Chapter 4523: 4523
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Zhuang Xiaoyu put away the remaining bottles of fruit wine, but put the bottle of fruit wine mixed with poison on the round table in the house.
She sat at the table, her hands clasped tightly, her palms full of sweat.
But in my heart, it's like suffering in an oil pan
The man she wanted to poison was her husband, the father of her children, the high priest of the people of the whole moon city, and the enemy who killed her father, brother and friend.
She asked herself that she had never done anything harmful in her life. Why did it end like this?
Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at the wine bottle on the table and was on pins and needles.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's favorite dishes were served like running water. Qin Wuyan didn't arrive yet. Zhuang Xiaoyu asked, "where's the high priest?"
The servant whispered, "in the study, the slave will go and invite the high priest."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded lightly.
Qin Wuyan heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu sent someone to invite him to lunch. His frozen heart was like being brushed by the warm wind. He immediately threw away his pen, stood up and went out.
Before crossing the threshold, Zhuang Qingyun pushed the door in and blocked him in the study.
"Madam went to Xue Zhong's bedroom in the morning and sorted out Xue Lao's relics..."
Qin Wuyan nodded: "doctor Zhong is Xiaoyu's mother's person, and he can be regarded as half of Xiaoyu's elders. So he went. Xiaoyu will inevitably be sad..."
Before Qin Wuyan finished, Zhuang Qingyun interrupted him: "I've ordered someone to register Dr. Zhong's relics. If you lose a bottle of venom, three drops can be fatal
This liquid medicine is too toxic. I don't know when Mr. Xue made it... "
Qin Wuyan's face gradually changed, and the joy was replaced by pale.
Zhuang Qingyun said again, "Madam hates you to the bone. Most of the venom is in madam's hand. You're speechless. You're a smart man. You should understand what I mean."
Qin Wuyan: "
Zhuang Xiaoyu waited for a long time until the food on the table was almost empty of waste heat. Qin Wuyan came late.
The moment the man pushed the door in, there was a chill. Zhuang Xiaoyu looked up and saw Qin Wuyan wearing a new dress. He was very handsome. He strode in and sat down opposite her.
The sun is shining outside, the climate is low and cold, and there are charcoal pots burning inside, warm and clean.
Qin Wuyan glanced at the wine bottle on the table, took a cup and put it in front of her and himself. He smiled with a warm face. The love in his eyes was as thick as ink, and he wanted to flow out.
He took a chopstick dish and put it into her bowl. "Xiaoyu, it seems that we haven't eaten together for a long time. It's rare that you have such a good interest today. I'm also very happy for my husband."
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't take chopsticks, but he just looked at the man in front of him carefully. His eyebrows were like ink paintings, his temples were like knives, and he was still handsome like nine gods, not like mortals.
Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to touch his face, but he restrained himself. He just opened the topic in a low voice: "this dress is very beautiful. It seems that you have never worn it."
Qin Wuyan looked down at his clothes, and gently stroked his belly from his sleeve, "this is what you chose for me in the clothing store."
Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart is scattered: "really, I don't remember a lot of things in the past."
Qin Wuyan's hand stretched out from the table and gripped her finger: "Xiaoyu, I've never forgotten your kindness to me before."
Her palms were covered with sticky cold sweat. Her hands seemed to have been immersed in ice water, and she was almost unconscious.
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Zhuang Xiaoyu put away the remaining bottles of fruit wine, but put the bottle of fruit wine mixed with poison on the round table in the house.
She sat at the table, her hands clasped tightly, her palms full of sweat.
But in my heart, it's like suffering in an oil pan
The man she wanted to poison was her husband, the father of her children, the high priest of the people of the whole moon city, and the enemy who killed her father, brother and friend.
She asked herself that she had never done anything harmful in her life. Why did it end like this?
Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at the wine bottle on the table and was on pins and needles.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's favorite dishes were served like running water. Qin Wuyan didn't arrive yet. Zhuang Xiaoyu asked, "where's the high priest?"
The servant whispered, "in the study, the slave will go and invite the high priest."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded lightly.
Qin Wuyan heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu sent someone to invite him to lunch. His frozen heart was like being brushed by the warm wind. He immediately threw away his pen, stood up and went out.
Before crossing the threshold, Zhuang Qingyun pushed the door in and blocked him in the study.
"Madam went to Xue Zhong's bedroom in the morning and sorted out Xue Lao's relics..."
Qin Wuyan nodded: "doctor Zhong is Xiaoyu's mother's person, and he can be regarded as half of Xiaoyu's elders. So he went. Xiaoyu will inevitably be sad..."
Before Qin Wuyan finished, Zhuang Qingyun interrupted him: "I've ordered someone to register Dr. Zhong's relics. If you lose a bottle of venom, three drops can be fatal
This liquid medicine is too toxic. I don't know when Mr. Xue made it... "
Qin Wuyan's face gradually changed, and the joy was replaced by pale.
