"Okay." Duanmu Yawang nodded respectfully, "Thank you, Mr., for your care, I am well-measured."

"Um."

As the two talked, they had already arrived at the gate of Mr.'s courtyard. As soon as he entered the gate, Mr. Duan paused and said warmly: "I can only bring you here. It will be inconvenient to walk down."

When speaking, he pointed out a direction to Duanmu Yawang, "Go straight down this path, and then turn right. The first courtyard is Mr. Yang's courtyard."

Mr. Yang is a relative of the emperor and a member of the Queen’s family. Duanmu Yawang heard her grandfather mention it. If the queen comes over, it is normal for Mr. Yang to go to the courtyard.

"good."

Duanmuya nodded, thanked Mr. Duan once again, and followed Mr. Duan's words and walked straight along the path.

Moyue walked for a quarter of an hour and saw a courtyard. She paused, glanced inside, and then moved on.

She had just walked a few steps when she heard an extremely painful groan. The voice was vague. She could only hear that it was a female voice, but she couldn't hear whose voice it was.

She walked a few steps further, and suddenly heard a scream, "Ah! It hurts! Queen mother, why isn't that waste coming..."

Duanmu Yawang laughed as soon as he heard the voice, because instantly knew that Nangong Duoer was screaming.

It seems that something happened to Nangong Duoer.

However, she was even more curious, why did the queen come over and not look for her when something happened to Nangong Duoer?

Isn't it faster to find a doctor?

"Duo'er, you can bear it again, she should be coming soon." The queen pacified quickly, "If she doesn't come again, how about the queen tied her up?"

"It's too polite to tie her up!" Nangong Duo'er cried out: "My son will break her body into pieces!"

Break her into pieces?

Duan Mu Ya looked at it and sneered secretly. She just wanted to continue walking forward, but she couldn't go in. Seeing a small pavilion next to her, she walked to the small pavilion and sat down leisurely.

Sure enough, Duanmu Yawang heard waves of howling ghosts and wolves after a while.

Moyue after a while, the queen couldn't help it, "How come it's not yet, why don't you send someone over to remind you?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Mr. Yang responded hurriedly.

Then, when the sound of footsteps remembered, the door to the wing room in the courtyard opened. Mr. Yang walked out of it, and after walking a few steps, he saw Duanmu Yawang in the small pavilion.

Suddenly he was angry, "Since you have arrived, why not go in?"

Duanmu Ya looked up at Erlang's legs, blinked her eyes, and said innocently: "Mr. Yang, what are you talking about, where do I go in?"

"You!" Mr. Yang frowned, "Mr. Duan didn't tell you?"

"Yes." Duanmu Yawang smiled and said, "Mr. Duan said that someone was looking for me and asked me to come to this courtyard, but he didn't say what it was, and he didn't say where I should go in!"

When Mr. Yang heard this, he remembered that he seemed to be only asking Mr. Duan to bring people, and he didn't explain anything else. It's normal for Duanmu Yawang not to know.

However, after all he got angry inside, and he was naturally upset if he didn't vent, "Even if you don't know what to do, but since it's a matter of course to call you over, why don't you say anything when you come?"

Duanmuya rolled her eyes and didn't bother to pretend to be like him, and said with a smile, "I'm happy, can't you?"

"you……"

Mr. Yang was so angry that he was about to curse Duanmu Yawang. The queen inside heard the noise and said coldly: "Mr. Yang, since people are here, why don't you let them in?"

"……Yes."

Mr. Yang suddenly choked on his throat with a breath of bad breath. He couldn't let it go. He could only make a bad breath and said: "What are you still sitting and doing, the empress would like to ask, why don't you come in soon?"

After that, he flicked his sleeves and walked to the wing.

Duanmu Yawang gave birth to a lazy waist, then stood up and followed leisurely.

She had just walked a few steps, and she smelled a very faint, but very familiar scent on the tip of her nose.

Then, she sneered immediately, she thought, she knew what the Queen and Nangong Duoer had done to her.

"If you don't go faster, are you still laughing here?" Mr. Yang said coldly.

Duanmuya rolled her eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

When the two walked to the corridor of the wing room, the door to the wing room opened. Duanmu Yawang saw Zhu Jinyu, "Miss Zhu, why are you here with Mr. Yang?"

Zhu Jinyu pursed her lips, staring at Duanmu Yawang coldly, and looked at her from head to toe.

"Miss Bamboo, why are you looking at me like this?"

Zhu Jinyu asked unwillingly: "You developed the twelve-star poison?"

Duanmu Yawang put her arms around her chest and smiled, "Miss Bamboo, guess?"

"Let me guess, it's definitely not you, you don't have that ability yet." Zhu Jinyu said, and snorted proudly, "You are only relying on Gongyu Young Master to help you behind!"

After that, I didn't bother to look at Duanmu Yawang again, and walked inside.

Duanmu Yawang: "..."

Duanmu Yawang pouted her lips and was too lazy to care about Zhu Jinyu. She glanced around the room and found that there were only the queen, Nangong Duoer, Mr. Yang, and Zhu Jinyu in the room.

There is no such a strong master as Mr. Duan.

Could it be... Mr. Duan got it wrong?

Or is it Zhu Jinyu and the others that Mr. Duan is talking about?

But it's impossible. Mr. Duan has seen the world anyway. Although Zhu Jinyu has a good talent, he is not a very strong master anyway.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, there was originally a very strong master, but when she arrived, she hid.

However, in their eyes, she is a trash. The more people there are, the more stressful she will be. It's good. Why don't those people make good use of this, but hide it?

"Trash, what are you still standing there doing, why don't you come over and give the antidote to the twelve-star poison to this princess?" Seeing that Duanmu Yawang came in and couldn't look around, Nangong Duoer yelled angrily. .

Duanmuya walked a few steps and glanced at her face. She really saw the palm-wide rotten meat, and then, regardless of the queen's cold eyes, she chuckled: "Your Royal Highness, those twelve star poisons, I will let Miss Zhu Give it to Miss Night, what are you doing with it on your face?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Nangong Duoer roared with crimson eyes: "Hurry up and give the antidote to this princess!"

"The antidote?" Duanmu Yawang said, "No."

"You lie, you have the twelve-star poison, how can there be no antidote?"

Duanmu Yawang blinked innocently: "Didn't you also say that I can't develop the twelve-star poison. I don't have an antidote. It's normal."

"you……"

Duan Muya looked at her half of her face in tatters, and smiled not afraid of death at all: "Princess, I'm really curious, so good, how can you apply the twelve star poison to your face?"