The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"You told me." Qiongying said.

"I've never seen you, when did I tell you?" Qing Lan frowned and said in astonishment.

"Maybe you don't remember." Qiongying smiled mysteriously.

"I really don't remember? Then you know me?" Qing Lan opened her eyes and asked.

"Of course." Qiongying nodded.

Qing Lan couldn't believe it, she frowned again and again, looking at the plate of pastries in pain, as if she wanted to eat but dared not.

"What's wrong?" Qiongying asked.

"I'm hungry, can you ask Yunfang to bring some pastries?" Qing Lan looked at Qiong Ying and asked pleadingly.

"Isn't there?" Qiongying looked at the pastries on the table.

"Can't eat." Qing Lan said in a low voice.

"Why?" Qiongying asked puzzled.

Qing Lan remained silent, and looked vigilantly at the people present, including Wu Xin and others, looking at them one by one, as if hesitating to speak.

"You might as well just say it straight, don't be afraid." Qiongying's tone was so good, so gentle that everyone suspected that they had heard it wrong.

Qing Lan hesitated for a while, then approached Qiong Ying and whispered in her ear: "This pastry may have been poisoned."

The voice was deliberately lowered, but with the ears of the people present, they could all hear clearly.

Especially Caiyi, her face turned dark instantly, she brought the pastries, did she imply that she was poisoned? !

Qiongying laughed loudly twice, and the crisp laughter echoed in the front hall, making her brighten up.

On the contrary, Jiu Ge and Qing Jun's expressions became more and more gloomy, wishing to tear Qing Lan's ignorant appearance apart.

"What are you laughing at? I'm not lying. Yunfang said that no one can eat any food except the food she brought." Qing Lan said anxiously.

"No poison." Qiongying put away her smile and said.

"How do you know if there is?" After Qing Lan finished speaking, she looked warily at the people present.

"No one dares to poison, you can eat it with confidence." Qiongying said.

"How do you prove it? Or you don't know me at all, you lied to me?" Qing Lan asked vigilantly.

"I don't need to lie to you, let alone poison you." Qiongying said.

"It's just what you said, how do I know if what you said is true?" Qing Lan still didn't believe it, and said entangledly.

Qiongying remained silent, took the smallest piece of pastry, and then took a small bite. She ate very slowly, but still finished one piece of pastry.

"Do you believe it now?"

"I believe it. I'm sorry. I misunderstood you just now. Don't be angry with me." Qing Lan was a little happy, but also a little guilty.

"It's okay, you're not hungry, why don't you eat?"

"Okay." Qing Lan smiled at her, her eyes sparkling, then she reached for a pastry and ate it gracefully.

He ate very elegantly, barely making a sound, eating small mouthfuls, without showing his teeth, standard etiquette, but the speed was amazing, a piece of pastry disappeared in the blink of an eye, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought it was him Tasting slowly.

And he could see satisfaction in his eyes, and he was very relished, until half of the plate of pastries disappeared, he still had no intention of stopping.

"Is it delicious?" Qiongying looked at him and asked.

"Delicious." Qing Lan nodded with a smile, and kept sending cakes to her mouth.

"How delicious?" She thought it was very ordinary, even unpalatable.

"It's delicious, even better than what Yunfang brought." Qing Lan said with a smile.

Caiyi snorted coldly in her heart, nonsense, these cakes are all made by top chefs, carefully selected, and the process is complicated, even the monarchs in the general court cannot taste it.