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The maid shook her head: "The snake group appeared very strangely. The snake group had all the people in the room, but they didn't bite the princess. The general said that things were a bit difficult. What's even more surprising was that the dozens of snakes arrested all ran away. The guard followed the snake group to the embassy, ​​and more than a dozen crawled under the bed in the princess' room."

Mo Guoer was stunned, her eyes dazed: "Why... why is this happening?"

I was obviously bitten the most miserable by a very small snake, but it was obviously painful, but there were no bite marks. All this was simply incredible.

"The general asked the princess to think about it carefully. Did any suspicious person appear at that time?"

Suspicious? Mo Guoer gradually echoed the situation of that day. She originally wanted to ruin Mu Shishi's reputation. The four men were all hired by her and there would be no problems. It was strange that snakes surging on this continent, let alone suddenly appear in the inn.

"Mu Shishi..." Mo Guoer said lightly. When the snakes rushed in, she seemed to see the smile on her mouth, which was very gloomy.

"What did the princess think of?" The maid saw that Mo Guoer's face became paler and asked.

Mo Guoer tilted her head slightly. Yes, she saw that while they were bitten by snakes, the group of snakes did not attack Mu Shishi at all!

"Go and find General Chen." She said calmly. She was now very sure that Mu Shishi was damning behind her back.

The maid nodded and put down the tea bowl, stood up and called the prison guard to open the door.

Mo Guoer still looked a little frightened. It was obvious that the snake's figure was still in her mind. Although there were no bite marks from the snake on her body, she could feel the strangeness in her body and the toxins mixed in her body.

"The Eighth Prince, the Young Marquis, the Emperor has instructed that no one should see Princess Feiyue, the Eighth Prince, the Young Marquis cannot enter..."

"Get out of here..."

"ah……"

The voice of dispute interrupted Mo Guoer's thoughts, and then a white figure appeared in the cell.

Mo Guoer stood up against the wall, and knew in her heart that the Eighth Prince of the North Wing was famously gentle and elegant. At this time, would she be interested in her?

Although he did not participate in the throne dispute, the emperor still liked this prince very much. Since ancient times, the ruthless imperial family has changed. The future throne may belong to whom the future. Everyone knows that the prince is incompetent. Yan Mufei cannot grasp it at the moment and has no idea. If he can confuse the Eighth Prince, there will be a great chance of fighting for the throne in the future.

Thinking of this, Mo Guoer raised a smile on her pale face, looked at Yan Chenluo with charming eyes, and said softly: "Eighth Prince... cough cough..."

"Anti-drug." Yan Chenluo could see Mo Guoer's appearance at this time, and now he was mentally tempted to kill this woman.

"Uh... what antidote is the Eighth Prince?" Mo Guoer was stunned, and her face immediately showed an innocent look, blinking her watery eyes.

"The antidote to snake venom!" He stared at Mo Guoer's eyes as if they were like ice. He suppressed the anger in his heart, hoping that Princess Feiyue would know her better.

When he met Yan Chenluo's cold eyes, Mo Guoer's heart that had just risen suddenly fell down, and he was even more unsure. This is the Eighth Prince's gentleness and elegance. Could it be that the rumors are wrong?

"Damn woman won't hand over the antidote, I'll chop you up." Compared to Yan Chenluo's patience, Hua Zeming could no longer bear the bad temper.

"I... what antidote!" Mo Guoer was really confused. This man ran to the prison to ask her for the antidote? Didn't he come to see her?
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