Jun Moyi sat on the chair, looking at Shang Zhou whose expression kept changing in front of him, his eyebrows slightly frowned. He didn't know what was wrong with this old guy.
I just handed him those two things and asked him to take a good look at what they were, but this man became a little strange.
He was clearly an old man with white hair and beard, but suddenly he started jumping up and down like a monkey, and he was never at peace for a moment.
Shang Zhou poured out two pills and sniffed them again and again, frowning so tightly that he could pinch two flies to death.
Just smelling it seemed not enough, so he took another small bowl of water, carefully dissolved a pill, and gently twisted it with his fingers.
Jun Moyi watched his series of actions and felt that he had guessed something. His heart beat twice, but in the end he said nothing. He just sat there quietly, watching Shang Zhou continue to jump up and down in front of him like a monkey.
Yan Hui, who was standing aside, also saw Shang Zhou behave like this for the first time.
He remembered that when Shang Zhou cured his master's legs, he didn't seem to have such a big change in emotions.
What is going on?
Yan Hui looked at Jun Moyi tentatively, only to see Jun Moyi shaking his head at him, signaling him not to care.
Only then did Yan Hui feel relieved.
Although he still didn't quite understand why Jun Moyi told him not to care, he felt that his master's words were always right. After all, his master was much more knowledgeable than him.
So, the master and servant enjoyed Shang Zhou's "performance" together, until Shang Zhou seemed to accept the reality and finally calmed down, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Jun Moyi.
Then, he quickly walked up to Jun Moyi, grabbed his arm, and asked repeatedly: "Where did you get this thing?"
Jun Moyi pretended to be profound, "Of course someone brought it to me."
These words surprised Shang Zhou.
He didn't quite believe it, and looked at Jun Moyi with an expression of "you are kidding me", his brows still furrowed.
"You mean, the murderer personally delivered the antidote to a dying person like you?"
After hearing this, Jun Moyi hadn't said anything yet, but Yan Hui reacted immediately.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Shang Zhou, staring at his face, repeatedly confirming what he meant.
The first time he overstepped his bounds, he took the initiative to ask, "Old Master, what do you mean by this?" before his master even opened his mouth.
Seeing the hint of excitement on Yan Hui's face, Shang Zhou felt a little surprised.
He once thought that everyone around Jun Moyi, the icicle, had expressionless faces. At least he had never seen any expression on the faces of these secret guards.
But he didn't expect that these people could make expressions on their faces.
He originally thought that Jun Moyi had drugged all of them.
After thinking about it for a long time, Shang Zhou noticed that the muscles on Yan Hui's face had begun to twitch slightly. He was shocked. Could he be having a stroke?
So, he glanced at him with disdain and said, "If you can't make expressions, don't do it. Be careful that your face won't be able to recover in a while."
Only then did Yan Hui realize that Shang Zhou was disgusted with him.
But at this moment, he had no time to think about whether the expression on his face looked good or not.
He just wanted to confirm what Shang Zhou meant by what he had just said.
However, Shang Zhou didn't look like he would tell him the truth. Thinking of this, Yan Hui couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
There was even a moment when he wondered whether he should tell the princess directly about this matter and let the princess come over to question him.
It would be fine if he just thought about it, but what if he guessed wrong and made the princess happy for nothing? He couldn't afford the consequences.
So, Yan Hui finally placed his hope on Jun Moyi.
Jun Moyi seemed much calmer than Yan Hui. Perhaps he had guessed something when Shang Zhou was performing, so at this moment, even if Shang Zhou was being mysterious, he remained calm and composed.
On the contrary, Shang Zhou's reaction at this moment further confirmed his guess.
Jun Moyi stood still like a mountain, but in the end Shang Zhou could no longer sit still.
He jumped in front of Jun Moyi, looked at the calmest Jun Moyi with a puzzled look, his heart full of curiosity.
"Hey, kid, aren't you curious at all?"
"Curious." Jun Moyi nodded honestly.
However, seeing him nod, Shang Zhou's doubts deepened. He straightened up and looked at him as if he had seen a ghost. "Curious, why don't you ask me?"
Jun Moyi just curled his lips slightly, looking complacent.
"You can't help but say it."
Shang Zhou was so angry at his words that he fell backwards.
But he had to admit that he was indeed not as tolerant as Jun Moyi.
At least now, he couldn't hold it in any longer.
The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and finally Shang Zhou set his gaze on Yan Hui.
He winked at him, hoping that this little thing would give him a way out and attack him.
Yan Hui naturally understood Shang Zhou's meaning, and he raised his eyebrows.
You just kept it in suspense in front of me, and now you want me to ask again?
There is no such good thing...
"Master, what on earth is this?"
Yan Hui sighed silently, he really couldn't bear it anymore.
So, Shang Zhou took a breath of satisfaction, and then mysteriously said what he had wanted to say for a long time.
"It's nothing else but the antidote to the poison in your master's body."
"What?"
Yan Hui cried out loudly.
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