Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 391
Jian Yunling was so impressed that she almost wanted to clap her hands, but considering that this was a serious interrogation scene, any overly cheerful behavior might cause the interrogators' emotions to change, causing them to turn from innocence to guilt, and from guilt to heinous crime.

In order to avoid such unjust, false and wrongly decided cases, finally, Jian Yunling secretly gave Xiao Bai a thumbs up with extreme calmness and admiration.

However, Xiao Bai's explanation didn't seem to satisfy Yu Wenzheng. After turning around Xiao Bai's body with those black and clear eyes that occasionally flashed a few flickering lights, they finally fell on Jian Yunling's face. superior.

"So, the princess was depressed and 'accidentally' got herself drunk, and it wasn't intentional?"

He specially bit down the three words "accidentally", hitting everyone's ears like iron nails.

Both Jian Yunling and Xiao Bai held their breaths and concentrated, feeling guilty before the lie was exposed.But in comparison, Jian Yunling was even more miserable, because she had already been targeted by Yu Wenzheng.

When Yu Wenzheng looks at people, he always has a strange power, as if a god is towering on a mountain top, overlooking the earth, he is holy and elegant, with a sharpness that penetrates everything.

Every time Jian Yunling met his gaze like this, even though she couldn't stop her hairs from forming in her heart, she was still bewitched by him, as if she had been cast by a spell to deceive her heart, expecting and longing to fall deeper, deeper into those deep eyes. Some.

Today is no exception.

In the small stove warming tea, the sound of crackling can be heard endlessly.The green smoke from the charcoal fire is intertwined, like a blooming smoke lotus, wrapping the white ceramic silver-patterned teapot under its leaf petals.

I don't know if it's the fragrance of tea or the breeze, but when the veil in the tea room is blown, the veils that hang down to the ground are like waves pouring down from the silver hooks, like a white phoenix spreading its wings, flying and spreading freely.

Someone coughed and dragged Jian Yunling away from the long stare.

Yu Wenzheng still maintained that pleasant and indifferent appearance, but the tight lip line like a cold blade betrayed him.

He was unhappy, and very unhappy.

Jian Yunling trembled unknowingly, a moment ago he thought Xiao Bai was a god teammate, but now he felt like a pig companion.

Forget it, it is better to ask yourself than to ask others.

But Jian Yunling struggled for a long time, trying to find a way out for herself, but after much deliberation, she found that there was no way out, so she gave up on herself and thought, forget it, just die, at worst, after 20 years, she will be a hero again!
Adjusting the clothes and skirts on his body, he raised his head solemnly, and announced to Yu Wenzheng as if he was dying: "Yes, I got drunk by accident, but I can't blame me entirely. Who told the wine they bought that day to be so delicious? ..."

Under the awe of Yu Wenzheng's gaze, the straightforwardness at the beginning has gradually turned into a whisper.

But Yu Wenzheng could still hear the last sentence clearly, and he hooked his lips and asked with interest: "Oh? What kind of wine is so delicious? Why don't you ask Dongyun to buy a few jars and keep them in the house so as not to save you?" I used to go out and steal a drink."

Jian Yunling actually wanted to justify herself, she didn't run out "old", but only got drunk outside that time.But it is useless to say anything, Yu Wenzheng is not the kind of person who can listen to explanations, so it is better to be obedient, she will answer whatever he asks, it is the safest.

"It's Luxiang Moutai." Jian Yunling honestly explained without thinking.

(End of this chapter)