"You really don't want to eat?" Wang Ye picked up the chicken leg from the bowl and leaned close to Yu Wanwan: "How can a little female go hungry? Have a bite."

The aroma of chicken drumsticks wafted into Yu Wanwan's nostrils. Once Yu Wanwan's attention was drawn to them, Wang Ye stuffed a chicken drumstick into his mouth and then showed a satisfied expression: "So delicious! Fei Han's cooking is just too delicious."

Yu Wanwan: "..."

I really want to kill him, what should I do?

Seeing Yu Wanwan's expression, Wang Ye's mood immediately improved. He laughed heartily, laughing so hard that even though his wounds ached, he couldn't stop.

Yu Wanwan was completely speechless this time. She looked ahead with a sense of hopelessness, letting Wang Ye cause trouble beside her.

If beating up a patient weren't a disservice to all those years of education, Yu Wanwan would have already taken action against this deserving person.

"If you laugh again, I'm leaving." Yu Wanwan pretended to pull her hand away, but Wang Ye quickly held her tighter and rested his head on her shoulder: "Don't go, don't go, stay with me a little longer, I'll share the meat with you."

As he spoke, he picked up another chicken leg and brought it to Yu Wanwan's mouth.

Yu Wanwan had her own chicken leg, which was currently in her bowl. She wasn't interested in the chicken leg in Wang Ye's bowl, so she tilted her head and said helplessly, "I'm not eating it. You eat it. Hurry up and finish your meal and drink your medicine."

"You really won't eat it? Just have a bite."

Wang Ye brought the chicken leg even closer, but Yu Wanwan pushed his hand away and said, "I don't... Hey? Why is the color of your chicken leg a little off?"

"What's wrong?" Wangye picked up the chicken leg and examined it curiously.

"It's here, why is it a bit green? Could it be spoiled?" Yu Wanwan said, pointing to a spot on the chicken leg.

"How could that be? I'm the Beast King! Who would dare give me a rotten chicken leg!"

Wangye leaned closer and smelled it; the scent was the same as before, nothing unusual.

Yu Wanwan pulled her hand out, then brought over her own food and showed Wang Ye the chicken leg in her bowl: "Look, mine is a normal color, but yours is green. Don't you think that's strange?"

Wang Ye looked at the two chicken legs. Yu Wanwan's was yellow, and his was yellow too, except for an inconspicuous patch of green at the base of the leg.

The green patch was only the size of a fingernail, and it was very dark and oily, so it wasn't very noticeable.

"Isn't this just dye on the faded scallion?" Wang Ye thought. He had occasionally seen this color when eating before, but he had never paid any attention to it.

Yu Wanwan was quite exasperated by his "naive and clueless" appearance, and said with a sigh, "Whose scallions fade? I've never heard of that."

"Why can't the green color of scallions fade?"

"Onion... onion..." Yu Wanwan didn't know how to answer for a moment: "Isn't this common sense?"

"I don't cook, how would I know?"

Yu Wanwan: "..."

When Fei Han came in, she saw the two of them sitting together. They were quite close, but it looked like they had been arguing, and the atmosphere wasn't good.

"What's wrong with you all?" Fei Han placed the brewed medicine on the table.

Seeing Fei Han arrive, Yu Wanwan sat up in bed, held up her chicken leg and offered it to Fei Han: "Fei Han, look at my chicken leg, how's the color?"

Fei Han was a little puzzled by her actions, but she still checked it carefully and said, "There's no problem. I made it myself, and the ingredients are all fresh."

"Then look at Wang Ye's chicken legs, isn't there a green spot?" Yu Wanwan pulled Fei Han to look at Wang Ye's chicken legs again.

Following the direction Yu Wanwan pointed, Fei Han indeed saw a darker-colored area.

"When did this place change color?" Fei Han asked curiously.

At first, Wangye was seriously injured and drank porridge. After he got a little better, he started clamoring to eat the same food as Yu Wanwan. Feihan had no choice but to make an extra portion for Wangye when she was cooking for Yu Wanwan.

The rice was clearly cooked in the same pot, so why did it suddenly change color?

Wangye: "I think it's the color of the scallion that's printed on it."

Fei Han glanced at him: "How do you print the color on the scallions?"

"Can't we print onions? Onions are so green."

Fei Han smirked and mercilessly mocked him: "Shut up, you who can't cook."

Nozomi: "Waaaaah~"

Fei Han took a bite of the green part, so fast that Yu Wanwan couldn't stop her.

"There's something wrong with this meat."

Fei Han spat the meat onto the plate, her expression cold and aloof.

Upon hearing Fei Han's words, Wang Ye and Yu Wanwan were both startled, never expecting that there was something wrong with the food they ate every day.

"What exactly happened?"

"There is water lily inside."

Yu Wanwan asked in confusion, "Is water lily a poison?"

"It's not poison, it's a medicinal herb that clears heat and reduces internal fire."

Yu Wanwan was even more puzzled. She originally thought that Chang Yue had poisoned it, but who would poison someone with herbs that clear heat and reduce internal fire?

Fei Han patted her head and explained, "The water chestnut itself is not poisonous, but if you eat it with the baby fruit, it will accumulate toxins over time and cause death."

"Moreover, as long as the amount is well controlled, this toxin is not easily detected in the human body. When it accumulates to a certain level, it will cause a silent death that cannot be detected."

Hearing what he said, Yu Wanwan gasped.

She even thought that if Wangye had died because of the discovery of the water lily today, and Feihan was responsible for his medicine during this period, and there was no one else in the palace, the murderer would not be found, and Feihan would definitely be implicated.

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