After rejecting the marriage, the head of the Qin family was crushed by me.

Chapter 114 The prince is plotting something evil
"Lan'er, you are the Minister of Punishment and the President of the Tribunal. Please tell me, what crime did this person commit? What kind of punishment should he be sentenced to?" Sheng looked at Qin Yelan.

"Qian Qingliang, the previous head of the Qian family, still denies his crimes in front of the Holy Emperor, which is to deceive the king; to humiliate the relatives of the martyrs is to be disloyal and unjust; to refuse to return the belongings of the deceased is to be greedy." Qin Yelan. He replied expressionlessly, "I shall be sentenced to death after the festival."

"Mo'er, what do you think? You are a family member of the deceased. Are you satisfied with the result?" Sheng looked at Qian Zhemian.

"The post-festival beheading is too bloody and inhumane. I have a better plan here, which can punish this person and make his sin less serious." Qianzhe Mian chuckled, "C State One of the experimental projects of the Supreme Research Institute happens to lack a living person to test the medicine. I think Qian Lao is quite suitable."

"Then I will do as you say, Lan'er. You can have him sent for a trial of medicine." The Holy Master looked at Qian Zhelian with satisfaction, and the emotion in his eyes was as joyful as the first time he discovered that his child had grown up. , "As for the rest, there's nothing to say. Fuguang, you should have a lot to talk to them about, right?"

In the audience, the prince stood up and said, "Father, I have a good eye. I do have some questions that I would like to ask the Qin family leader and Professor Qian for advice."

"In this case, you can take them to your East Palace to sit for a while." The Holy Emperor waved his hand, "Go, everyone, if you want to discuss things with the prince, you can go to the East Palace on your own after the report is over later, don't delay Just have lunch."

The prince bowed and took Qian Zhemian and Qin Yelan to the East Palace.

Along the way, the three of them did not speak. It was not until they reached the gate of the East Palace that the prince suddenly stopped and looked at Qin Yelan gently and politely: "Master Qin, you know my habits. I wonder if I can trouble you to go first." Sit down in the side hall, I want to have a private chat with Professor Qian."

The prince did have the habit of talking alone with people he met for the first time. Qin Yelan didn't think much about it. He nodded and walked to the side hall. Qianzhe Mian frowned secretly. She always felt that this prince Something is wrong, something bad is about to happen.

But this feeling of worry did not last long. What could a mere prince do to her?Could it be that her majestic number one killer couldn't defeat a helpless Prince of Lingguo?Or will she, the leader and founder of the ghost doctor sect, be drugged and succeed?

Just as he was thinking about it, the prince had already watched Qin Yelan go away. He turned back and looked at her gently: "Professor Qian, please."

Qian Zhemian nodded, raised his legs and walked in, but he was a little wary in his heart.

The prince did not get the expected "Thank you, Your Highness," and his face suddenly darkened.

It wasn't until three seconds after Qian Zhemian walked in that he straightened his expression, returned to his usual gentle and polite image, and walked into the palace gate.

"Professor Qian, allow me to introduce myself. I am the prince of Lingguo, An Fuguang." The prince showed a smile that he thought was the most charming and sunny, poured a cup of tea from the teapot on the side, and placed it in front of Qianzhe Mian. .

"Yes, I know." Qianzhe Mian replied calmly. He picked up the teacup in front of him with two fingers. With a deft movement of his fingers, he let the teacup sit in the palm of his hand. Then he brought the teacup to his mouth and sniffed it. After confirming that there was no problem, he took a sip.

In the eyes of the prince, this series of actions became "tasteful" and "knows how to taste tea." He said with a smile: "Professor Qian actually knows how to smell the tea before drinking it. It really tastes good."

Qianzhe Mian secretly cursed in his heart, the person in front of him, saying these strange words... must have some serious illness, right?

"Prince Mao Zan." Qian Zhemian's eyes gradually grew impatient, "So what do you want to talk about when you come to me today? If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

The prince raised his eyebrows: "Dare you ask Professor Qian about your age?"

"It seems that we are not familiar enough to offend each other at will." Qianzhe Mian brought the tea cup full of tea to his mouth and sniffed it out of habit.

With just one sniff, she noticed something was wrong.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the teapot in the prince's hand. Sure enough, there was a small mechanism near the bottom.

Looking at the prince pouring tea, the tea in the teapot seems to have been emptied, but the weight of the teapot does not seem to have decreased much.

In other words, there is a mechanism in this teapot.Her expression remained unchanged and she sniffed the tea again.

Hmm...why does this smell so familiar?

seem……

Under the gaze of the prince, she drank the tea expressionlessly and confirmed her judgment.

It was the waste product left after her failed experiment two years ago. Ordinary people would become confused and intoxicated after drinking it, but for her, it was useless.

Are you kidding me, playing an outdated trick like drugging in front of the ghost doctor Geist?She had gotten tired of playing with this kind of thing 800 years ago.

The prince watched her drink the cup of tea and smiled with satisfaction: "It's true that I was offended. I heard that Professor Qian has a close relationship with Continent C, but Continent C is out of reach for most officials in Lingguo. existence, I’m very curious, how did Professor Qian get in touch with State C?”

"Nothing else, it's just that I have been living in Continent C since I was seven years old." Qian Zhemian replied casually.

"I see. Next question, I just heard from my father that you are engaged to the head of the Qin family?" The prince finally asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Baby, baby." Qianzhe said concisely, his eyes becoming impatient.

"Oh~ but it looks like..."

Halfway through the speech, he was interrupted.

"The Holy One has decreed that Miss Qian be invited to have a private conversation."

The prince's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Didn't you see that Professor Qian and I have something to say? Get out!"

"But I have nothing to say to His Highness the Crown Prince." Qian Zhemian stood up and walked around the Crown Prince, "Since it is His Majesty's will, I will take the first step."

Before going out, she paused and said, "Your Highness, the tea is good. Thank you for your hospitality."

The prince was suddenly startled by her words and broke into a cold sweat. Could it be that...she found something wrong with the tea?

If she knew there was something wrong with the tea, then why could she just drink that cup of tea with an expressionless face, and why didn't she expose him on the spot?Or is she enduring it and planning to go to her father's palace to complain?

In other words, she didn't realize there was anything wrong with the tea at all, and what she just said was just a simple expression of gratitude.

For a time, countless possibilities appeared in his mind.

He was so anxious that he walked around and around the house, so that he was completely unaware that two figures entered the house behind him.

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