"What?!" Zhan Beihan frowned suddenly and looked at the lipstick box on the table with lightning eyes.
Then he looked at Butler Zhou with cold eyes.
Uncle Zhou's expression changed, and he knelt down and said, "Your Majesty Mingjian, I came back as soon as I got the dowry, and I definitely didn't open it or touch anything inside!"
Uncle Zhou is an old man in the palace. He has always been loyal and loyal. Zhan Beihan can trust him.
He had no reason to poison "Shen Wan".
"Uncle Zhou, you get up first." Zhan Beihan said calmly, and then turned to look at Xiao Lingyue, with a faint suspicion flashing in his eyes.
"Are you telling the truth?"
Xiao Lingyue covered her mouth with a wet handkerchief. After hearing this, she raised her eyes and caught the slight doubt in the man's eyes. She said in a cold tone: "You will know after you smell it yourself!"
The man looked at her intently and reached out to pick up the lipstick box on the table.
Uncle Zhou stood up and looked at the two of them in fear.
Zhan Beihan looked down at the lipstick in his hand.
The oval box is exquisitely shaped, with gold filigree on the outside and fine white porcelain on the inside. It holds a ball of red semi-solidified paste, with a delicate honey shine on the surface and a fragrant aroma.
He brought the lipstick box to the tip of his nose and smelled it carefully.
The aroma hit his nostrils, and it was so sweet that it made Zhan Beihan frown slightly, feeling a little unhappy.
But after smelling it carefully for a moment, there is a faint fishy smell underneath the aroma, which is very light, like the smell of diluted blood.
This odor is hidden under the fragrance and is difficult to detect.
"You only touched it once and you smelled something wrong?" Zhan Beihan raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Lingyue.
"Have you forgotten what I do?"
Xiao Lingyue looked at him without evading, and sneered: "Play poison in front of me, and you'll do whatever you want to do!"
Zhan Beihan said nothing.
Xiao Lingyue glanced at him, then turned to ask Butler Zhou: "This is the concubine's dowry. You brought it here with your own hands. You didn't open it on the way, right?"
Uncle Zhou nodded hurriedly: "Yes!"
"What did she say when she handed you the dowry?"
Xiao Lingyue narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Tell the truth, don't talk nonsense!"
Zhan Beihan put down the lipstick box in his hand and looked at Butler Zhou expressionlessly.
Uncle Zhou glanced at him secretly and whispered: "When the concubine handed the dowry to the old slave, she did... said a few unpleasant words and was reluctant, but because it was the prince's order, She didn't dare not listen, so she finally took it out."
"What did she look like when she handed the dowry to you?" Xiao Lingyue asked again.
"This is what it looked like when the old slave brought it over!" Uncle Zhou said hurriedly, "The old slave knows that this thing is precious and is the favorite of the concubine, so he doesn't dare to touch it more."
Xiao Lingyue raised her lips sarcastically: "When the makeup package was delivered, the outer lid was well closed and the items inside were arranged neatly. Moreover, I took the top powder box."
She looked at Zhan Beihan and said, "You took it while you were watching me!"
In other words, under Zhan Beihan's nose, neither she nor Butler Zhou had the chance to poison.
Zhan Beihan frowned: "What do you want to say?"
Xiao Lingyue looked directly at him and asked: "Your concubine poisoned me, what are you going to do about it?"
Zhan Beihan: "The matter has not been found out yet."
"How else can we know more clearly?" Xiao Lingyue asked, "Steward Zhou personally brought the dowry, no one else took over during the process, and Steward Zhou also said that he had not opened it.
As for me, you have been sitting next to me and watching me, and I have no chance of poisoning or framing you!
Since it's not me, it's not Butler Zhou either.
Then tell me, where did the poison in the lipstick box come from? Did it fall from the sky? "Hot 『』 This chapter has been completed!