Yun Xiang naturally wouldn't believe it either.
He twisted his gray eyebrows: "Student Ye Qingluo, if you want to find an excuse, you should find a better excuse! How could this classmate poison you when everyone is watching?"
Ye Qingluo snorted coldly, squinted her charming eyes, and looked coldly at the cannon fodder female student who fell on the ground.
"This classmate, please stretch out your hand and let everyone see."
The female student held her chest with one hand, looking in pain.
Her face was pale, and she shook her head vigorously: "I didn't... I didn't, I just wanted to apologize to you for complaining about you before! You... you suddenly started..."
As she said that, she began to cry in a low voice.
While crying, he stretched out his hand and spread it out.
There was nothing in that white hand.
Seeing this, Yun Xiang immediately frowned, "Ye Qingluo! What else do you have to say now!"
Ye Qingluo didn't show any signs of panic, and looked at the cannon fodder female student with a half-smile: "Then, what about the other hand?"
The female student's other hand was covering her chest.
The other students all set their eyes on the female student's chest because of Ye Qingluo's words.
Most of the students present were male students.
This gaze was directed towards a student's chest.
Dang even made the female student blush, gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand: "Student Ye Qingluo! I hope you can apologize to me for your behavior!"
With the other hand outstretched, the students stared wide-eyed.
I didn't see any poison in the hands of the female students.
All the students looked at Ye Qingluo with weird eyes.
Yun Xiang snorted coldly: "Student Ye Qingluo, your behavior has completely affected other students. As this female student said, you still have to apologize to her for your behavior."
"Elder Yunxiang, you are really old and your eyesight is not working well?" Ye Qingluo laughed unceremoniously.
Stretching his figure, he immediately stood in front of the cannon fodder female student.
The female student only had time to let out a terrified scream before her wrist was tightly held by Ye Qingluo.
"The medicinal powder here in her palm, Elder Yun Xiang, do you want to try it yourself?" Ye Qingluo looked at Yun Xiang with a smile.
"Medicine, powder?" The female student's eyes widened in surprise, and she wanted to withdraw her hand.
But Ye Qingluo's grip was so tight that she couldn't break free at all.
Ye Qingluo didn't say anything, but everyone didn't pay much attention.
As soon as Ye Qingluo said, everyone's eyes fell on the female student's palm.
Sure enough, there was a faint black powder on the female student's palm.
"You, you are talking nonsense! How could there be medicinal powder! This may be just black dust from somewhere!" The female student shook her head desperately, looking for an excuse.
Ye Qingluo smiled sincerely: "Since it's just ordinary dust, why don't you lick it? As long as you prove it's not poisonous, I will apologize to you."
The pupils of the schoolgirl dilate.
Hearing what Ye Qingluo said, she couldn't even be sure if her palm was really poisoned...
But…
It's not poison powder...
"It must be you! You want to frame me!"
"Everyone's eyes are sharp. I only touched your wrist. I have never touched your palm." Ye Qingluo blinked innocently.
From the beginning to the end, she just grabbed the female student's wrist.
"It doesn't prove that it's not you..."
Yun Xiang's word "framed" has not yet been uttered.
Yun Yun had already stood up, put one hand on Yun Xiang's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "I really didn't see that Ye Qingluo touched that female student's palm."