Doctor Concubine Covers the Sky: The Evil King's Demonic Poison Concubine

Chapter 42
Qian Ling took a look and found that the texture was good, not a fake.

"Since it's what you have in mind, how can I keep it, take it back." Although the texture is good, the color of the hairpin is a bit strange.

Ordinary jade hairpins are all green, but the lotus flower on this hairpin seems to have been deliberately processed, the color is too bright, like a poisonous poppy, beautiful, but full of danger.

It's really not good to come.

If she hadn't been good at using poison, she definitely wouldn't have seen this little trick.

Lu Wanzhu wanted to avenge her kindness.

"Sister Qianling, you are my savior, so don't be polite to me. Although you are my sister's love, you are not a priceless treasure. Could it be that Sister Qianling despises you and is unwilling to accept it?"

Hearing these words, Lu Qianling sneered in his heart, raised his eyes slightly to look at her, his eyes were stern, "Since you have said so, then I will accept this thing, I hope you will not regret it!"

After saying that, he took the box and closed it tightly.

At the same time, he didn't miss the flashing smile in Lu Wanzhu's eyes.

It seems that the Prince's Palace incident has not taught her the lesson.

The cause you planted by yourself will one day bear its own evil fruit.

"Sister Qian Ling thinks of her younger sister. No matter how precious something is, as long as it is given to you, Wan Zhu will not regret it!"

"Really, then I also want to give you a word, life is precious, no—zuo—no—die!"

Lu Wanzhu's expression changed slightly. Although she couldn't understand what Lu Qianling said in the last sentence, she knew it was not a good thing.

After Lu Wanzhu left, Qian Ling looked at the delicate nanmu box thoughtfully.

She seemed to have seen such a box somewhere.

But I can't remember exactly where it is.

But she vaguely felt that it had something to do with her mother, the eldest princess.

Just thinking about it, the sleeves suddenly bulged, Qian Ling raised his eyebrows, and lifted the sleeves.I saw the drug slave who had been sleeping for a few days, stretching comfortably.

Sensing Qian Ling's gaze, she stopped stretching suddenly, and the two small leaves on top of her head stood up solemnly at the same time, not daring to move, "Master."

Seeing this, Qian Ling grabbed her leaves and pulled them out, "Little guy, I have a good sense of smell, so I know there are good things? Huh?"

"Master was wronged, how can there be any good things, how can there be..." Yao Nu said while carefully stretching his body onto the nanmu box.

Seeing the green rattan, it almost wrapped around the box.

With the other hand, Qian Ling grabbed the box with lightning speed and held it in the air.

"You say you are wronged with your mouth, but you are honest with your body."

Yao Nu's body froze in mid-air, and it took him a while to react, twisting his body desperately to act coquettishly, "Master, I want it, I want it."

"Want? Yes, answer me three questions and I'll give it to you."

"What's the problem?" Yao Nu shook the two small leaves excitedly, there was something to eat.

Qian Ling didn't speak, but put the box on the sandalwood table and opened it, pointing to the hosta and asked, "What is the poison on it? What are the symptoms after being poisoned? Where can I find this poison in Qingguo?"

This poison is colorless and odorless, and it is attached to objects. Without professional equipment in the 21st century, it is difficult to detect its ingredients.

As for the drug slave, since he was born with medicine and is so sensitive to poison, perhaps she can understand these problems.

"As long as you answer these three questions from the master, can the drug slave eat it?"

(End of this chapter)