Song Yichen took it with a slight frown. When he opened the bottle, his pupils tightened, and a cold light as cold as ice shot out from his eyes.
Because the fragrance he smelled on Duanmu Minya had already burst out with the slightly opened lid. Although the smell was very clear, it was difficult to distinguish among the original aroma of the ointment, but who told him to have a gift?
Where's your good nose?
No scent could escape his nose, which was more sensitive than a dog's.
He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands quickly, holding the white jade bottle tightly in his hand. He didn't need to look carefully anymore and suddenly placed his hands on the small square table next to the chair. The small table immediately fell into pieces.
Open, the teacup on the small table fell to the ground.
"Damn it, it's really poisoned! My lord, who has touched this ointment? Did he do it to harm you? Or to harm me?"
This bottle of ointment was given to Xuanyuan Qingtian by him. Many people know that if Xuanyuan Qingtian really used this bottle of ointment and something happened, then he would be the first one to look for? Then who would be their target?
That's not right! If it were him, he could start from other aspects, not necessarily adding chronic poison to the ointment. So their target is the prince?
Or do they want to kill two birds with one stone? If this is really the case, they are really too cruel!
Xuanyuan Qingtian stared coldly at the white jade bottle held by Song Yichen, his dark eyes slightly narrowed, and there was a deep and cold intention in his eyes.
"This ointment has been put in the cabinet since I used it last time. It has never been used again. If it weren't for her..." Xuanyuan Qingtian's cold and handsome face rarely turned red again, but it quickly faded away.
Go, he continued.
"Only Xiaolin and Butler Lin can enter and exit this room, but they can't be them. Xiaolin is a slave born from the mother-in-law's family. She was brought to the palace to discipline her when she was a child. Later she was assigned to serve me, and Butler Lin is also my servant.
The servants who were born into the concubine’s family were specially assigned to help me manage the palace. They couldn’t be them. As for the others who sneaked in, I really don’t know?”
Xuanyuan Qingtian usually thinks of himself in front of Song Yichen when there is no one around. He will not act like a prince in front of Song Yichen, whom he has known since childhood. However, even if he does, this Song Yichen will not act like a prince.
I took him as a prince into my eyes.
When you can make fun of me, never let it go! When you can make fun of me, I will definitely make fun of you. Even if I can’t make fun of you, I still make fun of you.
"Yeah!" That's right. Xuanyuan Qingtian doesn't stay in the house all day long. Someone sneaks in and takes the medicine while he is away, and then leaves without knowing it.
"What are the medicinal properties of this medicine?"