Su Ruotang was holding a porcelain plate, with no emotion on his face, "Why is there no hope?"
Mo Ronyan replied casually: "Nothing."
Immediately, his eyes fell on the porcelain plate in Su Ruotang's hand, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
When Xing Nanye heard his voice, the coldness in the fox's eyes disappeared.
He leaned against the edge of the tub, raising his hand to rest on his forehead.
He chased Guan Mo Rongyan and called him daddy, and competed with Su Ruotang for favor?
Still can't win every time?
The more Xing Nanye thought about it, the more outrageous it became.
His long eyelashes drooped to cover the embarrassment in his eyes, and he murmured to himself, "What does this mean..."
The eldest grandson of Emperor Xingming, who is extremely charming and intelligent, has doubts about life for the first time.
He thought, this tub is not deep, but it is not shallow either.
I should be able to drown him...
Su Ruotang placed the porcelain plate in his hand on the table in front of Mo Rongyan.
Seeing Mo Ronyan leaning back, she gave him a disgusted look.
With a graceful figure, she moved lightly in front of Xing Nanye with lotus steps, and smiled so much that her branches trembled, "It's almost dawn, do you still need me to put you to sleep?"
Xing Nanye: "..."
He opened a slit between his fingers and stared at Su Ruotang through the slit.
Those twinkling, feminine fox eyes were filled with anger, accusation, and grievance...
Not a word was spoken.
But it makes people feel distressed easily.
"Tsk, tsk, it's really beautiful."
"It's a pity that this princess doesn't like your type."
Mo Ronyan raised his eyebrows: "Call me daddy, and daddy will give you something delicious."
Xing Nanye gave him a cold look.
The soft and sinister fox eyes are full of murderous intent.
Mo Ronyan ignored it and raised his chin at the porcelain plate on the table, "The meal prepared for you by the imperial concubine of this palace."
Xing Nanye looked at the dark, unknown thing and refused without hesitation, "I won't eat it."
Su Ruotang slowly took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, shook it, and smiled enchantingly, "Do you recognize it?"
Xing Nanye saw the words on the paper clearly, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
Another contract signed during dementia.
As long as Su Ruotang cooks the food, he will eat it without objection.
Killing intent surged in his heart.
Su Ruotang narrowed his eyes: "It is said that the eldest grandson of Emperor Xingming, Yinuo, has a daughter, is he trying to destroy his reputation?"
Xingnan Ye Dingding looked at the piece of paper for a moment and closed his eyes tightly.
He couldn't bring himself to kill her.
Su Ruotang smiled openly: "Xing Nanye, try my craftsmanship."
Mo Ronyan held the plate cooperatively, picked up a piece kindly, and fed it to Xing Nanye's lips, "Here, let me feed you."
Xing Nanye's charming fox eyes were filled with sullenness, but there was a sense of sinister charm.
Red lips, snow-skinned skin, black hair and long eyelashes, graceful and charming.
However, his beautiful facial features were extremely stiff under the indescribable taste of dark cooking.
Between the nostrils, there is a feeling of fuzzy, burnt, and bitter...
Various smells that erode the sense of smell go straight to the nose.
It simply made him doubt his life.
"What is this?" Xing Nanye tilted his head and asked with difficulty.
Mo Rongyan smiled elegantly: "Madam, what is this?"
Su Ruotang's red lips parted slightly, and she faintly uttered two words, "Roast chicken."
Xing Nanye looked suspicious of life: "Is this roast chicken? Are you sure it's not coal?"
As black as the starry sky at night.
His beautiful brows furrowed tightly, he raised his eyes to look at Su Ruotang, and continued to ask, "Do you want to poison me to death?"
Su Ruotang sneered: "You are not worthy of my wasting so much thought. Do you want to eat or not?"
Facing the evil forces, Xing Nanye wanted to forcefully say no.
But when he met Su Ruotang's gleaming eyes, he turned his head and opened his mouth unexpectedly.
The next moment, his eyes suddenly widened and he opened his mouth.
Mo Ronyan, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed his jaw and forced him to swallow.
Xing Nanye's eyes widened, and his whole body was completely broken.
Mo Rongyan smiled lightly: "Isn't the food made by the third emperor's concubine delicious?"
Xing Nanye nodded subconsciously, but when he met Su Ruotang's clear eyes——
A nod instantly turned into a shake of the head.
People under the eaves have to bow their heads.
Xing Nanye found the perfect excuse for his subconscious surrender.
Su Ruotang took the chopsticks from Mo Ronyan's hand and picked up a piece of black charcoal while Xing Nanye was weak...
No, a piece of chicken was fed to Xing Nanye's mouth again, with a gentle smile on her pretty face, "If it's delicious, eat more."
Xing Nanye's feminine eyes suddenly widened.
He tilted his head with a rather sad look in his eyes, "Why don't you poison... and give it to Mo Ronyan?"
Su Ruotang kept his face straight and said, "I made this specially for you."
The fact is that she did not believe in evil and started cooking again.
Every step was followed according to the instructions of the inn chef, obviously they were put in and grilled at the same time.
The chef's fragrance is overflowing, but her face is dark.
Xing Nanye's eyes were full of doubts.
Su Ruotang narrowed his eyes.
Look at each other for a moment.
Xing Nanye opened his mouth and swallowed the black...chicken that Su Ruotang fed by himself.
He raised his eyebrows at Mo Ronyan.
Silent: She feeds me with her own hands.
The smile on Mo Ronyan's lips remained unchanged, but the color in his eyes gradually became colder.
Su Ruotang stuffed the black charcoal that looked like chicken butt into Xing Nanye's mouth, put down the chopsticks, stood up and clapped his hands.
She raised her voice and shouted toward the door, "Come in."
Ah Fu and Quan Hongying eagerly opened the door and came in when she finished her voice.
When they met Xing Nanye's soft and evil eyes, they both felt relieved.
Quan Hongying stepped forward quickly, looked at Xing Nanye's pale face, and asked worriedly: "Ye'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Xing Nanye frowned and said in a voice that sounded like a warbler's cry, "Uncle, help me up."
Back in his room, Xing Nanye couldn't bear it anymore and retched while holding the spittoon.
The ends of the porcelain white eyes were flushed with vomiting.
With watery eyes, she was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, like a peerless actress.
Every move is as gentle as water.
Quan Hongying waited for him to stop vomiting and gave him water to rinse his mouth. "Ye'er, it's the King's birthday in one month. Xing Jingxi had already gone to Dongqi Imperial City, but for some unknown reason, she went to Xingming again. The direction has gone."
Xing Nanye narrowed the ends of his eyes, filled with a sinister chill, "Tell mother that you can take action."
Xing Jingxi dared to surround and kill him.
When he returns to Xingming, he will be killed.
"In the name of mother, please invite Mo Rongyan and Su Ruotang to attend Grandpa Huang's birthday."
Quan Hongying glanced at him with a complicated expression and nodded.
After hesitating for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Ye'er, the two letters of commitment you signed when you lost your mind don't need to be counted."
Xing Nanye gathered up her silk clothes, Qingcheng's feminine brows and eyes were cold, "No need."
Quan Hongying was puzzled: "Why?"
Xing Nanye said quietly: "There seems to be a cold poison in Mo Rongyan's body."
"What?"
"Before I became comatose and lost my mind, I felt his pulse."
Quan Hongying calmed down, his eyebrows condensed, "So you want to take the two of them to Xingming and find an opportunity to diagnose Mo Ronyan's pulse again?"
Xing Nanye shook his head slowly: "No, I have to be sure before going to Xingming."
