The Queen of Allure: Miss Waste

Chapter 7 Conspiracy
"I don't want to embarrass Ying'er for the important matter of marriage. I'm afraid I can't agree to you." Xia Houren thought for a while and said, although Ying'er seems to have a good impression of the prince, but it is related to Ying'er's happiness, he still dare not jump to conclusions.

"Don't worry, Uncle Xiahou. I understand. It would be good if Miss Xiahou agrees at this time. If I don't agree, I won't bear Miss Xiahou's death like this." He stood up, put the life-extending pill on the table and Said, "Uncle is eager to save my daughter, so I will leave without disturbing you."

Looking at the departing prince, Xia Houren tightened the box in his hand.For some reason, he felt that everything was too coincidental, and just after Ying'er was told that her time was short, the crown prince gave her a pill.

Thinking about it, he said to Xiahou Chuanzhong, the housekeeper behind him, "Please Mr. Ye take a look at the injury for Ying'er."

Ye Lao is the dedicated alchemist of the Xiahou family. Because he was rescued by the ancestor of the Xiahou family in his early years, he stayed to make alchemy for the Xiahou family in order to repay the ancestor of the Xiahou family.If Ye Lao had the same answer for Ying'er's diagnosis and treatment, he would be able to believe that everything in front of him was not a coincidence.

At this time, in the Mo Theater where Xia Houying lived...
"Ying girl may only survive for a day or two, I'm afraid she won't be able to wait for the old Patriarch to come." Ye Lao put away his hand for Xia Houying's pulse diagnosis and said.

Hearing Ye Lao's words, Xia Houren took out the box he had been holding in his hand and said, "Chaoxue, feed the elixir to Miss."

Ye Lao looked at the box in the owner's hand, his eyes lit up.Isn't this the pill that the Patriarch gave him to test just now?Life extension pill, how did the Patriarch get it.But then he heard the Patriarch say that he would take it for Xiahouying, Ye Lao couldn't help but deeply admire Xiahouren's care for Xiahouying, and he was willing to take such a pill for Xiahouying.

At this time, the genius doctor who had diagnosed Xia Houying's pulse at the beginning had a smug look in his eyes, but it was a pity that everyone turned their backs to him and no one saw him.

As early as when he was feeling Xia Houying's pulse, he had already tampered with it without anyone noticing it.If it weren't for the fact that Xia Houying couldn't be killed directly, and the prince was worried that Xiahou's family would come up with some kind of elixir for him, why bother to refine a Life-Extending Pill for this.Looking at the elixir taken out by the maid, he felt that his heart was bleeding. It took him three times to refine a life-sustaining elixir that no one could tell that he had tampered with it.

Seeing that the elixir was taken by Xia Houying, he had achieved his goal, so he said, "This old man will not bother you any more. I still have some things at home, so I will leave first."

When Lin Shuangyue heard that the genius doctor said that she was going to leave, she said to the personal maid beside her, "Chun'er, send the genius doctor away." After speaking, she turned around to see if her daughter was getting better.

Night fell in a blink of an eye, and in the Prince's Mansion...

A figure quietly sneaked into the study of the Prince's Mansion.

"Prince, Xiahouying has already taken the elixir." If Xiahouren and his wife were here, they would definitely see that this person is very similar to the genius doctor at Xiahou's family today, but this person is obviously younger, only about 30 years old. .

Although his appearance was not handsome, he was also extremely delicate, and there was a hint of femininity in his bones.

"Tell me, how should the prince thank you? Huh?" Without waiting for anyone to respond, he hugged him into his arms and walked towards the secret room...

"No, His Royal Highness, this is in your mansion..." The man's voice was as clear as spring water, full of charm.It gives people a feeling of refusal and welcome.

There was a sound of tearing clothes...
(End of this chapter)