Chapter 467

These grays are extremely small. If you don't look carefully, you can't see them at all. Mo Huan really can't figure out what they are. Looking down, the high tip of his nose was about to touch the cake. He sniffed hard. In addition to the sweet smell, there was a very light pungent smell.

How can there be such a smell? The smell It seemed familiar, but Mo Huan couldn't remember where he had smelled it, but he was sure that such a bad smell should never appear in food.

There's a problem! Mo Huan suddenly had a shiver in his heart.

If it's something Xiaoqing added herself, it's just that. If she used the wrong thing, or someone deliberately framed It's not just uncle Zhao's family that is harmed!

Mo Huan with a restless heart, went into the palace, ignoring the housekeeper's warm and cold, also ignoring the housekeeper told him that the princess is still waiting for him, directly holding the pot of cake went to Mr. Chen there.

Mr. Chen is proficient in medicine and pharmacology. He also knows about some poisons. Let Mr. Chen have a look at them first, hoping that he will make a false alarm.

"Huan'er is back. It's rare that you know where your residence is! Eh? Why are you still holding a big pot? " When Mr. Chen saw Mo Huan coming back, he was so happy that he made fun of him and walked towards him.

Just, such a good man, how to hold such an ugly basin?

"Ah Gong..." In the face of Mr. Chen's jokes, Mo Huan didn't care. He frowned and said to Mr. Chen, "let's see. What's wrong with this cake?"

Old Mr. Chen seldom saw Mo Huan's dignified expression, so he immediately stopped playing and went to the big basin.

"You put it in my pharmacy first." Mr. Chen can't see much. He doesn't know as much about the things in the kitchen as Mo Huan does. He doesn't know what kind of food should be. But if it's medicinal materials, he knows very well.

Chen Kang saw that Shifu and Shizi entered the pharmacy together, and he also followed them.

The big cake was placed in the middle of the table. Mr. Zhao first pinched a small piece, smelled it under his nose, frowned and looked at Chen Kang: "kang'er, what do you smell that?"

Chen Kang leans forward according to his words. He is not unfamiliar with Mr. Chen. He also knows that the master must have an answer in his heart. He asked himself, not because he wanted to discuss with himself, but because he wanted to take this opportunity to test himself.

The smell Chen Kang: fragrance is fragrance, but it seems to be mixed with a strange but not strange smell. That's Looking back at Mr. Chen, I saw that he nodded slightly to himself. It seems that what master thought is the same as what he thought.

Mo Huan stares at Mr. Chen nervously and looks at Chen Kang with a clear face. From the way they looked at each other, Mo Huan saw that you know the cake is not right, and you also know what's in it. It's just Tell me quickly! Can't see my face is full of worry!

"Ah Gong..." Mo Huan didn't hold back. He began to remind us that there are still a lot of living people waiting for the answer!

"Huan'er, where did you get this?" Mr. Chen asked seriously.

As soon as Chen Kang saw it, he had nothing to do with himself. What he could learn was probably just what he had just heard, but he turned and stepped back.

He knew that next, it was likely to involve some private matters. Chen Kang didn't want to hear about it, let alone know. The life of their rich people is often not as comfortable as that of the common people.

Only Mo Huan and Mr. Chen were left in the room. Mo Huan thought about it and said, "this thing was originally for the birthday of the general's wife tomorrow. I brought it back today, but I just want to keep it in the ice cellar of our house and take it back tomorrow."

On hearing this, Mr. Chen frowned more tightly, and his old face was full of meditation.

He spent his whole life in officialdom and court. He saw too many tricks such as fighting wine and intriguing each other. He also saw a lot of tricks involving secret use of Yin, especially those involving medicine or poison.

"Huan'er, I'm afraid that the person who gives you this thing has an intention to harm you. You should be on your guard." Mr. Chen said thoughtfully.

Mo Huan is a Leng: the person who gives him something is Shen Qing. Does Shen Qing want to harm him? How is that possible?

Having known Shen Qing for such a long time, I think that I can't be more clear about who she is. Let alone let her take the initiative to harm others, she would despise teaching her how to harm others.

Her pride, her self-esteem, her kindness, decided that she could not do harm. And she has no reason to hurt herself!

General Huan said, "don't think you'll get out of the house again if you don't want to see him."

"Ah Gong, you mean it's poisonous?" When Mo Huan was in the carriage, he had this kind of feeling, but he didn't think deeply. Moreover, this thing has been in Shen Qing's yard, how can it be poisoned?

"Exactly. It's not a rare poison. Every family has it. It's rat poison. " Mr. Chen concluded that someone must have killed Mo Huan, and it didn't have to kill the old general's family, because the poison of this thing, if it was eaten by a person, and if it wasn't in large quantity, it would not kill him if it was treated in time.But because of this, so let Mo Huan back on the black pot, let him back on the charges of framing the general's family.

Who on earth is so vicious!

When Mo Huan heard that it was rodenticide, he thought it was impossible for Shen Qing to do it. Not to mention that she didn't mean to poison, even if she did, she wouldn't use rat poison, because she didn't know it at all. She can't distinguish any kind of herbal medicine. I really don't know how well she was ill before.

"Don't worry, my grandfather. I know it." Mo Huan finished, not even the pot of cake, turned out of the pharmacy.

This is the birthday present that Shen Qing will give to Aunt Zhao tomorrow. If something goes wrong now, you must tell her immediately so that she won't be caught off guard.

There is no time to go to his mother's imperial concubine again. Mo Huan pushes away Mo Bo, who stops him and persuades him to stay, and urges Bai Jin to drive back to the general's house.

When he stepped into Shen Qing's yard, Shen Qing was doing a kind of Kung Fu she had said before, called yoga.

He didn't understand that this set of Kung Fu was so quiet and almost motionless, and there were no attack moves and defensive moves. How could it be regarded as martial arts? However, seeing Xiaoqing do these movements, Mo Huan feels that they are at least enjoyable.

Shen Qing also saw Mo Huan come back, slightly a Leng, but in the heart is inexplicable happy. I thought I could only see it at dinner, but I didn't expect that it was just two cups of tea. Did he really go home? It seems that the time to go back to his own yard is just like this.