Yuan Qiu and Zhu Yan secretly exchanged glances, and both saw a sly smile in each other's eyes.
Zhu Yan did not refuse, and Chang Meifeng had prepared a lot of words. When Zhu Yan refused, all the words of advice he wanted to say were rotten in his stomach.
Just as Chang Meifeng said, everything has been prepared in the garden, and a whole table of wine and delicacies has been laid out, which is no worse than the lunch banquet.
The two sisters went back to their own courtyard and changed into another outfit. Qin Yue wore an aqua-colored double-breasted skirt with a light pink tube top silk skirt underneath, exposing her slender neck and seductive collarbones, and her slender waist. The light pink girdle makes the figure appear slimmer and slimmer.
Qinlan, on the other hand, was more discerning. She wore a snow-white tube top skirt embroidered with green bamboo, and a Nanming gauze cover on the outside. Her pink skin was vaguely visible, and her delicate face, which had been deliberately decorated, was young and translucent. There are traces of charm, and the amorous feelings flow from the beautiful eyes.
Yuan Qiu, however, was still wearing a plain skirt, no makeup at all, and a bare face. It was because she was so clean and translucent that she became even more unparalleled and beautiful.
Reciting poems and composing poems was not Yuan Qiu's strong point, and Zhu Yan also seemed to lack interest. Although he was surrounded by beauties, his eyes never seemed to leave Xia Yuanqiu.
A maid stepped forward to pour wine, her eyes swept across Qinlan's face, her eyes were very intriguing.
Yuan Qiu had been observing them intentionally or unintentionally. The mysterious expression on Qinlan's face when she and the maid exchanged glances naturally did not escape Yuan Qiu's eyes.
Yuan Qiu winked at Xing Fang beside him, and Xing Fang understood. He walked towards the table where the maid had just poured wine, reached for the snacks on the table, turned sideways to block Qinlan's sight, and then switched the positions of the two glasses of wine that the maid had poured. Xing Fang took a plate of snacks and stepped away. At this time, Qin Lan had already approached the table. She took the wine glass on the left and moved it gently to Yuan Qiu. She said with a smile: "Second sister, I'd like to give you a drink."
Yuan Qiu curled his lips, smiled lightly, and reached out to take the wine glass from Qinlan's hand. After Qinlan took the wine glass from the maid, the two of them clinked the glasses together and drank it down in one gulp.
As soon as the two finished drinking, the maid who had just poured the wine appeared again. She poured two glasses of wine again, then gave Qinlan a wink and retreated.
Yuan Qiu saw with his own eyes that the wine bottle in the maid's hand had a red bead embedded on the top of the lid. When the maid poured the glass of wine on the left, she moved the red bead to the left, and when she poured another glass of wine, she moved the red bead to the left. Go to the right.
Xing Fang stepped forward to get snacks again and used the same method to change the direction of the wine glass.
Yuan Qiu watched with cold eyes. She expected that the Zhuo family would add drugs to the wine. She also guessed that they would not dare to use poison, and would only use drugs or aphrodisiacs.
It would be fine if she was drugged. Zhuo Qinlan could only sleep for a day or two, but if it was aphrodisiac, she would not know what she would look like after drinking these two cups. It just happened to suit Chang Bailin's heart. The two of them They both have bad intentions and hidden evil intentions, so they are the perfect match.
"Your Highness, Lan'er has a drink for Your Highness." She held the white porcelain wine glass between her jade fingers, her hands were like orchids, and her voice was like a red warbler. She looked at Zhu Yan affectionately and silently with slightly raised eyebrows.
Zhu Yan turned to look at Yuan Qiu. Yuan Qiu nodded gently to him. Then he reached out to take the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.
When Zhu Yan took the wine glass, his fingertips slightly touched Qinlan's. Zhu Yan didn't feel anything, but Qinlan looked so coquettish that Yuan Qiu wanted to vomit.
How could Zhuo Qinlan have imagined that her every move, every expression, and every look in her eyes had already fallen into Xia Yuanqiu's eyes, and even the two glasses of wine originally intended for Prince Jing and Xia Yuanqiu had already been drunk by her.