Shi Qingmiao smiled mysteriously: "My intuition tells me..."
"Okay, stop. I get it. Your intuition told you that, right?"
Shi Qingmiao nodded and stated her intuition seriously: "Yes, don't you think she is imitating me intentionally or unintentionally?"
imitate?
Jin Suting almost laughed out loud.
"Why do you feel that way?"
Shi Qingmiao thought of something, rolled her eyes, and said, "Her dressing style, I like wearing purple, and she likes wearing purple too. And her eating habits, I like eating coriander, and she likes eating coriander too. Most of the palace maids don't eat coriander. At first I thought I was the only one in the entire palace who liked to eat coriander, but I didn't expect that Yu Qinglan would soon join the group. No, that's not right, she's not from the palace. There are many other strange things about us that are similar. Hey, in short, she's imitating me."
Jin Suting burst out laughing. She was really amused. Shi Qingmiao's imagination was too big.
"She's older than you, how could she imitate you?"
Shi Qingmiao said, "Don't laugh, but so what? Age can't explain the problem. We need to analyze it from the perspective of the root cause."
"Okay, okay. All right."
Jin Suting held back her laughter and didn't expose her.
——
At night.
South Street.
The streets were devoid of the lights and decorations they had during the day, and the entire South Street was dead silent. The only light was probably the candles burning in front of the South Street Clinic.
Frost Leaf opened her eyes in the darkness.
A gust of wind blew, the door was pushed open, and a black figure waiting for me walked into the house with the wind.
Jin Xiwen took off her mask and knelt in front of Han Shuangye: "Master, I have successfully retrieved the medicine."
"Give it to me."
Frost Leaf said three words coldly.
Jin Xiwen handed a small jade bottle to Han Shuangye with both hands.
After his eyes met the jade bottle, Han Shuangye's pupils were shocked and he slapped the medicine to the ground with one hand.
"Lan Qiqing, this crazy woman!" she yelled. "Both the master and the disciple are crazy. They actually gave the same medicine."
"Yes."
Jin Xiwen replied.
You have to say "yes" to this??!
"Let me ask you, when you took the medicine, did Lan Qiqing say anything?"
Han Shuangye stared at the broken jade bottle with the corner of his eye. The medicine inside had turned into a small puddle of water.
This is its magic. It is colorless, tasteless and intangible. It will melt into water as soon as it comes into contact with air.
"Pavilion Master Lan didn't say anything because I said it was the prince's request," she replied.
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