Looking at the bottle in his hand, he also looked at Lin Zhaoyi with a vague look.
Lu Ping was a little proud. This scene changed so quickly, it was like coming back from the dead.
Just now, this side was still at a disadvantage, but in this moment, they have already grasped the opponent's control.
The queen is still awesome!
"Back to your Majesty, the Emperor has said that such things are prohibited from appearing in the harem." Lu Ping's respectful look made Wei Yang unable to stop laughing.
"Oh? It's forbidden... or the emperor said so."
Wei Yang suddenly realized it, thought for a moment, then smiled softly and put the things away.
When Lin Zhaoyi saw it, she immediately became anxious, "Wild girl, give your things back to me!"
"Wild girl?"
You still dare to curse people, you really don’t know how to live or die.
Her smiling eyes narrowed, "What is the purpose of Lin Zhaoyi's private possession of banned drugs? What the emperor said is the imperial decree. You are really brave enough to disobey the imperial decree. Do you want me to go out and talk to the emperor now?"
"You..." Lin Zhaoyi was furious, a twelve-year-old baby actually dared to threaten her.
Just as he was about to step forward to teach this ignorant girl a lesson, Wei Young waved her hand again, took out the Hehuan Powder that had just been put away, held it up flat, and hung it in front of Lin Zhaoyi's eyes.
Lin Zhaoyi paused, feeling in a dilemma.
Her fists were clenched, her face was ashen, and she stared at Weiyang fiercely, as if she wanted to eat her up.
Weiyang sneered in her heart.
This little girl was so arrogant and powerful when she was about fifteen years old. Girls in ancient times were really precocious. It's just a pity that she learned the momentum but didn't develop the brain.
Playing tricks with her is a joke.
Weiyang stretched a little, looking lazy.
After a long stalemate, Lin Zhaoyi kicked her feet hard, flicked her fragrant sleeves and rushed out of the door.
Hong Cui Lu Ping cheered, forgetting her fear of Wei Young just now.
Only then did Wei Yang regain her composure and slumped down on the wooden chair.
Hey, this body is too weak. I am tired after standing for such a while.
I also feel dizzy, my forehead hurts, my body feels weak, and my stomach is empty.
Damn, it's so miserable.
The misery lasted for a while, but fortunately two maids came to help.
Sometimes I serve her food, sometimes I pour her water, sometimes I wash her face, sometimes I bring her a mirror.
As for her, she also took advantage of these moments to try out clichés.
However, Chu Weiyang had been recuperating in the Huayang Palace for a month, but he still did not fully understand his situation.
Logically speaking, isn't she wearing a soul? She's wearing it on this twelve-year-old girl.
But no matter how Weiyang tried to insinuate her, the two little maids who served her just didn't say what her original identity was.
Maybe I really don’t know, or maybe I don’t want to tell.