After feeding the medicine, Qin Ye hugged the pillow and sat on the windowsill.
He sat there with a pillow behind him, one leg bent and the other leg hanging down, swinging leisurely, holding a small transparent glass bottle in his hand.
This is a new type of medicine she researched. It can cure strange poisons, and naturally it can also cure the poison in King Chen's body.
But she didn't want to give it.
He whistled and swung his legs, and even took out the suona from behind his butt to suit the occasion.
Zong Zhengchen: "...Don't blow!"
He hasn't left yet!
"Aren't you worried that the prince would be bored after lying down all day?" She smiled and threw a man's life-saving medicine out of the window.
I would rather watch him die than save him.
Zong Zhengchen looked at the transparent bottle with light green liquid being thrown out of the window, falling into the flowers and disappearing, and his eyes darkened.
Is this the antidote?
Or did she develop it herself?
What is her relationship to the murderer?
At the beginning, she used all means to marry into Chen Wang Mansion, but he disregarded her life and death. However, the secret letter she sent to Qin Zuo Xiang Mansion did not reveal any important information about Chen Wang Mansion. Now she wants a divorce.
What is her purpose?
This was the first time in many years that he couldn't understand other people's hearts.
Suona sounded: "String your heart and my heart together and make a kebab."
"!!" Three black lines appeared on the man's forehead, "Shut up!"
Qin Ye pretended not to hear it and played a dirge for him in advance.
Zong Zhengchen wanted to jump up and strangle someone to death, but fearing exposure, he had to lie still on the bed, listening to the ear-piercing suona sound, his fists clenched tightly, veins throbbing on the back of his hands.
When the servants outside Hanfeng Courtyard heard the sound of suona, they were all shocked and cried out to the sky: The prince is dead!
All crying:
"My Lord, you died miserably!"
"You have devoted your life to the country and the people, and you were forced to marry young, and now you have died young."
"You didn't even leave any offspring! Wuwuwu..."
Zong Zhengchen listened to the crying and wailing outside. He seemed to be extremely angry. He was so angry that he had no expression on his face.
After Qin Ye finished playing the suona and relaxed, he took out a solar-powered game console from behind his butt and started playing with it.
After playing to his heart's content, he asked the maid for a midnight snack.
After eating and drinking, he continued to lie on the windowsill, took out a telescope from behind his butt, and looked around outside.
The whole time, she didn't care about the man on the bed.
Zong Zhengchen has calmed down.
Concubine Xiao served him: Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Are you in pain? My body and mind are in pain, blow, blow, blow~
Qin Ye waited on him: Is this man poisoned? Is he going to die? Has he ascended to heaven? Before he ascends to heaven, you must give her the divorce letter, because there is still a great and happy life and many handsome men waiting for her.
Finally, he said, "What are the two black barrels the princess is holding?"
Qin Ye adjusted the scope and looked around, saying:
"telescope."
"Telescope? What is this?" After living for so many years, there are still things in this world that he doesn't know?
Qin Ye was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Look over here, "Hey, a maid smeared honey on the slate. Is she trying to harm someone?"
Zong Zhengchen: “?”
Look to the right, "Your Majesty, you have to manage your palace well. Someone is actually bribed right under your nose."
"?"
"Wow, there are still people having an affair!"
“…”
"Take off all your clothes!"
“…”
"We're about to have a wild battle!"
“…”
Three black lines appeared on his forehead. He couldn't help but sit up. When he was about to scold, he saw the woman on the windowsill screamed, ran away as if she saw a ghost, and buried her head in his quilt.
When he looked up, he saw a fierce murderous intent outside the window, approaching the house.