Yun Mumu and Bingqiao were still chatting about last night's events while cooking food.

It's just that every time Bingqiao speaks, he has to look back at the expression of the man on the dragon couch.

I'm afraid that one day that man will stand up and chop himself into pulp.

"Niangniang, the slave maid saw Imperial Doctor Zhou this morning."

"How? Did he say anything? ”

"No, he just simply said hello to the slave maid, and then the slave apologized to the emperor for what happened last night."

When Duan Yixi heard this, he was so angry that his nose was crooked, what was wrong with him? Need to apologize to Zhou Cheng who wanted to poison himself? Do you still need her little girl to apologize?

Judging from the chat conversation between these two people, Duan Yixi came to a conclusion: this pair of master and servant, neither of them can come up with a brain, and they are extremely stupid.

"Oh, by the way, Imperial Doctor Zhou also gave a slave maid this." While speaking, Bingqiao took out a sachet from his waist and handed it to Yun Mumu, "Imperial Physician Zhou said that this sachet can wake up the mind and calm the nerves and help sleep, the slave maid sees that Niangniang can't sleep well every night in order to take care of the emperor, so it's better to give this sachet to Niangniang to wear." ”

Yun Mumu took the sachet and sniffed it in front of his nose, it was indeed a mixture of some sobering and soothing herbs, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Just, this taste?

Something suddenly sounded to her.

This smell is the same as the smell on Zhou Cheng's body last night.

It was the same smell she had smelled in that abandoned palace that day.

Last night, when she smelled the faint medicinal fragrance on Zhou Cheng's body, she felt familiar, as if she had smelled it somewhere, but she didn't remember it at the time.

Now when she smelled the sachet again, she suddenly remembered.

In the abandoned palace courtyard where people burned paper money, she also smelled this smell, although the smell was very faint at the time, but she was sure that it was definitely this smell.

Therefore, the person who often burns paper money in the abandoned palace courtyard is likely to be Zhou Cheng.

And if it's him? Who is he paying tribute to?

Could this dead person have something to do with Duan Yixi?

So, last night he saw through Duan Yixi's identity?

Deliberately want to poison Duan Yixi?

Thinking of this, Yun Mumu turned his eyes and glanced at Duan Yixi on the bed.

Duan Yixi was glaring at himself with a fierce face, as if he was going to eat people.

Thinking of what Bingqiao said before about how cruel Duan Yixi was, she began to make up the storyline in her mind.

Yun Mumu returned the sachet to Bingqiao: "Bingqiao, you still wear this sachet, the palace sleeps well." ”

It's this little girl who is cold, maybe the reason why she was often abused and beaten before, and she often had nightmares.

Several times, when Yun Mumu got up at night, he saw her frowning, sweating profusely, and shouting something like "don't fight anymore" and "slaves don't dare".

So Zhou Cheng gave her this sachet, maybe he really wanted to help her because she was not sleeping well.

Every time Bingqiao said Zhou Cheng, the light in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Therefore, Zhou Cheng wanted to poison Duan Yixi.

Yun Mumu didn't plan to say it in front of Bingqiao.

She put a small bowl of the prepared red and white radish soup, and then brought it to Duan Yixi, and kindly scooped a spoonful and fed it to Duan Yixi's mouth.