As soon as Shui Lingyue left, the person hiding behind the flower tree ran out.

She was dressed in a light pink palace maid outfit, which was the pink peach beside Pei Jingran.

Fantao looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he quickly walked towards the house. When he was at the door, he happened to see Azhen put the box into the cabinet.

Fantao rushed in and slapped her neck with a palm. Azhen didn't even have the chance to struggle and fell down.

Fantao was very proud, raised her eyebrows, bent down and went to pick up the box held in Azhen's arms.

Unexpectedly, although Azhen was dizzy, she still held the box tightly with her hands. No matter how hard Fantao tried, she couldn't take it down.

Fantao was angry and anxious, and her face turned red. However, she didn't dare to do anything to Azhen. After all, this was in the palace. If someone died, the emperor would definitely not sit idly by, especially Azhen was Shui Lingyue's personal maid.

Fantao squatted down, and then opened Azhen's hand holding the box tightly. For a moment, Fantao's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and sweat flowed down her temples.

Finally, Fantao finally opened Azhen's fingers and looked at Azhen lying on the ground. Fantao was so angry that she stretched out her feet and kicked Azhen.

Unexpectedly, a light cough suddenly came from behind.

Fantao was shocked, and his hands holding the box trembled, almost unable to hold the box.

Fantao subconsciously looked around and saw that there was no one, so she hurriedly grabbed the door and ran away, so how could she dare to kick Azhen again?

After Fantao walked away, Shui Lingyue walked out of the corner and came to Azhen as if nothing had happened.

Shui Lingyue pinched Ah Zhen's people, Ah Zhen immediately woke up and turned around, subconsciously hugged her hands, but she felt that her hands were empty.

Azhen screamed in fear, and then she got up from the ground, with tears in her eyes, and she shouted anxiously: "Where is the box... Where is the box?"

As soon as Azhen looked up and saw Shui Lingyue, she felt even more sad. She knelt in front of Shui Lingyue with a thud, grabbed Shui Lingyue's clothes pitifully with both hands and cried, "Girl... Yes... I'm sorry, I... I've removed the box..."

After a while, Ah Zhen's face was covered with tears.

Shui Lingyue smiled and said, "It's okay, that box was originally a gift I gave to Jingmei."

"Ah?!" Azhen was confused, and raised a tearful face and said in confusion: "Girl, are you saying that the box was originally intended for Jingmei? Does the girl know that the box was stolen by someone?"

Shui Lingyue reached out to help her up and said, "Of course, I was at the corner of the wall just now, watching Jingmei's personal maid Fan Tao take the box away with her own eyes."

"Ah?!" Azhen was stunned again, frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so she asked, "Girl, why should the antidote you have worked hard to develop to that beautiful Jing?"

Shui Lingyue tapped Azhen's forehead and said, "The poison on the emperor's body must be solved by him, but this matter cannot be done by your girl, do you know?"

Azhen thought about it and said, too, the girl didn't like the emperor at all, so she didn't want to detoxify him. But after thinking about it, she felt that Shui Lingyue was at a disadvantage and said, "Girl, if you really want to sell Jing Meiren to a favor, why don't the girl send it to her in person? Why did she let her steal it? In this way, Jing Meiren thought that all the credit was her own, but she didn't know that this medicine was originally what the girl wanted to give to her."
Chapter completed!