MTL - Unforgettable Emperor’s Favor-Chapter 110 concentric

Murong Yan tilted his head, his eyes were flickering, pointing to something, and there was a certainty in his smile.

Yu Qingjia secretly glared at him, unwilling to admit defeat easily. However, after racking her brains and thinking for a long time, she almost saw a hole in her clothes, and she still couldn't guess how the poison was applied. But at this time, Murong Yan asked calmly, "Have you figured it out?"

Yu Qingjia bit her lip, she looked at Murong Yan, her little finger hooked Murong Yan's sleeve, and shook it quietly. Presuming Murong Yan didn't see it, Yu Qingjia swayed more, and quietly rubbed his head to Murong Yan's side: "Tell me first."

Yu Qingjia's ability to act like a baby is really perfect, Murong Yan seemed unmoved, but naturally held Yu Qingjia's hand instead. Now, no matter inside or outside, the Yu family has his people. As long as Murong Yan thinks about it, there is really no secret in the Yu family. Murong Yan looked at Yu Qingjia and said, "I know how Old Master Yu died, and where Yu Qingya poisoned him, but Jiajia, you should have learned this principle, coming and going is not indecent. I Tell you the answer, what do you want to exchange?"

Yu Qingjia bit her lip and said softly, "How about I make you a wishful knot hanging tassel?"

It was made by Yu Qingjia himself, Murong Yan nodded subconsciously, and suddenly thought of something: "Who else did you make it for?"

"In the past few days during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Bai Zhi and I made a new sachet to give away."

give away? Murong Yan's eyes immediately changed, and he slowly asked, "Who are they?"

Yu Qingjia raised her eyebrows and looked at Murong Yan speechlessly. Murong Yan stopped the question in Yu Qingjia's eyes, but he remembered it in his heart. As long as it was related to Yu Qingjia, he wanted to occupy it. Murong Yan quickly adjusted his direction, and continued to push forward: "You give wishful knots to other people, and I am the other person?"

Yu Qingjia was embarrassed when asked, but at the same time a little funny: "Then what?"

"I'm not the same as them." Murong Yan kissed lightly. He reached out and picked up the jade pendant on Yu Qingjia's belt. After playing with it for a while, he said, "Others have wishful knots, so how do I use them? If I want to give it, I should give it away." Concentric Knot."

Obtaining the wishful knot means auspiciousness and happiness, and giving it away during festivals is suitable for the occasion and pleasing, but the meaning of the same heart knot is quite different. Yu Qingjia's face gradually turned red, Murong Yan smiled sideways, and lightly tapped the tip of Yu Qingjia's nose: "Then it's settled."

Yu Qingjia moved her eyes away, and snorted softly: "You haven't talked about Yu Qingya and the system yet."

"What's so difficult about this." Murong Yan didn't care much, and said casually, "According to what you asked from the servant girl, Mr. Yu slept neatly before he died, but there were water marks around him. One can imagine that Mr. Yu There was a dispute with the other party, and the water was spilled during the pushing. The marks on Yu Laojun's neck, presumably the same reason."

Yu Qingjia's heart suddenly moved: "Down in the water?"

Yu Qingjia couldn't help thinking about what happened in the dream. In the dream, she was infected by the colorless and odorless poison mixed in the water. By the time she realized it was too late, she lost her breath silently, and her symptoms were exactly the same as those of Old Master Yu.

This is the knot in Yu Qingjia's heart. Anyone who knows that he will be assassinated one day, but has no way to prevent the other party from attacking him, may not be able to calm down. Could Laojun Yu's death be related to what happened in the dream? Or, the poison that poisoned her and Laojun Yu was the same medicine?

Yu Qingjia was thoughtful, but Murong Yan didn't like this feeling for some reason. He flicked Yu Qingjia's forehead with his fingers, and looked at her probingly: "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Yu Qingjia covered her forehead. Although she was talking to Murong Yan, her eyes were lowered, obviously still thinking about things in her heart. Murong Yan narrowed his eyes, and became more and more suspicious: "You have something to hide from me?"

"No." Yu Qingjia quickly shook her head. Seeing Murong Yan's apparent disbelief, she quickly threw herself on him and shook his arm, "Really not. By the way, does this medicine have any characteristics? If the medicine is mixed in water, will the toxicity dissipate later?"

"No." Murong Yan said casually but firmly, "You can do it as much as you want, if you are in doubt, tell Bai Rong to do it."

Yu Qingjia slightly raised her eyebrows: "Bai Rong? Is she yours?"

Murong Yan didn't feel ashamed or sorry about this, he was very calm: "Since you bought her, she will be yours from now on, you can rest assured. There is also Bailu, you can also use it when necessary."

"Bai Lu?" Yu Qingjia was really surprised now. She had long felt that something was wrong with Bai Rong, but she never expected that Bai Lu would also have something to do with Murong Yan. No wonder Murong Yan knew Yu Qingya's actions like the back of his hand, so it all made sense.

Yu Qingjia was thoughtful, and had many guesses about Murong Yan's identity. Under Yu Qingjia's suspicious eyes, Murong Yan was still an old god, and he didn't care about revealing his identity, but Murong Yan nodded Yu Qingjia's eyebrows, raised his eyebrows and said, "Remember your sympathy knot."

Yu Qingjia covered her forehead and glared at him unconvinced. After a while, there was an invisible "hmm".

Today is the day when Old Master Yu was buried. Old Lord Yu is of high seniority and age. After the news of her death spread, many people came to the Yu family to mourn her.

Yu Qingjia was also very tired all day long, and after the guests left one after another, she finally had time to take a rest.

The compartment is specially for the female relatives who are watching the spirit to rest, and several uncles and aunts in the next room are talking in the compartment. After Yu Qingjia sat down, the servant girl brought her hot **** tea and said, "The ground is very cold in autumn, and my lady has been kneeling all day today. Now you might as well drink a cup of hot tea to warm up your body."

Yu Qingjia nodded lightly, she stretched out her hand to pick up the teacup, lifted the lid and blew hot air, as if it was too hot, she slowly skimmed the tea foam on the water with the teacup,

An aunt in the next room saw it and said enviously, "Why does Liu Niang still have **** tea? Why don't we have it?"

Yu Qingjia put down the teacup and said with a smile: "I have been cold since I was a child, so I always have medicine to warm my body, which makes my aunt laugh."

The aunt in the next room smiled and said: "It's okay. Young girls are naturally more delicate, Liu Niang should drink tea while it's hot."

Yu Qingjia hummed, opened the teacup and blew. Just as the tea was about to be poured, a cat rushed in from outside the house. Yu Qingjia lost his grip, and immediately spilled a cup of tea on the ground.

The aunt in the next room let out a frightened "Yeah". Seeing Hao Duan's cup of hot tea spilled, she couldn't help frowning: "Where did the wild cat come from, why is it running around in the mourning hall? Come and drive it out."

The maids rushed over to chase the cat away. The wild cat licked the water stains on the ground. When it saw someone coming, it bared its fangs and purred threateningly at the maids. The wild cat arched its waist and was about to jump with all its strength, when it suddenly meowed sharply and fell to the ground without moving.

The aunt in the next room covered her nose in disdain, how much dislike in her heart, how could Yu Qingjia couldn't even hold a cup of tea firmly. She was about to command the maids, when she suddenly saw the cat kicking its legs and stopped moving, she was very startled: "What's wrong with it?"

Bai Rong protected Yu Qingjia and backed away, and said in a low voice, "It seems to be dead. It licked the water on the ground and stopped moving. The water shouldn't be poisonous, right?"