
“No.”
“Hah?” Shang Liang Yue looked at the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper noticed that he spoke too quickly, and quickly said, "Liu said that this dish is valuable, how can you taste it casually?"
After saying that, he brought a bowl, filled a small bowl, and said, "It's okay."
Shang Liang Yue raised his eyebrows. "Then this bowl ...?" He looked at the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Uncle Nineteen heard that there will be a new dish today, so he came to the private room early and waited."
Shang Liang Yue's face immediately darkened.
Goody!
I wasn't looking for you, but you came for me!
Shang Liang Yue immediately said to Ditz, "Master, go buy arsenic."
"Yes." Yeah." Turn around and go.
And everyone in the kitchen was stunned when they heard Shang Liang Yue's words.
Arsenic?
Why buy arsenic?
Shang Liang Yue looked at the shopkeeper, her eyes narrowed. "Manager Liu, don't touch this soup. I'll send it to Uncle Nineteen later."
Poison him!
The shopkeeper shivered when he saw Shang Liang Yue's narrowed eyes and danger floating within.
What happened to the owner?
It feels so scary.
Ditz returned shortly afterwards, with arsenic in his hand.
Shang Liang Yue took the arsenic directly and poured it into the fragrant Shilixiang.
Seeing this, everyone in the kitchen was shocked.
Including Ditz.
However, Shang Liang Yue directly carried Shilixiang with arsenic and climbed upstairs, leaving a group of petrochemical people in the kitchen.
What will the owner do?
The one above is uncle!
Nineteenth Uncle!
Ditz responded very quickly, immediately followed up with Shang Liang Yue, and said in a loud voice, "Young master, you can't do it!"
I can't do it?
What is impossible?
The disciple took advantage of him and slipped away early.
Sneaking around without talking, still wanting to wait to eat the dishes he made.
Dream it!
Shang Liang Yue continued walking to the private room on the second floor.
Even though he had only been there once, he had found her immediately.
Shang Liang Yue quickly stopped at the door, and Ditz was anxious.
“Young Master!”
However, Shang Liang Yue shouted as if she had not heard, “Your Majesty, the new dish is here.”
Inside Nalan Ling and Di Yu no longer played chess, but read the secret report sent by the dark guards.
The atmosphere in the private room was thick.
But after Shang Liang Yue's voice entered, the thick breath inside instantly broke, Di Yu's eyes moved slightly, he closed the secret report, and saw a figure outside the door.
And Nalan was a little confused listening to this voice.
Why does this sound familiar?
“Log.” A magnetic voice came out, and Shang Liang Yue immediately raised her foot and kicked the door open.
Very spirited.
Hearing the door open violently, Nalan was shocked.
Who, that man who was so bold as to kick at the door of the God of War?
However upon seeing the person who entered, Nalan Ling was stunned.
He was wearing a purple robe, his hair was half-bind long, and a white jade hairpin was inserted between his hair.
He was slender and not tall, but his aura was extremely strong.
Nalan Ling raised her eyebrows, she could still have a lot of aura in front of the prince, this person was really not simple.
Nalan Ling looked at Shang Liang Yue's face again, but his face was mediocre, if thrown into the market, and could be buried at a glance and never found again.
But these eyes are born well, dark and bright, their eyes big and piercing.
Suddenly, the heart shook because of these eyes.
However, how could Nalan look familiar when he saw these eyes?
He frowned and looked at Shang Liang Yue cautiously again.
When Shang Liang Yue entered, her eyes were fixed on Di Yu's face, and her eyes instantly flared.
You took advantage of me!
Shang Liang Yue squinted, walked over, placed Shilixiang on the table, and looked at Di Yu with a smile, "My master, this is a new dish developed by our restaurant, please enjoy it slowly."
And Ditz, who was following behind Shang Liang Yue, tightened his eyebrows and his face was quite dignified.
Why did the young woman poison the Prince?
Wh why?
Di Yu looked at Shang Liang Yue, and he saw the anger in his eyes clearly.
Turning his eyes, he looked at the soup in front of him.
Milk white, with wolfberry and red dates floating on it, is very selling.
But ...
Di Yu looked at the soup, which was obviously too rich, and the strangeness of its aroma, he looked at Shang Liang Yue.
Shang Liang Yue's gaze towards Di Yu did not dodge at all, and it contained a provocation.
If you want to drink the soup I made, then you should drink it!
After all, this woman has arsenic in it, see if you dare!
Di Yu looked at the provocation in Shang Liang Yue's eyes, opening his lips, "Snoon."
Shang Liang Yue thought that Di Yu would refuse.
After all, as a national-grade healer, it was impossible for him not to see that this was a highly poisonous soup.
Didn't expect he'd ask for a spoon.
This made Shang Liang Yue dumbfounded.
But soon, he answered and looked at the soup bowl.
Face blackened instantly.
He forgot to bring his spoon!
Shang Liang Yue turned around and said to Detz, "Master, I forgot to bring a spoon, go get a spoon."
Ditz's eyebrows stiffened, but he did not move.
Shang Liang I stared, "Master!" What are you waiting for? Go get the spoon!"
However, as if he did not hear Shang Liang Yue's words, Ditz pursed his lips and looked at Shang Liang Yue and then at Di Yu.
God, can't you see that this soup is poisonous?
Di Yu continued to stare at Shang Liang Yue, and after Ditz did not move, he looked at Nalan Ling, who was completely stunned at the side.
"Take the spoon."
Nalan listened to Di Yu's words, and replied, "Yes, my lord."
He walked out.
But walking outside, Nalan Ling stopped and turned to look at the closed private door.
If he guessed correctly, the man standing in the private room earlier was Shang Liang Yue.
How could Shang Liang Yue wear a human skin mask?
Moreover, the human skin mask was so detailed that he did not even recognize it. If not for the voice of the master Shang Liang Yue just now, he would still be in the dark.
Thinking of this, Nalan Ling was shocked.
This Ninth Miss is really getting curious.
In the private room, after Nalan Ling left, the atmosphere became quiet.
Di Yu looked at Shang Liang Yue, even though he was wearing a human skin mask, his expression was clear.
Her face was flushed red, and her eyebrows were sweating, she must have just cooked and overheated.
“Come and rest.” As he spoke, he picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea for Shang Liang Yue.
Shang Liangyue immediately turned her head and snorted.
A break?
Don't be so good!
Di Yu looked at his angry appearance, like an angry kitten, showing sharp claws, trying to catch people.
He got up, came to Shang Liang Yue, looked at him, "Not happy to see this uncle?"
Shang Liang Yue suddenly snorted, "My master, you are our Imperial War God, who is under one, above ten thousand people. I, Yue'er, dare not be displeased when I see your whereabouts."
He said this with a gun and a stick.
If you're really happy, it's hell.
Di Yu did not speak anymore, but his black eyes deepened as he looked at her.
And he did not speak, and now Shang Liang Yue was angry, so he would not speak anymore.
Suddenly, the room was quiet.
In this silence, Di Yu raised his hand.
Ditz's heart stiffened.
The master told me to come out.
But how am I supposed to get out?
The soup is still there, what if the master eats it?
But without waiting for Ditz to think about it, Di Yu raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were already majestic.
Ditz looked down and turned to leave.
Once Ditz left, Di Yu spoke up.
He said,