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Chapter 637

"What?!" Zhan Beihan suddenly frowned, and his eyes looked at the fat box on the table like lightning.

Then he looked at Butler Zhou with cold eyes.

Zhou Bo's face changed and he hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the old slave rushed back after getting the makeup box. He had never opened the things inside!"

Uncle Zhou is an old man in the palace and has always been loyal and trusted by Zhan Beihan.

He had no reason to poison "Chen Wan".

"Bo Zhou, get up first." Zhan Beihan said calmly, then turned his eyes to look at Xiao Lingyue, and a faint suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"What you said is true?"

Xiao Lingyue covered her mouth with a wet handkerchief. When she heard this, she raised her eyes and captured the faint suspicion in the man's eyes. She said in a cold tone: "You will know by smelling it yourself!"

The man looked at her regularly and reached out to pick up the fat box on the table.

Uncle Zhou stood up and looked at the two of them in fear.

Zhan Beihan looked down at the mouth fat in his hand.

The oval box has exquisite shape, with golden silk on the outer layer and delicate white porcelain in the inner layer, which contains a ball of red semi-solidified paste, with delicate honey light on the surface, and a fragrant smell.

He sent the mouth fat box to the tip of his nose and sniffed it carefully.

The fragrance came to his nose, so sweet that it was so sweet that Zhan Beihan frowned slightly, and he was a little displeased.

But after a moment of careful smell, a vague smell of fishy smell came from the fragrance, very light, like a diluted bloody smell.

This odor is covered in the fragrance and is difficult to detect.

"You just touched it for a moment and then it smelled something wrong?" Zhan Beihan raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Lingyue.

"You forgot what I do?"

Xiao Lingyue looked at him without dodging and sneered: "Play poison in front of me, show off his awesomeness!"

Zhan Beihan didn't say anything.

Xiao Lingyue looked at him, then turned to ask Butler Zhou: "This is the concubine's makeup dowry. You took it with you. You haven't opened it on the way, right?"

Uncle Zhou nodded quickly: "Yes!"

"What did she say when she handed you the makeup?"

Xiao Lingyue narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Tell me the truth, don't mention those false ones!"

Zhan Beihan put down the fat box in his hand and looked at Butler Zhou with an expressionless face.

Zhou Bo secretly peeked at him and whispered: "When the concubine handed over the makeup box to the old slave, she did say a few unpleasant words and was reluctant to do so. But because it was the prince's order, she dared not disobey, so she took it out in the end."

"What did she look like when she handed the makeup box to you?" Xiao Lingyue asked again.

"It's what the old slave looks like when he brought it over!" Zhou Bo said hurriedly, "I know that this thing is precious and is the beloved thing of the concubine, so I dare not touch it too much."

Xiao Lingyue curled her lips sarcastically: "When the makeup box was sent over, the outer cover was covered well, and the things inside were arranged neatly. Moreover, I was holding the top-level powder box."

She looked at Zhan Beihan and said, "You are watching me take it!"

In other words, under Zhan Beihan's nose, neither she nor Butler Zhou had the chance to poison him.

Zhan Beihan frowned: "What do you want to say?"

Xiao Lingyue looked at him and asked, "Your concubine poisoned me, what are you going to do about this?"

Zhan Beihan: "The matter has not been found out yet."

"How else do you need to be clear?" Xiao Lingyue asked back, "The makeup box was brought by Mr. Zhou himself. No one else took over during the process, and Mr. Zhou also said that he had never opened it.

As for me, you have been sitting next to me and I have no chance to frame me!

Since it is not me, it is not Mr. Zhou.

Then, where did the poison in the mouth fat box come from? Did it fall from the sky?"
Chapter completed!