Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 915, besides him, who else can touch

It's just that the little guy is very defensive. It's not that easy to get useful information out of his mouth.

Long Qingzhi finally coaxed Wan Yanzhi and looked at Lu Liangwei, "Does Weiwei doubt something?"

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, "It's nothing, I think Zhi'er is also tired. You can take him to rest first. I'll talk to you later."

Long Qingzhi glanced at Long Martingale who was still silent, and had to hug Zhi'er and go out.

When the people left, Lu Hetian frowned and asked, "Do you suspect that the poison in the emperor is related to the younger generation?"

Lu Liangwei did not hide it from him, nodded, "Yes. Because last night, the emperor only had close contact with Zhier."

Ling Lihua frowned, "Do you suspect that Princess Wanyan swishes the son?"

"Yes, but it's just a suspicion. Zhi'er would not say anything." Lu Liang smiled bitterly. She didn't expect Zhi'er to be so defensive, and the little guy is very smart, knowing how to avoid the serious.

Seeing no one next to them talking, Long Yang was extremely displeased.

How dare Lu Liangwei ignore him!

However, he has never liked children, even if his sister's children are no exception, why would he still hug him?

He wrinkled his brows and just about to speak, at this time, Zhao Qian had already taken back his crown.

Lu Liangwei just wanted to take it over and check it out, but Ling Lihua had already taken it first, "I'm here."

Lu Liangwei had to give up.

Ling Lihua glanced, and didn't see anything, so he asked Zhao Gan to fetch a basin of water, and then soak the bead curtain on his head in the water.

After a while, he picked it up and returned it to Zhao Gan.

She took another silver needle out and put it in the water.

After a while, she took it out again, and saw that the part where the silver needle touched the water was already dark.

Several people in the room were surprised when they saw this.

"Really poisonous?" Zhao Gan was surprised, "How could this be?"

Lu Liang said slightly, "Zhier touched it last night."

Zhao Gan gasped, "So, the poison in the master is related to the son?"

Lu Liangwei did not speak any more, but looked at Long Yang, "What does the emperor think?"

Long Yang had already got up and walked over, looking at the black silver needle in Ling Lihua's hand, his complexion was a little ugly, "My poison was dyed through this bead?"

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, "The beads are poisonous, but it doesn't mean that the emperor was poisoned when he touched the beads. If the poison is not eaten in the mouth, people just touch it, and it won't affect it. I let Manager Zhao get it. Zhuzi, mainly wanted to prove that Zhi'er's hand had indeed touched Gu poison last night." She suspected that Zhi'er's hand had touched the emperor's mouth last night.

"But my crown, there are many people who handle it every day." Long Yang frowned. He wasn't defending Wanyanzhi, but just voicing his own doubts.

Lu Liang glanced at him slightly, agreeing to his words, "The emperor is right. The beads are poisonous, but it doesn't mean that Zhier must have gotten them."

Zhao Gan said with a bitter face when he heard the words, "Not a slave."

Lu Liangwei naturally believed him, but still asked: "Then, besides you can touch this crown, who else can touch it?"

"And Xiaolinzi, sometimes, the slave will let him take the crown of the master." Zhao Gan hesitated and said affirmatively, "but Xiaolinzi is loyal and will never harm the master."

Lu Liangwei was about to say something more, but Long Yang interrupted her impatiently, "Since Mrs. Guo Gong has diagnosed that I have been poisoned by the poison, shouldn't it be time to find a way to detoxify me?"

(End of this chapter)