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Wen Yi had been using the antidote on her for a few days, but seeing that her face was still pale and that there was even a faint trace of black Qi between her brows, Song Yunqian ordered Zhuge Ming to take her pulse.

When Zhuge Ming came to the Duke Palace to check Wen Yi's pulse, he frowned as he checked her pulse. In the end, he released Wen Yi's hand and asked: "What have you eaten in the past two days?"

Song Yunqian saw that he looked serious and asked worriedly: Did you clear the poison?

Zhuge Ming said: "Not only did it not get cleaned up, it got worse. I believe that the dosage has been increased by a bit, which is why her complexion did not look good."

Wen Yi was stunned, "I've been eating very carefully during this time, I've used silver needles to check every single one of them, they're non-toxic."

"Are you sure you've tried all of them?" Zhuge Ming stared at her and said, "Think about it carefully, what other things have you eaten but not tested?"

Wen Yi frowned for a moment, then said: "Except for the snacks I ate at Ke Er's place."

Song Yunqian was startled, and then said: "It can't be Ke Er."

Wen Yi also said: "I also think that it's impossible for it to be Ke Er."

Zhuge Ming said: "I also believe that it's not her. Wen Yi saved her and she sees Wen Yi as her savior. She would never poison Wen Yi. But for the sake of caution, it would be better to test it out. If you go to Ke Er's place every day, would you eat the snacks she makes everyday? "

"Yes!" Wen Yi said.

Song Yunqian frowned, "If that's the case, then we really should try it out!"

One of these days, Wen Yi and Zhuge Ming were checking Ke Er's pulse. When he saw the dim sum on the table, he asked: "Why did you prepare so many? You can't eat these things yet. "

Ke Er said with a smile: "I prepared it for big sister."

Zhuge Ming said: "Oh, you still have that kind of filial piety! Can you give me some too? "

Ke Er laughed: "You make me sound so petty, eat, eat, but after I'm done, you guys have to prepare a big table of food for me."

"Gluttonous!" She looked at Ke Er, unable to believe that this lady with a smile like a flower would poison her no matter what.

Zhuge Ming picked up a piece of white meat and placed it in his mouth. After eating two bites, he spat it out and Ke Er looked at him in shock, "What? You don't like it? "

Zhuge Ming raised his head and examined her with his eyes as he slowly said: "These pastries are poisonous!"

Wen Yi's face suddenly turned white, "What did you say?"

Ke Er's face also changed, "You said these pastries are poisonous?" She picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece and nibbled on it gently. Then, she spat it out, her face turning pale. "That's right, it's poisonous!"

Song Yunqian slowly walked in from the door. He stared at Ke Er with a complicated gaze and said, "This king actually doesn't remember that this junior sister of this king is an expert in the use of poison."

Ke Er raised her head and looked at him in shock, her expression becoming more and more solemn, a wronged and teary light shining in her eyes, "You suspect that I poisoned it?"

Song Yunqian said coldly: "Wen Yi has already been poisoned for a few days, among all the food she eats, the test is non-toxic, and every time she comes to your place, she eats your pastries. Now that the test shows that your pastries are poisonous, you make this king not doubt you?"

Ke Er was about to cry. She stood up in anger and said angrily: "If I poisoned the food, would I have poisoned the pastries? Besides, if I really wanted to poison someone, no one would be able to detect it. You would also say that I am a poison master, and this kind of woman from the Western Regions is the most unworthy.

Song Yunqian said in a stern voice, "If it wasn't for you, why would it be found within your pastries?"

Ke Er was really sad now. Tears of grievance continued to fall from hshe eyes as she hatefully said: "Fine, even if I had cured the poison, I wanted to kill my savior. Kill me and avenge my sister." As she finished, he turned her head and saw a small dagger on the makeup table. She rushed towards the dagger and was about to stab herself in the chest.

When Song Yunqian and Zhuge Ming saw her pouncing towards them, they thought that she was going to do something. So he didn't stop her. He just stared at her, and by the time he saw her point the dagger at his chest, it was too late.

However, when Wen Yi saw her pounce towards him like that, her heart suddenly sank. She felt that something was going to happen, and immediately rushed towards her, and her figure, almost in a second, appeared in front of Ke Er. She didn't care why she was so fast, and took advantage of the moment when Ke Er was stunned to grab her dagger.

Wen Yi gripped the dagger tightly, she was panicking even more, if she was even a step slower, Ke Er would have died. She lowered her head to find that her hand was actually gripping the hilt of the blade. Due to her exertion, the blade was already deep into her hand, and she did not feel any pain. She only saw blood dripping down one drop at a time, staining the white cloud stone floor red.

Ke Er held her hands, and was so anxious that he cried, "Oh my god, it's bleeding, does it hurt? Does it hurt? " Did she ask about the pain? Furthermore, she took out a handkerchief from her bosom to bandage Wen Yi's wounds, and while doing so, she stamped her feet, "Why do you care about what I do? Just let me die. In any case, I'm the one who poisoned you, so be it. You're hurting yourself and calling me … To make others feel heartache. "

Seeing her so worried for herself, the doubt in her heart had long since disappeared. She smiled: "I believe that you won't poison me."

Ke Er hatefully replied: What's the use of believing me? You've been with me for a few days, how do you know how bad my people are? "I've been together with him for almost ten years, and the moment she came here, he already decided that I was the one who poisoned him. That's the one who truly understands me."

The person she was referring to, was naturally Song Yunqian.