Zhuang Qingyun said again, "Madam hates you to the bone. Most of the venom is in madam's hand. You're speechless. You're a smart man. You should understand what I mean."
Qin Wuyan: "
Zhuang Xiaoyu waited for a long time until the food on the table was almost empty of waste heat. Qin Wuyan came late.
The moment the man pushed the door in, there was a chill. Zhuang Xiaoyu looked up and saw Qin Wuyan wearing a new dress. He was very handsome. He strode in and sat down opposite her.
The sun is shining outside, the climate is low and cold, and there are charcoal pots burning inside, warm and clean.
Qin Wuyan glanced at the wine bottle on the table, took a cup and put it in front of her and himself. He smiled with a warm face. The love in his eyes was as thick as ink, and he wanted to flow out.
He took a chopstick dish and put it into her bowl. "Xiaoyu, it seems that we haven't eaten together for a long time. It's rare that you have such a good interest today. I'm also very happy for my husband."
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't take chopsticks, but he just looked at the man in front of him carefully. His eyebrows were like ink paintings, his temples were like knives, and he was still handsome like nine gods, not like mortals.
Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to touch his face, but he restrained himself. He just opened the topic in a low voice: "this dress is very beautiful. It seems that you have never worn it."
Qin Wuyan looked down at his clothes, and gently stroked his belly from his sleeve, "this is what you chose for me in the clothing store."
Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart is scattered: "really, I don't remember a lot of things in the past."
Qin Wuyan's hand stretched out from the table and gripped her finger: "Xiaoyu, I've never forgotten your kindness to me before."
Her palms were covered with sticky cold sweat. Her hands seemed to have been immersed in ice water, and she was almost unconscious.
Zhuang Xiaoyu put away the remaining bottles of fruit wine, but put the bottle of fruit wine mixed with poison on the round table in the house.She sat at the table, her hands clasped tightly, her palms full of sweat.But in my heart, it's like suffering in an oil panThe man she wanted to poison was her husband, the father of her children, the high priest of the people of the whole moon city, and the enemy who killed her father, brother and friend.She asked herself that she had never done anything harmful in her life. Why did it end like this?Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at the wine bottle on the table and was on pins and needles.Zhuang Xiaoyu's favorite dishes were served like running water. Qin Wuyan didn't arrive yet. Zhuang Xiaoyu asked, "where's the high priest?"The servant whispered, "in the study, the slave will go and invite the high priest."Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded lightly.Qin Wuyan heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu sent someone to invite him to lunch. His frozen heart was like being brushed by the warm wind. He immediately threw away his pen, stood up and went out.Before crossing the threshold, Zhuang Qingyun pushed the door in and blocked him in the study."Madam went to Xue Zhong's bedroom in the morning and sorted out Xue Lao's relics..."Qin Wuyan nodded: "doctor Zhong is Xiaoyu's mother's person, and he can be regarded as half of Xiaoyu's elders. So he went. Xiaoyu will inevitably be sad..."Before Qin Wuyan finished, Zhuang Qingyun interrupted him: "I've ordered someone to register Dr. Zhong's relics. If you lose a bottle of venom, three drops can be fatalThis liquid medicine is too toxic. I don't know when Mr. Xue made it... "Qin Wuyan's face gradually changed, and the joy was replaced by pale.Zhuang Qingyun said again, "Madam hates you to the bone. Most of the venom is in madam's hand. You're speechless. You're a smart man. You should understand what I mean."Qin Wuyan: "Zhuang Xiaoyu waited for a long time until the food on the table was almost empty of waste heat. Qin Wuyan came late.The moment the man pushed the door in, there was a chill. Zhuang Xiaoyu looked up and saw Qin Wuyan wearing a new dress. He was very handsome. He strode in and sat down opposite her.The sun is shining outside, the climate is low and cold, and there are charcoal pots burning inside, warm and clean.Qin Wuyan glanced at the wine bottle on the table, took a cup and put it in front of her and himself. He smiled with a warm face. The love in his eyes was as thick as ink, and he wanted to flow out.He took a chopstick dish and put it into her bowl. "Xiaoyu, it seems that we haven't eaten together for a long time. It's rare that you have such a good interest today. I'm also very happy for my husband."Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't take chopsticks, but he just looked at the man in front of him carefully. His eyebrows were like ink paintings, his temples were like knives, and he was still handsome like nine gods, not like mortals.Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to touch his face, but he restrained himself. He just opened the topic in a low voice: "this dress is very beautiful. It seems that you have never worn it."Qin Wuyan looked down at his clothes, and gently stroked his belly from his sleeve, "this is what you chose for me in the clothing store."Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart is scattered: "really, I don't remember a lot of things in the past."Qin Wuyan's hand stretched out from the table and gripped her finger: "Xiaoyu, I've never forgotten your kindness to me before."Her palms were covered with sticky cold sweat. Her hands seemed to have been immersed in ice water, and she was almost unconscious.
