Chapter 322
The auctioneer took out a handkerchief from the pocket of his black clothes and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, repeating this thing to make him less nervous.

His legs were trembling, and compared to the elegance just now, he looked like a different person.

"Tell me what you know." Zi Nian's tone was unquestionable, he no longer cared about whether he looked like a book boy.

"Thirty years ago, I saw such a poison once. It was also in the arena. A young master took a picture of the booty. When he was about to observe it, the misty needle poison was released from the booty. As a result, the young gentleman didn't survive it. Dawn broke the next day," said the auctioneer tremblingly.

Everything, as if the scene reappeared 30 years ago.

"I can't find out who poisoned it, and no one knows how to detoxify it. The poisoned wine is hidden in the spoils of war. The young man is also from a rich family. He tried his best to save his life. Being implicated in this matter, I spent 20 years in prison, under various activities, barely survived, it is this smell, it is definitely the same poison." The auctioneer trembled, really afraid of being implicated again this time.

All the memories of that year are still fresh...

The person who poisoned him has never appeared in the open, let alone known to anyone.This matter was once a sensation, and it was announced that it was a sudden death, but in fact it was a poisoned death...

The auctioneer is that party.

Zi Nian thought to himself, since someone poisoned him 30 years ago, he must be quite old, and maybe he should go to Lan's house to look for it.

Little aunt, can you survive until then?You are not allowed to suffer, you must stand up, because I will not allow you to die!

Neither the white elephant nor the water dragon in the animal language ring was in the mood to joke anymore, they could feel Zi Nian's heartbreak, the entire animal language ring was cold, not as warm as when he was in a good mood.

Zi Nian hugged Luo Yue.

"Where are you going?" Young Master Lan asked worriedly.

"Look for an antidote." Zi Nian replied simply.

"Go to the Lan family, your master can get better care there." The young master of the Lan family said.

Miss Lan also agreed.

This is also the meaning of the purple year.

For Zi Nian, young master and young lady of the Lan family, wrestling is meaningless. The young lady of the Lan family left her maid and asked her to buy all the trophies in the future, so that she could not miss one.No matter how much it costs.

Zi Nian has noticed this detail, it seems that she is really obsessed with the spoils, or maybe it is intentional for him to see, or is the obsession that goes with the flow, isn't it a more perfect concealment method?

As for the young master of the Lan family, he wanted Luo Yue to live in the Lan Mansion, perhaps because of guilt, or because he had other plans.

If you can't find an antidote, you can only start from the enemy and draw the opponent out, from darkness to light.

Along the way, Zi Nian hugged Luo Yue tightly, her forehead rested on his shoulder, and he didn't let anyone touch her.

This journey, only Zi Nian himself.

"It's really a master-servant lover. The master is in trouble, and he must die. It's lucky that the servant is still so sincere. Presumably the master must have been very kind to him in his lifetime." The groom murmured as he hurried to drive the car. Yue thinks he is dead, and he is expected to be unable to recover. If he is blocked, he must bet on his death.

With the speed of the horse, the carriage stopped at the gate of Lan's house.

Zi Nian had no intention of admiring the magnificence of the carved beams and painted buildings here, but carefully hugged Luoyue and carefully observed everyone in the Lan family, from servants to maidservants.

Every path, every pavilion, Zi Nian will not let it go.

(End of this chapter)

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