forward quickly.

And Baza Hei was also frightened by Ding Bao's tone, and he had no confidence.

It's true that Ding Bao is smart, and it's also true that it's not smart.

It is indeed convincing for an intelligent person to criticize an unintelligent animal.

So it silently shrunk its body, and the acquaintance stopped talking.

The roots of the ears are finally clean.

Ding Bao was in a more relaxed mood and strode into the kitchen.

Gehr was smoking, he was leaning against the table, holding a machete in his hand, and with that serious face, it looked very fierce and terrifying.

"Come and serve the food."

It's time to prepare the evening's meals again.

It was still very bright outside, and by the time dinner was ready, it was already twilight outside the window.

Ding Bao has been staying in the kitchen to do chores, Geer likes her, so he blatantly opened a small stove for her, and a roast pigeon was slightly browned and thrown directly in front of her, and said in a rough voice.

"Deal with it."

Ding Bao stuffed the roast pigeon into his bag without changing his color, and then continued to pat his ass.

Gehr likes other people's flattery and flattery, and Ding Bao can poke his vanity every time, so the more he looks at Ding Bao, the more pleasing it is, and when it comes to dinner, he directly lets her go early.

"Go, serve the second prince early."

It's getting dark, this point is the busiest time in the kitchen, other people's feet don't touch the ground, Ding Bao left ahead of time with a plate, and when he walked to the door, he saw the dark and depressed face of the chief servant, Ding Bao raised his eyebrows, and he looked very arrogant.

She rarely takes the initiative to go against others, mainly because this chief servant is not good at stammering, and she doesn't eat hard and soft, and Ding Bao is too lazy to spend that effort, rather than letting her stumble on herself every day, it is better to find a backer to help her as soon as possible.

The head chef is the best candidate, it is easy to use, and it is a good deal to pay not much.

——

In the bedroom of the prince's palace, it was dim.

The light outside the window had dimmed, and the balcony was covered with a thick golden light, in which the prince sat with a long black shadow dragging behind him.

Ding Bao first ate the dinner on the plate, wiped it off, and then got up and walked to the balcony, and dragged the prince back to the house with a rocking chair.

When I closed the balcony door, the sound of the wind in my ears suddenly disappeared, and the room was instantly quiet.

Lighting all the candles in the room, putting on the lampshade, and when the whole bedroom was bright, Ding Bao bent down and hugged the prince's waist, and moved his body to the bed little by little.

"Bang-"

The soft mattress instantly sank into a piece, and Ding Bao fell down with unsteadiness on his feet, and as the prince's body fell into the futon, her face also fell hard.

"Hiss......"