It was Yu Miao's attendant who went to invite the alchemist. Yu Miao was waiting in the hall at this moment. Zhong Wuyan did not speak during this period, but just looked at the two of them silently, not knowing what he was thinking.
On the dragon table, the box of hibiscus ointment was placed quietly. Jun Qingyue was condescending, with cold eyes, but the corners of her lips had a seductive arc, making it difficult for people to understand how she was feeling at the moment.
Yu Miao gritted her teeth. She looked at Jun Qingyue secretly, and a sinister look flashed in her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.
Is it possible for this woman to know right away that her hibiscus ointment is poisonous, and to understand it so well? Does she have any powerful trump card?
Or is she an alchemist?
But if she is an alchemist, why has she never heard of it?
Yu Miao frowned and thought deeply. At this moment, she never noticed the coldness in Jun Qingyue's eyes.
The attendant moved very quickly, and before long, the attendant had already brought the alchemist from the Medicine Pavilion.
"Cheng Wanjin of Medicine Pavilion, pays homage to His Majesty."
Cheng Wanjin first paid homage to Jun Qingyue, and then turned to Yumiao and bowed: "Fairy Yumiao."
"Wan Jin, you're finally here." Yu Miao stood up and went to meet her. With a pair of beautiful eyes, she continued without waiting for the other party to speak:
"Your Majesty just said that there was something wrong with the hibiscus ointment I gave her, so I asked you to come and check it out. You are the alchemist of the Medicine Pavilion, so you can definitely prove my innocence. If you can't prove my innocence... Your Majesty
She will not spare me."
In fact, it stands to reason that Yu Miao is the master of Piaomiao Palace and is quite powerful, so Jun Qingyue has no right to deal with her.
However, Yu Miao couldn't think about it and had to rush to die. Once something was really found out, once her crime was established, no matter which force she belonged to, she had to give a reasonable explanation.
Her words were nothing more than a hint to Cheng Wanjin.
Cheng Wanjin was dressed as a disciple and had an upright face. Hearing these words, his face showed a bit of embarrassment. He turned his gaze to Jun Qingyue, who was in a high position above, with a hint of inquiry.
On the high position, the woman was wearing a noble purple robe, and her beautiful face was astonishing to the heavens. Her cold eyes were lowered, and her gaze fell faintly on Cheng Wanjin:
"Cheng Wanjin? A disciple of Medicine Pavilion?"
Jun Qingyue raised her eyebrows.
Why hasn't she seen it before?
"Boss, there are so many disciples in the Medicine Pavilion, how could you have seen every one of them? This person may have just come back." The little green insect answered.
"Exactly, the disciple just came back a few days ago." Cheng Wanjin was neither humble nor overbearing. He went straight to the point: "I don't know where the hibiscus ointment is. Can your majesty check it for me now?"
Jun Qingyue raised her eyebrows and waved her hand, and the attendant in the palace took away the hibiscus ointment on the table and handed it to Cheng Wanjin.
She didn't speak again.
Cheng Wanjin opened the jade box, revealing a snow-white and delicate paste, with a light fragrance that made people feel comfortable.
Cheng Wanjin smelled it carefully, then took a little and applied it on his hands. He waited for about a quarter of an hour, but there was no reaction at all.
After checking this, Cheng Wanjin put the things away and looked straight at Jun Qingyue: "Your Majesty, this ointment is non-toxic."
"Non-toxic?"
Jun Qingyue was slow and leisurely. She looked up and down at the person in front of her. The other person didn't look like he was lying, so he probably wasn't good at studying. He couldn't find out.
"Disciple, I am sure. I am also a disciple of the Medicine Pavilion. I will know if it is poisonous or not."
"Your Majesty, did you hear that? He said that there is nothing wrong with the things I sent. Now your Majesty can believe that I am innocent?" Yu Miao's face was filled with joy. Regardless of whether Cheng Wanjin saw the problem or not, he did now anyway.
I said it, no problem.
This woman, no matter how powerful she is, still dares to question the Medicine Pavilion?
"Really?" Jun Qingyue smiled, "He said it's non-toxic. That only proves that he's not good at studying. It doesn't prove your innocence. Miss Yumiao, don't be too happy too soon."
"Your Majesty, I am a disciple of the Medicine Pavilion. You can question me, but you cannot question my ability as an alchemist."
Cheng Wanjin frowned, very dissatisfied.
"If your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can ask the alchemist in the palace to check it as well."
The man's words were sharp and filled with dissatisfaction. Seeing this, Yu Miao quickly echoed:
"Your Majesty, you slandered Yu Miao. Yu Miao doesn't care. But how can you question Wan Jin? He is the alchemist of the Medicine Pavilion. If you question him, is it possible that even the Medicine Pavilion cannot trust him?"
"I'm afraid this is not a question of whether you can believe it or not." The two sang in harmony. Zhong Wuyan watched and finally couldn't help but speak:
"As a disciple of Medicine Pavilion, you don't even recognize her?"
Zhong Wuyan shook his head silently.
The courage in this life is commendable.
"Sect Master Zhong, what do you mean by this?" Yu Miao frowned, "This is a matter between us and His Majesty. As an outsider, Sect Master, it's best not to interfere."
"I won't interfere. I just said a few words. Fairy Yumiao, let me remind you in advance that if you harm others and yourself, if you still want to survive, it may be too late to stop now." Zhong Wuyan sneered and said so.
There was a bit of contempt in between.
Jun Qingyue.
Just being a Spirit King can destroy his sect's Holy Spirit Tower, break his mountain defense formation, accept his elders as disciples, sit on the throne of an emperor at a young age, and be the chief alchemist of the Medicine Pavilion.
No matter which one is picked out, it is an existence that makes people look up to.
A mere misty palace, who didn't know what it was called, came to provoke her, and played such a low-level poisoning trick in front of her?
If you're not looking for death, what is it?
Yu Miao frowned and glanced at Zhong Wuyan suspiciously.
Is this a warning to her?
"Your Majesty, you insist that this hibiscus ointment is poisonous, and you have repeatedly embarrassed Fairy Yumiao. Do you want to use this to kill people?"
Cheng Wanjin spoke directly, snorted coldly, and continued: "Since Your Majesty does not believe my judgment, there are other alchemists in my medicine pavilion. You can invite our elders or the master of the pavilion to come here."
test."
The smile on Jun Qingyue's face deepened a bit.
But before she could speak, Cheng Wanjin continued:
"If it is tested by the elders or the master of the pavilion and proves that the paste is not poisonous, can your majesty let Fairy Yumiao go?"
"...Wan Jin, stop talking, don't bother the elders and the master of the pavilion. Your Majesty is determined to kill me. Even if the entire medicine pavilion comes, it will be useless." Yu Miao said, with a look in his eyes.
I shed tears.
She looked at Jun Qingyue and said pitifully: "... His Majesty doesn't like me and wants to kill me. It doesn't matter. I consider myself to be unlucky, but I would like to ask your Majesty if you can let me see you before you die.