"good."

Qi Wujie was shocked, "When will your second brother be poisoned?"

Xiao Zhiyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "About a month ago."

A month ago?

But didn’t the poisonous insects die as early as last year?

"Who made the poison?"

"I don't know him, let him run away."

Qi Wujie clenched his fists, "Tell me clearly, don't force me to ask one by one!"

Xiao Zhiyu was also frightened by Qi Wujie's madman behavior. He touched his back, which was already numb. "A month ago, my second brother and I were having dinner in a restaurant in our southern border. I accidentally heard a man at the table next to him openly insulting my elder brother, so my second brother argued a few times."

"When I left, my second brother was hit by that man. I didn't care at first, but after I got home, my second brother began to twitch all over. The imperial doctor came to see him and said he had been hit by the Yellow Spring Curse. He followed him all the way and then found Tianchen's capital."

"Yeah?"

Qi Wujie looked him up and down, "Then what have you found?"

Xiao Zhiyu paused, as if he was hesitating whether to tell the truth, but as soon as he met Qi Wujie's warning eyes, he was deflated again, swallowed in fear, and said honestly: "As soon as this man came to the capital, he was like a fish entering the water, and there was no trace of it."

Qi Wujie stared at Xiao Zhiyu for a long time and didn't say anything. Just when Xiao Zhiyu was about to say something, the scrutiny in Qi Wujie's eyes suddenly disappeared and he said lightly: "Get out after the shower is over in a while."

Xiao Zhiyu was a little surprised, “Is this gone?

You don't ask anything else?"

"What does it have to do with my Tianchen when your prince in the southern border have been poisoned?"

Qi Wujie looked away with disdain.

"Oh, that's right, I'm afraid you're hoping that our southern border will be in chaos."

Xiao Zhiyu's expression was complicated, but he soon returned to his usual simplicity. He stood up and looked at the room. The more he looked, the more he disliked him. "The prince's taste has always been single, and he liked the black black. Why are the rooms in the mansion so fancy? Especially the dark red curtain embroidered with gold thread, the more he looked, the more he looked like the preference of the young man Chu!"

"This guest room was arranged according to her preferences. What's the problem?"

"No problem, no problem!"

Xiao Zhiyu slowly walked to the large carved cabinet made of golden nanmu and slowly opened the cabinet. He saw rows of clothes of different colors hanging inside.

He grabbed a scarlet robe, took out the clothes, touched the material of the clothes, and looked at the patterns on his head, and couldn't help but exclaim, "This clothes are good, the patterns on his head are gorgeous, and the embroidery is also very complicated, so he can barely match the identity of this prince!"

As he said this, he turned around and looked at Qi Wujie, "Prince, can I get out in this dress after taking a shower?"

Qi Wujie walked forward, took the clothes back from his hand, patted the place where Xiao Zhiyu had just touched, then put the clothes back in place, threatening sinisterly: "If you dare to touch the things here again, I will cut off your hand!"

His tone was very plain, so dull that he seemed to be saying that the weather is good today, but Xiao Zhiyu knew that he was definitely not kidding himself. If he moved again, he would really cut off his hand!
Chapter completed!