"That's right."
"Can you show me the three kinds of poison?" Ye Anqi's eyes were firm, "Maybe I can guess the order."
Qin Lansi squinted, "Miss Ye, this is not child's play."
"I understand."
"If a mistake is made, Miss Ruxue will die and no one can save her."
"I know, I won't jump to conclusions, I just want to try. Of course, you all will decide what to do in the end."
"..." Qin Lansi didn't speak, hesitating.
Ye Anqi continued to plead, "I just want to try, my intuition is really accurate."
Qin Lansi stood up abruptly, "I will first report your request to the Duke."
After speaking, he left in strides.
Ye Anqi thought for a moment, then stood up and went to the kitchen.
The kitchen had everything.
She planned to make a pot of blood-nourishing chicken soup for Ya Shitian.
While she was at it, she also cooked a pot of chicken soup porridge and steamed buns and dumplings.
...
As day broke.
When the sun rose into the sky, Ya Shitian opened his eyes.
