The reborn soft empress only wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 125
Wen Renyin finished his tea, turned his hand holding the cup to the side, Song Zhiyue's smile froze on his face.

"No red?"

Song Zhiyue's eyes were fixed on the cup.

There is really no red on it.

Because Wen Renyin was turning the cup while talking, as if he was appreciating it, but he didn't see any red when he turned it to the end.

A huge sense of loss instantly took over his mind.He actually let him escape, didn't he agree to give the peony cup to Wen Renyin in the small building?Why did it change again?
Unknowingly grasping the curtain, Song Zhiyue looked at the other two, who owns the peony cup?

In this case, it is impossible for her to stop it, unless she dies.

If Yan Wenmao drank the poisoned tea, Song Zhiyue would love to hear about it.If the Empress drank it...then she could only secretly say sorry.

Although Song Zhiyue hoped that the Peony Cup would be in Yan Wenmao's hands, she knew that the possibility of this was very small.

Peony national beauty... It should be the maid's impromptu idea, and it was changed to the empress.

Wen Ruyue was also staring at Luo Chuchu like her.

Because of her special status, Wen Ruyue could sit on a table closer to her. At this time, she was gleefully glancing at Luo Chuchu's direction, hoping that she would make a public embarrassment after drinking it, or she would be poisoned to death after drinking the poison.

Luo Chuchu didn't realize it, just now she was happy watching the song and dance, Wen Renyin suddenly said that he would replace wine with tea to wish her good health, then drank the tea, and finally began to comment on the teacups, creating a one-stop service .

Hearing so much from him, Yan Wenmao just smiled lightly and didn't say anything else.

It seems impolite.

Thinking of the two of them always fighting openly and secretly, Luo Chuchu decided to be the peacemaker, at least not to make the atmosphere so tense on the surface, next time Wen Renyin might need to cooperate with something, so give him a little face.

He took a plate of nuts, got up reluctantly, passed it to Wen Renyin, and said, "Aiqing, try this. I tasted it just now, and I think the taste is not bad."

Wen Renyin smiled gently, walked out of his seat politely, bowed his head slightly, reached out to take the plate, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The two handed each other, and Luo Chuchu's handkerchief loosely tied around his wrist accidentally fell apart and floated on the ground not far away.

"Oh!" Luo Chuchu stamped her feet angrily, wondering if there was any dirt on the floor.

"Aiqing, can you help pick up the handkerchief?"

When the veil fell to the ground, Song Zhiyue subconsciously glanced at it, and couldn't take her eyes away after seeing it.

This, isn't this the handkerchief she gave that little girl that day?How could it be on the Queen's wrist?
The material used for the handkerchief is not very expensive, it is not the same as the material commonly used to make handkerchiefs, the white is slightly yellowish, Song Zhiyue thinks that hibiscus flowers embroidered with this color material are more interesting.

Both the material and the pattern embroidered on it are exactly the same as the one she sent.

Listening carefully to what the Empress said, even if she was far away, she could hear a word or two clearly, it seemed to be the same voice as the little girl that night.

"..." How could it be such a coincidence?
Could it be that the man that night was Yan Wenmao?
Song Zhiyue was caught in a tangle, should she go out and stop it?Maybe the empress wouldn't drink that cup of tea at all.Didn't she let it go for a while, she didn't move at all.

Her family was in decline, and after her parents died of illness, she was reduced to Huancai Garden, and she could only talk about the rest of her life after revenge.

After staying in Huancaiyuan for so many years, she has seen many guests, but only the little girl that night moved her heart.

Watching her die just like this, is still poisoned by myself...

Song Zhiyue closed her eyes in pain.

She can't.

What did Luo Chuchu do wrong?She is not like Wen Renyin or Yan Wenmao, who will do anything to gain power and gain, and even the dogs under her are used to bullying others.

She has never done anything bad. In the final analysis, except for her well-known puppet emperor status, Luo Chuchu is just a girl with a broken family and no one to depend on.

If Luo Chuchu had never had anything to do with her, Song Zhiyue might feel guilty for a while, but she would never take any risks.But she has already bonded and intersected with her. Luo Chuchu even treasures the Supa she gave her. This is what happened in front of Song Zhiyue's eyes, and she can't pretend that she can't see it.

Birds and beasts still steal their lives, let alone people.

Song Zhiyue almost bit her lip, she didn't think of any way to remind Luo Chuchu without revealing herself.

He wanted to find a place to think calmly, but his hands only caught the curtain.

Curtain?

Song Zhiyue thought of something, and quickly looked up, only to see that the curtain was hung on the top, with the four corners hanging in four directions, playing a decorative role.

If you tear it off, wouldn't it fall on the head of the person below, and the things on the table in front of you will naturally be inedible.

It's just that, the one who tore off the curtain will definitely not be able to escape, and may even be caught by the cruel and suspicious two people.

It's a little better than the inevitable death situation of rushing directly to remind.

As long as she firmly insisted that it was an accident... she would not end up being killed.

At this time, Luo Chuchu felt that he had eaten too many nuts, and his mouth was a little dry, so he reached for the teacup again.

"Sarah—"

The cloth broke, and then the curtain hanging above fell towards the crowd, which happened to cover the top of their heads.

In an instant, Luo Chuchu was protected in Yan Wenmao's arms, and the cup that was about to be touched was knocked to the ground, and there was a crisp sound of porcelain shattering.

It's just that the sound was inconspicuous, because after the curtain fell, there were screams of men and women, loud noises of tables being overturned, and the sound of bowls and plates breaking.

"what?!"

Luo Chuchu was still in shock, looking up at the curtain above.

The curtain is made of light gauze and a layer of light cloth, covering the top like a sunset to envelop everyone.

If this is the show, the surprise would be too great.

"Guests, stay safe and don't be impatient!"

After the initial fright, the maids in the restaurant were the first to react and frantically tried to move the curtain aside.

With the help of other people, the falling curtain was removed in less than half a stick of incense, and the rest were also removed to avoid further accidents.

Luo Chuchu nestled obediently in Yan Wenmao's arms, clutching the handkerchief tightly, thinking: Fortunately, Wen Renyin helped to pick it up before then, otherwise he would have been trampled on by others, ruining Zhiyue My sister's heart.

Wen Renyin put away his usual gentle expression, fixed his eyes on one direction, and waved his hand lightly, then a strong servant grabbed a person and forcibly brought her up in front of him.

The person was a woman, wearing tacky pink clothes, with disheveled hair, crying with her head down, her body shaking, as if she was very frightened.

"Who is this?" Luo Chuchu frowned.

Why did you catch her here? Does it have anything to do with the curtain?
"Raise your head."

Wen Renyin stood in front of the woman and said calmly.

(End of this chapter)