Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 508 Doubt

Murong Li raised his head, looking at Murong Jin's eyes as deep as abyss.

"Fifth brother, you..."

Murong Jin was also taken aback for a moment.

He lowered his head to look at the bowl in his hand, the glint in his eyes cleared away, and when he raised his eyes again, a warm smile appeared on his face.

"I told you that the medicine is already cold, but you still don't believe it. You have probably never given medicine to anyone before, so you don't understand that when the weather is cold and the bowl feels just right to the touch, the soup is actually a little cold."

Without waiting for Murong Li to intervene, Murong Jin directly ordered the attendant outside the house: "Qingtong, take this medicine and warm it up."

"Yes." Qing Tong replied with a bow, then walked in and took the medicine bowl from Murong Jin's hand.

Looking back and forth between the attendant and Murong Jin, Murong Li's hawk eyes flashed, and at this moment a strange thought rushed into his mind.

The thought came and went in a hurry, so fast that he had no time to grasp it.

Seeing that Murong Jin was about to turn around, he quickly gathered his mind, put the medicine spoon in his hand in the cloth towel used to wipe his mouth on the small table beside him, the liquid medicine in the spoon soaked half of the cloth towel in a short while.

When he raised his head, he had returned to his usual calm look.

Murong Jin turned around, cast his eyes on his face, and said gently: "It seems that Xiaoshu won't be able to wake up for a while, why don't you and Xiaoshu stay at my house tonight and wait until tomorrow Xiaoshu wakes up, it won't be too late to go back."

"But according to Fifth Brother's arrangement." Murong said sternly.

"Okay then, I'll ask someone to prepare hot water for you. After feeding Xiaoshu and drinking the medicine later, you can wash up and go to bed."

Murong Li nodded, Murong Jin turned and walked out.

An Ming and An Tai watched Murong Jin pass by them, and they exchanged glances in secret.

"What should we do now?"

"Do you want to tell the prince?"

"Will he believe it if you tell him? What if after telling him, they detoxify the poison in the soup, and the princess is not poisoned after drinking it, what will the prince think?"

"..."

The two pondered for a moment, An Ming's lowered eyes suddenly caught sight of his chest, and when he remembered the passion cardamom in his chest, his eyes lit up.

"By the way, passion cardamom! After the prince finishes feeding the medicine later, if the princess feels any discomfort, why don't we give her passion cardamom right away?"

"At that time, we can justifiably tell the prince that it was King Jin who poisoned the soup!"

Hearing An Ming's secret voice transmission, An Tai's expression turned serious.

By the way, why didn't he think of it?

Once the princess has any abnormalities, wouldn't they be able to logically lead all this to Prince Jin?

Glancing at An Ming, An Tai nodded indistinctly.

"Just do it!"

……

After leaving Murong Li and Shen Jingshu's wing room, Murong Jin went back to his living room.

Approaching the door, his eyes collided with Qingxuan, and he gave Qingxuan a hint of warning before stepping into the room.

Going around the screen to the head of the bed, he stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the bedpost. The next moment, a small hidden space popped up above the place where his finger exerted force.

There was a delicate porcelain vase lying in the dark compartment. He took out the porcelain vase, poured a black pill the size of a mung bean out of the porcelain vase, put the porcelain vase back to its original place, and restored the dark compartment to its original position.

Then he turned around and walked towards the kitchen...

……

After the medicine was delivered, seeing Murong Li feeding a whole bowl of medicine into Shen Jing's stomach, An Ming and An Tai's hearts seemed to be grabbed by someone, suspended in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)