Royal Consort, Come to be Hooked

"Miss, what do you think she's holding back?" Mo Qingyan sits in the garden pavilion because she knows that she likes quiet.

So Wenqiang and other young ladies who make friends with Mo Qingyan leave the pavilion after saying a few words with Mo Qingyan.

A Nuo is also in these people left after quietly close, Mo Qingyan asked. Mo Qingyan smiles and shakes her head:

"where can I know her idea? But I don't think it's going to be a good thing. Let's just wait for it

As soon as the voice dropped, the servant girl who came to add tea for the guests came to Mo Qingyan. "Maidservant, please say hello to the princess!"

The servant girl is very polite. Mo Qingyan squints her eyes and makes her flat. She brought a teapot in her hand to add tea to Mo Qingyan.

Mo Qingyan and a Nuo didn't doubt anything. After all, the water in the servant girl's hand had never been changed. And I just added tea for other guests.

It's just a click. A Nuo is clearly heard a very fine voice, can not help but secretly raised their vigilance.

"Princess your highness, please use it slowly!" I'm leaving. " This servant girl is a pair of straightforward appearance, does not seem to have the slightest suspicion.

Anuo's sharp eyes fell on the little maid's body, and obviously saw her body shivering for a moment, and then quickly left here with the things in her hands.

"Miss, the tea is strange." After she left, Anuo quickly bent down to remind Mo Qingyan. Mo Qingyan was stunned for a moment.

"Are you sure, Anuo?" Just now she saw that the servant girl had added tea to many people. Chu Rou would not have harmed so many people because of herself.

"I'm sure miss, I just heard a very small" click ". I don't know what's going on, but I can guess it must have been these people who did it. "

"Is it?" Mo Qingyan clenched her tea cup hand slightly. The coldness between the brows and eyes makes those who see it feel frightened.

Chu Rou really tried every means to get rid of herself. If Mo Qingyan is not wrong, it is the teapot on her desk that is weird.

"Even good things like the mandarin duck pot are out. Is it for me? Chu Rou really thinks highly of me. "

Mo Qingyan sarcastically said, a Nuo heard is also a little frightened.

The mandarin duck pot has heaven and earth in it. One side is clear water, the other side can be used for medicine. Used to paralyze people's vigilance.

The man who mastered the skill of making mandarin duck pot has long disappeared in this world. It is said that the only mandarin duck pot disappeared with him.

Now, Chu Rou can even take out such precious things. How much does she hate Miss Chu?

Different from the power of Chu Rou that Mo Qingyan thought, a Nuo only thought about Chu Rou's resentment against her own young lady. She secretly raised her vigilance and alerted herself not to be taken lightly.

"No. It's not a real mandarin duck pot. I'm afraid it's a fake. " Mo Qingyan suddenly thought of what, can not help sneering.

"How do you know, miss?" A Nuo don't understand looking at Mo Qingyan, Mo Qingyan but a faint smile, put the cup in the hand on the table.

"It's said that this mandarin duck pot will kill many martial arts experts. Can they not hear the situation of Anuo

Mo Qingyan sneered and said calmly: "so the real mandarin duck pot must be quiet when it is converted. But since Anuo can hear the voice, it must be a fake. "

Mo Qingyan's analysis is reasonable, Anuo also knows. "Miss, in this case, is there another person who can make mandarin duck pots?"

"Yes." Mo Qingyan nodded slightly, but her eyes were somewhat dignified. This news must be passed to Lin Zifeng as soon as possible.

Moreover, the person who can make the mandarin duck pot must also become the man of Yefeng.

"Anuo, when you go back, you go to Yefeng and tell Lesheng about it."

Mo Qingyan's expression is full of seriousness, which is not a small matter. She believed that as long as Anuo told Lesheng about this, he would know what to do.

"Yes, miss." A Nuo should a, but keen sense of not far away that a look of inquiry.

"Miss, that servant girl is secretly observing you." A Nuo and a low voice to remind a, just Mo Qingyan poured a cup of tea, drink by the sleeve of the cover fell on the ground.

"Ha ha, let's have a look at what kind of idea the young lady of the prime minister's residence is up to!" Mo Qingyan has a flash of essence in her eyes.

Just now Anuo was surprised to recognize the taste of the tea. It was just a little strong Mongolian medicine.

Mo Qingyan stood up and rubbed her eyes and forehead very tired. "I feel dizzy, Anuo, you go and talk to miss Chu, we will go back first."

A Nuo looked at Mo Qingyan worried, and then nodded to leave. And in the hand where Anuo went to Chu Rou, the servant girl who added tea before quietly came to Mo Qingyan's side."Princess, what's the matter with you?" The servant girl took Mo Qingyan's waist, and asked tentatively. Mo Qingyan sneers at the bottom of her heart, but her face is a little confused.

She fainted without seeing who was holding her. When her head was close to her shoulder, the servant girl was relieved.

Chu Rou, who was not far away, was trembling with excitement. Mo Qingyan, after today, I see what face you have to survive in this world!

"Miss Chu? Did you hear what the maid said A Nuo followed Chu Rou's gaze and couldn't help laughing. Chu Rou, as expected, had no good ideas.

"Anuo, it suddenly occurred to me that I have something to say to you. Can I take a step to talk to you?" Chuyi's eyes are full of tears.

"Miss Liu, my princess is not feeling well. What's more, what can we say between us? " A Nuo's look is not so good-looking.

"Miss Anuo, just follow me. It won't take a few minutes. " Liu Yiyi's heart is not satisfied with a Nuo's ignorance.

But when he thought of his own and Chu Rou's plans, he put up with it. A Nuo looks at Liu Yiyi with some embarrassment, and finally pretends to be moved.

Well, let's have a look with you today. What bad things are these two gloomy young ladies holding back.

So Liu Yiyi took Anuo's hand and went to a remote place, where a furtive figure hid in the dark place, holding a stick tightly in his hand.