Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 188

[Chapter 188 The Seventh Princess of the Weak Chicken Prince (5) plus 3~]

I go! My system is amazing, this should be a C-level task! Why do you think it’s a bit easy to complete!

[Host, please don’t doubt the tasks assigned to you by the system, the tasks will only become more and more difficult. The system prompts, the host must remember that while you are changing the fate of the hero, you are also changing the ending of certain stories. 】What

the system said made Luo Qingchen faintly worried. In the previous plane system, it never said anything that affected the ending. This time it said there must be some reason…

“Okay.” He nodded slightly, although his face was a little pale, but his smile was so pretty.

He did not walk side by side with her, but followed her silently. Like a knight, protecting her.

There are not many people in Tangxin Palace, they are all well-behaved maidservants.

When entering the door, one of the servant girls stepped forward and said to her: “Princess Qing, someone is looking for you in the side hall.”

Luo Qingchen frowned slightly and nodded. Turning to Chu Nanxian who was behind him, he said, “I’ll come as I go.”

“Yeah.” He looked at her clear eyes and nodded, but his dark eyes were covered with mist.

After all, she is still acting.

She also guessed that the person who came was not kind, sure enough.

“Princess Qing, this is the medicine powder that our master will give you for the next seven days. The master said that he is waiting for your good news.” The corner of Yu He’s mouth curled into a sinister smile.

Hearing this, Luo Qingchen took the medicine powder, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth and said: “Definitely.”

After Yuhe left, she put the medicine powder into her sleeve, thinking that it might be useful in the future!

After all, what she likes to do the most is to treat others in their own way! Otherwise, if you feel her pain in the past, it would be a waste of her to come to this plane.

Back in Tangxin Palace, Luo Qingchen imitated the original owner’s example and first brewed fragrant scented tea in the kitchen, put a few crabapple petals that he had just picked when he came back, and put a few spoonfuls of honey.

Although I don’t know if it tastes good or not, but it smells very fragrant.

She walked into the hall with a scented teapot, sat down beside him and said, “This is the crabapple flower I just picked, it should be delicious. Just now I heard from Nian Nian that you like sweeter tea, so I put it in.” Some honey.” As soon as she finished speaking, before

he could speak, she poured the tea and handed it to him, “Try it?”

He nodded slightly, looking at the clear and carefree eyes in front of him, feeling a pain in his heart. After she married him, she couldn’t speak three words a day, except for the tea before dinner, her eyebrows and eyes were gentler.

He knew why, after all, she wanted him to die. He is proficient in medical science and pharmacology, so how could he not know that the daily tea contained chronic poison.

It’s just that he doesn’t want to expose it.

After all, when he was dying that year, his mother and concubine took him away from the palace and went to the oldest and mysterious Junxie Pavilion.

The old pavilion master gave him the most precious anti-drug elixir to remove the highly poisonous blood gu in his body. Since then, he has been invulnerable to all poisons.

But the price is to keep his two souls and six souls, and use another mind body to become the new pavilion master of Junxie Pavilion.

Folklore: Above Jun Xie, things are exchanged for things, lives for lives. This is a place where everything can be exchanged, and the pavilion master is a mysterious and powerful existence.

Chu Beiye thought that he was weak due to the blood gu, but that was not the case.

It’s just because there is only one soul left in Chu Nanxian’s body.

“Thank you—” There was a helpless wry smile on the corner of his mouth, but he still took the cup and drank it down.

In the next second, he was stunned for a moment, and his deep eyes shone with fragments of light.

In this cup of tea, there is no chronic poison that I tasted a few days ago…

“What’s the matter, isn’t it good to drink?” Seeing him stunned, Luo Qingchen poured himself a cup of tea with a frustrated face.

She blinked lightly, took a sip, and said, “It seems like there’s too much honey…”

[Ding—add five to favorability, and thirty-five percent to complete the task. 】

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