Zhuang Xiaoyu put away the remaining bottles of fruit wine, but placed the bottle of fruit wine mixed with venom on the round table in the house.
She sat at the table, clasped her hands tightly, and her palms were full of sweat.
But my heart was up and down, as if I was suffering in a frying pan...
The person she wants to poison to death is her husband, the father of her child, the high priest of the entire Moon City people, and the enemy who killed her father, brother and friends.
She asked herself, she had never done anything harmful to nature in her life, why did she end up like this?
Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at the wine bottle on the table, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's favorite dishes were brought out one by one like flowing water, but Qin Wuyan did not arrive, Zhuang Xiaoyu asked, "Where is the high priest?"
The servant replied in a low voice: "It's in the study, I'm going to invite the high priest over here."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded slightly.
When Qin Wuyan heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu had sent someone to invite him to have lunch with him, his frozen heart felt as if warm wind had blown him, he immediately threw away the pen in his hand, stood up and walked out.
Before crossing the threshold, Zhuang Qingyun pushed the door in and blocked him in the study.
"Madam went to Xue Zhong's bedroom in the morning and sorted out Mr. Xue's belongings..."
Qin Wuyan nodded: "Doctor Zhong belongs to Xiaoyu's mother, and he can be regarded as Xiaoyu's half elder, so if he left like this, Xiaoyu will inevitably feel sad..."
Before Qin Wuyan could finish speaking, Zhuang Qingyun interrupted him: "I have ordered someone to register Doctor Zhong's relics long ago. If you lose a bottle of venom, three drops can kill you...
This liquid medicine is too poisonous, and I don't know when Mr. Xue made it..."
Qin Wuyan's complexion gradually changed, and the joy just now was instantly replaced by paleness.
Zhuang Qingyun said again: "Madam hates you to the bone, this venom is probably in Madam's hands, speechless, you are a smart person, you should understand what I mean."
Qin Wuyan: "..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu waited for a long time, until the food on the table almost ran out of heat, Qin Wuyan came late.
The moment the man opened the door and came in, there was a chill. Zhuang Xiaoyu raised his head, and saw Qin Wuyan dressed up and looking extremely handsome. He strode in and sat down opposite her.
The sun is shining outside the house, the climate is low and cold, and the charcoal basin is burning inside the house, which is warm and the windows are bright and clean.
Qin Wuyan glanced at the wine bottle on the table, took the cup and placed it in front of her and himself, with a gentle smile on his face, the lingering in his eyes was as thick as ink, wishing to flow out.
He picked up a chopstick and put it into her bowl, "Xiao Yu, it seems that we haven't had a meal together for a long time. It's rare that you are in such a good mood today, and you are very happy as a husband."
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't pick up the chopsticks, but just carefully looked at the man in front of him. His eyebrows were painted in ink, his temples were cut like a knife, and he was still as handsome as a god of nine heavens, not like a mortal.
Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to caress his face, but restrained herself, she just changed the topic in a low voice: "This dress is very pretty, it seems that I have never seen you wear it before."
Qin Wuyan lowered his eyes to look at the clothes on his body, and lightly stroked the cuffs with his fingertips, "You picked this for me in the tailor shop."
Zhuang Xiaoyu was at a loss in her heart: "Really, I don't remember many things from the past."
Qin Wuyan stretched out his hand from the table and tightly grasped her fingers: "Xiao Yu, I have never forgotten the kindness you treated me in the past."
Her palms were covered with sticky cold sweat, as if her hands had been soaked in icy water, she was almost unconscious from the cold.