Chapter 1580: Row thorn (8)

Chapter 1580 spurs (8)
The dark brown medicinal juice in the bowl swayed on the delicate white porcelain wall as she ran.
"Aunt, the birth medicine came." The little palace woman held the medicine bowl quickly and without fail to hand to the Grand Palace.
The Omiya woman reached out and handed it to the lips of the Queen of the State.
Seeing that the Queen of the country was about to drink, Murong Xue reached out and grabbed the medicine bowl. In the eyes of Omiya’s angry eyes, she slammed into the Queen Mother’s Road:
Don’t drink this kind of miscarriage, otherwise You really lived for three months..."
The emperor’s face changed:
What do you mean?

"I mean, this boring drug is poisonous..." If you drink it again, you will be dead.
In the latter half, Murong Xue did not say it. The female empressor of the country understood her meaning. She was stunned by the empress of the country. Her sharp eyes were like ice and arrows, and she directly shot the grandmother named her. Aunt, what is going on here?" Since she was pregnant, her diet and soup were all responsible for Wang Aunt...
Wang Auntu slammed into the ground and hurriedly said: "The sire is under the wrath, and the slaves are loyal to their sire. They are absolutely not poisoned by the sire of the sire."
"Yes!" The emperor of the country was cold and pointed to the bowl of the fetus. "What about the medicine?"
"This..." Wang Auntie stunned, half straight up the body, the breeze blew, the unique taste of the abortive medicine floated to the tip of the nose, Wang girl carefully sniffed, the faint scorpion flashed instantly: "Your Majesty, this bowl of miscarriage The medicine is not poisonous, it is not poisonous..."
Embassy on the Queen of the State: "...Really?"
Wang Aunt took a few steps forward, carefully looked at the birth-preserving medicine, and smelled the heat of the baby-preventing medicine. The solemn way: "Returning to the shackles, the slaves are guaranteed by their lives. This bowl of miscarriage medicine is not poisonous. !"
......
The emperor of the country’s emperor looked at Murong Xue with a complicated look:
Why did Shizi say that this bowl of boring drugs is poisonous?

"Because it is really poisonous." So Murong Xue told the truth that it was poisonous.
The empress of the king: "...Aunt Wang said that it is not poisonous..."
"Wang Aunt said that it is not poisonous, it is not poisonous?" Murong Xue smiled and looked at the empress of the country.
Queen of the country: "..."
Wang Auntu's medical skills are superb, and the ability to detoxify and poison is not weak. The country is better than her, and Murong Xue is the son of Xiaoyao Wangfu Ouyang Shaohao, who can make Ouyang Shaoyi's favorite woman. There must be extraordinary people, medical skills, and poisonous techniques are not weak...
Such two people have seen each other, one said that the fetus is not poisonous, one said that the fetus is poisonous, she does not know who should believe it... and so on, things can not be solved...
The empress of the king of the country is looking forward to Murong Xue: "Is it possible to prove that the birth control drug is poisonous?"
Looking at the dignified eyes of the empress of the country, Murong Xue smiled: "Of course."
In the attention of everyone, Murong Xue gently waved his hand, not far from the hurricane, the toe point, the tall body like a string of arrows, flying in one direction.
Everyone looked at him and saw that the hurricane plunged more than ten meters away. He picked up a small pig standing there and hugged it...
Plug in the national guard: "..."
Plugged in the National Palace: "..."
It seems that the guards they had put on the National Guards team had just called back, and the little wild boars dedicated to the Queen’s food... Didn’t they all go to the kitchen? How come one came here...
Murong Xue didn't know what they thought. After the hurricane held the little wild boar in front of her, she took the bowl of miscarriage medicine, squeezed the mouth of the wild boar, and poured it on...
The little wild boar is not very cooperative. Struggling in the hurricane, the bowl of fetus is only poured in for a little while, and the rest is sprinkled...
Murong Xue did not mind, throwing the empty medicine bowl back into the hands of the women in the National Palace, and the hurricane also put the small wild boar down. I don’t want to, the wild boar fell to the ground, and after two slams, the whole pig Violently shaking, a black blood flowed out of the little wild boar's mouth, nose, and ears...
(End of this chapter)