pretty little cook

Chapter 748 Another Unlucky One?
Mi Xiaowan stood up and was just about to speak, when someone beside her clutched her stomach and wailed.

Mi Xiaowan's eyebrows twitched, no, it can't be another unlucky person!

The wailing adult shouted while wailing. "This porridge is poisonous! Oh, my stomach! It hurts to death!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a gasp in the hall, poisoning?assassinate?

The emperor's expression suddenly became serious. "Come here!"

The Imperial Forest Army was already in the main hall, but at this moment they drew out their sabers around their waists and surrounded the emperor.

Mi Xiaowan and Shi Gege suddenly had a bad feeling in their hearts, and at this moment, the imperial doctor entered the hall.

The emperor ordered immediately. "Go and see if there is any poison in that bowl of rice porridge!"

The imperial doctor immediately led the order to the desk of the wailing adult, tried it with a silver needle, and the silver needle turned black, the imperial doctor sighed in his heart, under the crowd, even if he had intentions, he couldn't hide it, and bowed . "Report to the emperor, the silver needles have turned black, and the porridge is poisonous!"

"What!" The emperor's expression froze, and he pointed to the other tables and said. "Try something else!"

The imperial doctor led the order and was just about to get up, but he was interrupted by Mi Xiaowan when he didn't want to.

"You don't need to try it, other porridges are also poisonous!" Mi Xiaowan raised her hand and said with a faint smile.

Although Mi Xiaowan had a faint smile on her face, her heart was beating like a drum. In fact, she was not sure if she would succeed or not, but she knew a little bit, the one who was crying now The adults are not poisoned!The old man who was poisoned first fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth, not to mention wailing, but he didn't even make a sound of pain. Therefore, Mi Xiaowan can conclude that the poison is very powerful, so she is desperate rushed in.

"How do you know?" the emperor asked puzzled.

Mi Xiaowan smiled lightly. "Because I made this porridge!"

The emperor stared and said angrily. "You are so brave! Come on!"

With the order of the emperor, the Imperial Forest Army surrounded Mi Xiaowan again.

Mi Xiaowan pretended to be calm, leaned forward, and said. "Hold on, Your Majesty, can you allow me to say something!"

The emperor snorted coldly. "What else do you want to say? Or, you want to say who ordered you to poison the rice porridge!"

Mi Xiaowan smiled lightly. "Reporting to the emperor, this porridge can be said to be poisonous, or it can be said not to be poisonous!"

The emperor frowned.

Mi Xiaowan continued. "This porridge is a medicinal diet, and it contains two medicines that cleanse the stomach, so the silver needle will naturally turn black when rubbed!"

"Medicine?!" The emperor said doubtfully without wrinkling.

Mi Xiaowan nodded, then turned her head, scanned it once, and saw a bowl of porridge lying quietly on the table next to it without any sign of movement, so Mi Xiaowan stepped forward and raised the porcelain bowl. He took a sip, and then, seemingly unintentionally, he picked up a red pepper and put it in his mouth.

After Mi Xiaowan finished this series of actions, the emperor frowned a little, but then looked at the two adults who fell on the ground. "Then what happened to the two of them?"

As soon as the emperor said this, the imperial doctor immediately stepped forward, and first checked the Lord Wang who fell to the ground first. The pulse condition was the same, but a little weak. For an old man, such a pulse condition is justifiable. His face turned red, and he cupped his hands and said. "Reporting to the emperor, this lord just drank too much!"

(End of this chapter)