Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

The red man twisted his waist and stood beside Ming Zhidu, who was sitting upright, and replied with a smile: "My lord, you love me so much? Manager Meng has worked hard for you for so many years, who would have thought that he could steal my concubine?" What about Shushenghua? Although his actions were aimed at targeting me, it actually provoked the man from Shangjing to directly send imperial troops to the East China Sea to force you to hand over me! Doesn't this move sell you out? No matter what , the crime of murdering the imperial official should not be placed on you."

"Oh? Really? Do you think so too?" Ming Zhidu raised his eyes and looked at Kang Youkui's charming face, "It's just, Youkui, I don't understand something, can you explain it to me?"

"Why are you so polite to me, Your Majesty? If you have any questions, just ask."

"When did you buy the Flower of Silence? I don't even know about this, how could Meng Zaishi know about it?" Ming Zhidu's sharp eyes like an eagle turned slightly, and a sinister aura passed through him. Na Yazheng's face was full of calculations.

Kang Youkui's posing movements paused. For just that second, it was almost imperceptible, but it did not escape Ming Zhidu's eyes.

"I really don't know what the prince is asking. But Manager Meng has always been suspicious, especially about the rudder that I am in charge of. Maybe he found out about it by investigating me?" Kang Youkui frowned like a hill, "Wait until the Northeast It’s something that happened in the Three Cities, why don’t you ask it yourself?”

"Kang Youkui." Ming Zhidu called out her full name with a smile, but the smile obviously didn't reach his eyes, "I won't do it next time."

These last four words made Kang Youkui freeze up in fright. Before she could react, she fell to her knees. She lowered her body, knowing clearly that there would be no good results if she continued to deal with the person in front of her, so she half-explained and half-begged for mercy. : "It's me who has replaced the poison that Manager Meng took away with the poison of silence! Please spare my life! Seeing that he travels a lot these days, I am afraid that he will accumulate too many achievements and win your favor." ...You also know that I come from a humble background, and I owe everything to you, Your Majesty, for what I have achieved. I really didn’t know that he was going to use this poison to destroy the entire family of the Shi family! I just wanted to replace his poison with The mute medicine will add some obstacles to his execution of the mission, and also block his heart! In order to repay his old personal grudges for running against me in the East China Sea every day! Heaven and earth are clear lessons! I have no intention of harming you, the prince! "

Without waiting for Ming Zhidu's reply, the crow-green figure walked slowly from the courtyard to the front of the hall, and held his hands in his hands: "I have met the prince."

Kang Youkui looked at her as if he had seen a savior. He turned his head and pointed his eyes at Wen Ting'er to say a few good words for him.

Wen Ting'er caught her gaze, but seemed not to notice it. She asked calmly: "I wonder why the prince called me?"

Ming Zhidu was not in a hurry to answer, "Youkui, you should get up first. I didn't say anything, why did you kneel down? Go and make a pot of tea. Come back and tell Master Wen about the new news you got."

The tight string on Kang Youkui's back finally loosened. She forced herself to smile and responded. She quickly went to the back room to make tea. The sea breeze blew through her thin gauze and made her shiver all over. To his surprise, he was breaking out in a cold sweat!

The eyes of Ming Zhidu and Wen Ting'er intersected in mid-air. One was sinister and the other was determined and ruthless. The former raised a smile first and greeted: "Master Wen family, sit down. I have called you here. Naturally, there is something I want to tell you. you."

Wen Ting'er frowned but paced and sat on a side seat, "What's the matter?"

Ming Zhidu considered his words, "What kind of person is your third sister?"

As soon as this title came out, Wen Ting'er became cautious for a moment. She couldn't help but hold the poison bag in her sleeve, but she heard Ming Zhidu remind her: "I have no ill intentions. You'd better not do stupid things. Poison is not right." It’s useful to everyone.”

The girl in the crow-blue dress felt her heart tighten, and she had a charming smile on her face that was not inferior to that of Kang Youkui: "Now that I am the prince's staff, why would I use poison on the prince? It's just that this poison bag is in the way. I'll change my position. That's all." Ming Zhidu chuckled twice, obviously not believing it, but he did not dwell on such trivial matters. He went straight to the point again and said: "I want to ask, if your third sister had a brother who suddenly encountered a misfortune, what would she do? How to do it?"

Wen Ting'er's thoughts changed, "Yin Luo has no brother. She is the only daughter in the family. The prince is too worried."

"No, no, no, I am right." Ming Zhidu raised a smile as if he was sure of victory, "When we were in Lingzhou, your third sister's mother's friend told me personally that your third sister, originally There is also an older brother who likes to wear purple clothes and has an unruly temperament."

Somehow, Wan Ruotan's wantonly smiling, frivolous and frowning face suddenly appeared in Wen Ting'er's mind, and she was slightly startled.

"Since the head of the Wen family came to the East China Sea, the information available to him must be somewhat limited, right? I'm afraid you still don't know that Wan Ruotan, the Marquis of Hongying in Northern Liao Dynasty, was killed in Fangshan. His life and death are unknown now, and even his traces can't be found. It's very possible that It was eaten by a wolf."

Ming Zhiwa observed Wen Ting'er's expression as he spoke. As expected, Wen Ting'er frowned and asked the next question: "Do you want me to save Lord Hongying?"

"Do you want to save him? That's your third sister's biological brother. I heard that your third sister treats you well?" Ming Zhidu still had a sense of temptation in his words.

"I don't want to." Wen Ting'er guessed his intention, and she thought, "The rumors in the world are true, but Yin Luo is really not good to me. She is closest to Yu Ruyi from Shangtianjian, and then Meng Qing Yue, to her, I am just a doctor who comes and goes at a moment's notice. Why should I risk my life to save her brother?"

Obviously, Ming Zhidu didn't expect her to say that. He closed his eyes as if he had realized something. Could it be that the information he received was wrong? Is this Wen family's Gu girl really born with a cold heart? She doesn't care at all about Chang Lin Liuzi's feelings? Gee, this is difficult.

Wen Ting'er saw Ming Zhidu in a trance, thought for a while, and then asked: "According to what the prince meant, isn't Yin Luo a bloodline of the Northern Liao royal family? She has always been arrogant and disgusting, but it is because of her bloodline. This one?"

Upon hearing this, Ming Zhidu looked at her and asked instead of answering: "I wonder what will happen to someone as proud as her after learning this news?"

Wen Ting'er smiled and said nothing, but there was a vague premonition in his heart.

Just at this time, Kang Youkui walked in with hot tea. She filled a cup for Ming Zhidu and Wen Ting'er respectively, and said with a smile: "This is the new Yufeng peony from Houzhou this year, one of the best." Here’s the delicious scented tea, I heard it was only used as tribute by the Imperial Ancestral Temple of the Northern Liao Dynasty.”

Wen Ting'er's eyebrows jumped, and she was a little unsure of what kind of double act the master and servant in front of her were singing.

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