Hua Yuqiong's eyes flashed, fleetingly, and she raised her head to look at the charming and beautiful Didan in front of her with a puzzled look on her face.
"What are you doing?"
Didan was slightly startled and quickly retracted his hand.
"Poet fruit is highly poisonous and should not be touched!"
A smile flashed across Hua Yuqiong's eyes.
He originally planned to cover the place he touched with a layer of spiritual power without anyone noticing, but he didn't expect that this handsome young man would stop him.
Then he smiled slightly: "That's it... that's easy to handle!"
As Hua Yuqiong said, she took out a small clip and a knife from somewhere, took out half of the pomelo fruit, and put it into the medicine mortar with Didan's eyes filled with astonishment.
Then he continued to pick up the medicine pestle and pound the medicine, "That's it."
Didan watched the juice made by Hua Yuqiong flying everywhere, his cold eyes were startled, and he said: "Young Master, I wonder what kind of medicine you want to make? I can help."
Fuyue smiled seductively and teased: "Our stoic little Didan will also help others! It's a rare sight in a thousand years!"
Mo Ya and Feng Zheng both smiled and looked at Didan.
Hua Yuqiong was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, looked at the people behind Didan, and said with a smile: "If you are not afraid of the poison of the squid fruit, you can come too!"
Those people closed their mouths instantly and were as quiet as chickens.
joke!
It's normal for that poisonous boy Didan not to be afraid of the pomegranate fruit.
If they are not afraid, that would be abnormal!
The old man in gray clothes outside the house and another old man in gray clothes said: "Mr. He, do you think what kind of liquid Hua Yuqiong is making?"
The old man in gray clothes, who was called Mr. He, stared at the medicine mortar in front of Hua Yuqiong for a long time, and sneered: "She knows how to pound medicine? How ridiculous! Just put down this lotus fruit, even if it's half a plant,
It can also turn elixirs into poison!"
Mr. Yan also snorted coldly, "Your Majesty is still worried that there is an antidote to Hua Qi's poison, so he wants you to see what Hua Yuqiong can create? Come to think of it, how can a little waste like him know medicine?
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Mr. He mocked: "Perhaps this little good-for-nothing is crazy and wants to cure the Qiqiao poison I cast on Hua Qi!"
"It does seem like something a loser should do!"
Hua Yuqiong asked Didan to pour the green and black concoction in the medicine mortar into a clean container, and then started pounding other medicinal materials.
Seeing Hua Yuqiong pounding the medicine like a child playing with mud, a look of disdain flashed across the eyes of Mr. He and Mr. Yan.
The emperor even asked them to keep an eye on the Zhenguo Palace!
Hua Jinyun was so weak that he could only look after his baby at home. Hua Qi was poisoned and would die the day after tomorrow.
What else could Hua Yuqiong, that little loser, be like?
Fortunately, Hua Yuqiong was dealt with in the past two days, but when Hua Qi died the next day, Mr. Hua would definitely be furious.
When the time comes, it’ll be up to you who has the last laugh!
Hua Yuqiong tinkered all afternoon and completely forgot about Lian Yu's reminder.
After all the medicinal materials that should be wasted were wasted, Hua Yuqiong watched Didan pour the juice from the last medicine mortar into the container, threw the medicine pestle aside, and stretched out her hands.
Only then did I realize that it was already dusk.
Hua Yuqiong walked up to Qiongyu Pavilion, wanting to take a hot bath, and then squinted her eyes and stretched comfortably.
Sudden……
Hua Yuqiong felt she stepped on a stick-like object under her feet. Before she could finish stretching her waist, her feet slipped and she fell to the ground with a "snap".
What made Hua Yuqiong even more devastated was that when she fell, her foot accidentally caught the leg of the small table.
When the table fell over, Hua Yuqiong's "carefully" prepared concoction splashed towards Hua Yuqiong as the table tipped over.
Hua Yuqiong looked intently in a daze, broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly rolled on the ground to avoid the splash of juice.
With a crisp "snap" sound, the porcelain containing the concoction shattered on the ground paved with blue tiles.
Lan Shao ran over quickly, with a hint of worry on his usually cold face, and eagerly helped Hua Yuqiong, who was still on the ground.
"Master, are you okay?"
Hua Yuqiong glanced at the sizzling green grass corroded by the bowl of concoction between the cracks of the green bricks, and immediately she felt a sudden change in her heart.
Fortunately! Fortunately!
The poison was good, but fortunately it was not spilled on her body.
Although she knew how to detoxify the poison, she didn't want to be stupid enough to try it herself!
Mr. He and Mr. Yan outside the house were amused by Hua Yuqiong's series of silly actions.
This painting of Yu Qiong is really a waste!
It’s hard to become a great tool!
Hua Yuqiong didn't know about her extra accident at this time, so he completely dispelled the suspicion of the two people outside the house!
She got unexpected results!
Didan was still holding the lid that he was about to put on, but he didn't expect that in the next moment, the liquid medicine that he could only see in front of him would turn into a mess.
Mo Ya and Feng Zheng wanted to laugh but did not dare to make a sound. They were trembling like grass in the wind.
Fuyue's fingers holding up a strand of hair paused there, her eyes confused.
The young master has been working hard all afternoon, and just like this...oh no! It's all gone.
Hua Yuqiong felt helpless at the moment and ordered Mo Ya and others to clean up the mess. This chapter has been completed!