Zuo'er's face turned blue and she glared at the palace maid angrily, "What did you do?"

The palace maid was so scared that she shook her head desperately, and she was in horror. "I did nothing, really, I dare not."

Zuo'er frowned and still stared at her, not believing her words.

"It was fine just now. As soon as you came in, the lady felt uncomfortable. It was clearly because of what you did. Say, tell me, otherwise I will send you to prison."

The palace maid's body kept shaking, she started crying quietly, and shouting for justice one after another.

The scene was very chaotic.

Qingxue took a few sips of water, raised her white little face and said lightly, "I have a bad stomach and can't smell this smell. Forget it, give her the porridge."

The palace maid was stunned as if she was a wooden chicken, her face was white, and her body was shaking like fallen leaves falling from the northwest wind.

Zuo'er was still worried, but when the lady said, she naturally wanted to give her face, "You have a good time, drink it."

After not moving for a long time, she looked up strangely, and saw that the palace maid seemed to be stupid, her eyes were straight and she had no reaction. She couldn't help but feel angry, "Hey, why don't you drink?"

What, after saying a few words to her, I wanted to show off my airs?

Don't look at your identity?

She picked up the porridge bowl and approached step by step. The palace maid seemed to be frightened and retreated repeatedly.

"Stop, why retreat? I won't hit you." Zuo'er's martial arts skills are very high, and his light skills are also unique in the martial arts world. He snatched up with the palace maids and stuffed the bowl to her, "Drink quickly."

The palace maid had no choice but to hold the bowl, her hands trembled.

Zuo'er's eyes fell on her snow-white and delicate jade hand, and she was stunned for a moment, her eyes stern.

Qingxue held her head and smiled carelessly, "Why are your hands shaking? Isn't it too cold?"

The palace maid forced a smile, "I am allergic to seafood and can't drink abalone porridge. I don't have this blessing..."

Zuo'er felt more and more affirmed, her face narrowed, and she sneered sinisterly, "Just, the master's reward, don't say it's just allergies, even poisons have to be drunk."

The palace maid seemed to be scared, and loosened her hands, and the porridge bowl fell straight down, smashing it, "Bang."

She reacted very quickly and quickly gave a big gift, "I slipped my hands for a while and didn't hold them firmly. Please forgive me for your crime."

Qingxue looked at her calmly for a while, and a bright smile rose from the corner of her mouth, but her voice was as cold as ice.

"Drag out and hit the top twenty boards."

"yes."

The palace maid's face changed drastically, and her figure rushed forward quickly. A white light flashed in her hand, piercing Qingxue's heart.

"Jian Qingxue, go to die."

Qingxue had already prepared for a long time, and her figure jumped up, as fast as lightning and as light as willow leaves.

Zuo'er quickly protected her and her sword crossed.

Ruyi and Jixiang both set out their swords at the same time, with sharp moves. In just a few rounds, the palace maid was easily restrained and pressed to the ground and unable to move.

Zuo'er walked up to her, squatted down, touched her neck with his hand, and gently pulled it to reveal a familiar face.

The three of them were shocked, why was it her?

Qingxue held her chin and smiled very brightly, "Oh, it turns out it is Empress Ning Concubine. If you don't stay in Ningxin Palace, why are you here to do?"

The emperor couldn't get sick. The three ministers guarded from morning to night. Hundreds of ministers guarded outside the Qianqing Palace gate. They had different thoughts and were extremely stagnant.

Because of this, the emperor could not think of this disaster for a moment. She was so good that she disguised herself as she escaped from the bedroom and wanted to poison her to death.

It's not good to be so restless.
Chapter completed!