Song Yunqian walked over, grabbed Wen Yi's hand, and said with a frown: "It's bleeding so much, is it not painful at all?"

Wen Yi shook her head, "No!"

Song Yunqian's heart had been sinking down to an unfathomable depth, to the point where he couldn't even hear a sound. He extended his hand to wipe the dark red blood on her hand, shook his head, and said with a pale face: "Such a big wound, how could I not feel pain?"

Wen Yi knew what he was worried about and kept quiet.

On the other hand, Ke Er saw the two's strange expressions, and said: "Wouldn't it be fine if it doesn't hurt? Why did it hurt? How painful is it? "

Song Yunqian looked up at her, "Are you still afraid of pain? If you're afraid of pain, then don't touch the blade. Fortunately, nothing good happened. Otherwise, how can This King live up to Master's dying request? "

Ke Er snorted, and turned her head!

Song Yunqian knew that she was angry, and said softly: "Alright, it's senior brother who is in the wrong. I shouldn't have suspected you like this."

Ke Er then said coldly: "In your heart, am I such an ungrateful person? No matter what, elder sister saved me. Even if she didn't, I have no enmity with her, so why should I poison her? Everyone says that the Ning an report is the most intelligent, and from my point of view, he is just a stupid pig. "

Zhuge Ming also came over to smooth things over, "How is that a stupid pig? He's a dog now, and your sister has a dog named Cinderhead. "

Ke Er burst out laughing, looked at Wen Yi and said, "Elder sister, you sure are damaging yourself."

Wen Yi looked at Ke Er, baffled, "How? What happened to the charcoal? "

Zhuge Ming slapped his forehead, and laughed: "I say, she probably doesn't know that our Prince's nickname is Yan Tou!"

Song Yunqian was expressionless. He glanced at Zhuge Ming indifferently and said: "You talk too much!"

Wen Yi also laughed, "I really didn't know that his nickname was' Charcoal ', no wonder you were so angry after hearing Zhu Fangyuan's words. So you were the same as Charcoal, also known as' Charcoal '!"

"It's not too late for you to know now, but you're not allowed to let that stupid dog make charcoal in the future!" Song Yunqian said lightly.

Wen Yi laughed: "Why do you have to change your mind? I feel that there's some fate between you and Charcoal. "From now on, you will call it Big Charcoal and it will be called Small Charcoal. Then, it's decided!"

"Pleasure your head!" Song Yunqian hit her head, turned and said to Zhuge Ming: "Help her bandage her wound again, Ke Er's handkerchief is used to wipe her mucus, no one knows how much dirt is on it."

Ke Er flushed red and said angrily: "You're the one wiping your nose, you're disgusting!" With that, she stomped her feet and looked at Wen Yi, "Elder sister, are you letting him bully me like this?"

Wen Yi coaxed: "Alright, in a while let's make him kneel on the washboard, tell him to not hide anything."

Ke Er glared at Song Yunqian, "Kneeling on the washboard is too cheap, if you ask me, I would say that I should kneel on the back seat." The tiger stool was a type of torture tool. A single stool was filled with densely packed nails.

"You're really vicious!" Song Yunqian said as he clicked his tongue.

"This is how vicious I am. In your heart, I'm such a vicious person anyway." Ke Er said, her eyes turning red again.

Zhuge Ming helped to rebandage Wen Yi's wound, upon hearing Ke Er's words, he raised his head and asked: "Your pastries, were they made by the people in your house or by your life's chef?"

Ke Er shook her head, "I don't know about that!"

Song Yunqian called the maid who served Ke Er in and asked: "Who was in charge of bringing the pastries up here?"

A maid called Cai Ling came out and said, "Reporting to Your Highness, all the pastries were personally made by this servant."

"You did it? Is there anyone else? " Song Yunqian asked.

Cai Ling replied, "No, this servant did it all by herself. This servant's house once had a heart shop, and this servant is proficient in all kinds of pastries. I don't need the help of others for such small jobs."

Song Yunqian suddenly asked in a stern and furious voice, "Why did you poison it?"

Cai Ling was so scared that her face turned white. She kneeled on the ground and said, "Your highness, your servant didn't poison you, your servant didn't poison you!"

Ke Er said in a stern voice, "You didn't poison it? Then why are these pastries poisonous? "You said that from the very beginning, these pastries were all handled by you and no one else had access to them. If it wasn't you who poisoned them, who else could it be?"

Cai Ling was so scared that she was tearing up. She crawled on the ground, her body trembling like a sieve. "Damn it, Miss, this servant really didn't poison it!" She suddenly raised her head and said, "Also, this servant has also eaten these pastries. They are not poisonous, ah … When they were cooked, this servant has already tried them all. Almost every day, this servant has eaten one. If it was poisonous, would I dare to eat it myself?"

Zhuge Ming went forward to pull Cai Ling up, held her pulse, and examined her eyes and tongue. Then, he looked back at Song Yunqian and said in a deep voice: "She was also poisoned!"

Cai Ling was shocked, "Your servant was also poisoned?" Will this servant die? " She burst into tears.

Zhuge Ming said: "Don't worry, this poison is not overbearing. You being poisoned is just a matter of a few days. I will prescribe some medicine for you.

Then, Cai Ling stopped her crying, and looked up at Ke Er, "Miss, you must believe this servant, this servant really did not poison you!"

Wen Yi also said, "It shouldn't be her that poisoned them, because before I ate these pastries, I was already poisoned."