Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

Song Yichen took it with a slight frown. The moment he opened the medicine bottle, his pupils constricted, and a icy cold light shot out from his eyes.

Because a fragrance he smelled on Duanmu Minya's body has already burst out with the slightly opened lid. Although the smell is very clear, it is difficult to distinguish under the original aroma of the ointment, but who told him to have a natural fragrance? What about your good nose?

No scent can escape his nose, which is more sensitive than a dog's.

He gritted his silver teeth, clenched his hands tightly, and held the white jade bottle tightly in his hand. He didn't need to look closely at the small square table next to the chair, and the small table immediately fell apart. Open, the teacup on the small table fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Damn it, it's really poisoned! Who has used this ointment, my lord? Was he trying to harm you? Or was he harming me?"

This bottle of ointment was given to Xuanyuan Qingtian by him. Many people know that if Xuanyuan Qingtian really used this bottle of ointment to cause an accident?So the first thing to look for is him?So they're targeting him?

Not right either!If it was him, they could start from other aspects, not necessarily injecting chronic poison into the ointment, so their target is the prince?

Or are they trying to kill two birds with one stone?If this is the case, it is really too vicious!

Xuanyuan Qingtian stared coldly at the white jade bottle held in Song Yichen's hand, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a piercing intent as deep as a pond in his eyes.

"This ointment was put in the cabinet after I used it last time, and I haven't used it again, if it wasn't for her..." Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Qingtian's still cold and handsome face turned slightly red again, but quickly subsided. Go, he went on.

"Only Xiaolin and Butler Lin can only come in and out of this room, but it won't be them. Xiaolin is a servant born to the concubine's mother. The slaves born to my concubine’s family, who were specially allocated to help me manage the palace, couldn’t be them, as for the others who came in secretly, then I really don’t know?”

When there is no one around, Xuanyuan Qingtian usually regards himself as me in front of Song Yichen, so he will not act like a prince in front of Song Yichen whom he has known since childhood, but even if he does, this Song Yichen will not Put him in the eyes of the prince.

When you can make fun of, never let it go!When you can tease, absolutely tease, even if you can't tease, make fun of, he still jokes.

"En!" That's right, Xuanyuan Qingtian doesn't stay in the mansion all day, someone sneaks in and takes medicine while he's not there, and then leaves without anyone noticing.

"The medicinal properties of this medicine?"