Chapter 72
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Although she was being stared at, Jun Xie was still able to eat her meal calmly. Her eyes were lowered, as if the person sitting opposite her was not the Crown Prince, but a mass of air.
After staring for a long time, Mo Qian Yuan did not see her raise her head. Bored, he raised his hand and downed the wine in his cup.
As the spicy taste entered his mouth, Mo Qian Yuan's stomach churned violently, and before he could react, he vomited out a mouthful of filth from his throat.
Caught off guard, those things sprayed all over the table!
"… … … ….." Jun Wu Xie finally raised her head. She was still holding the glass bowl in one hand, and the ivory chopsticks in the other, as she stared calmly at the vomiting Mo Qian Yuan.
The little black cat froze. Its fish had not even eaten and it had been splashed all over, and there were a few suspicious drops of water on its body.
"I ….." Mo Qian Yuan knew he had done something stupid, and wanted to explain himself, but before the words left his mouth, another wave of nausea welled up in his heart. Unable to care about anything else, he covered his mouth, got up and rushed to a corner of the study, hugged the wooden bucket and threw up.
"….." Jun Wu Xie calmly put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hand and stood up to distance herself from the table of spoiled delicacies.
"Meow!" The little black cat snapped back to its senses and its back arched up as it leapt off the table, falling onto the soft carpet and rubbing itself against it in a frenzy.
Master, how could you do this! You clearly knew that after drinking that medicine and encountering wheat night flowers, you would vomit, why didn't you remind that idiot!!
The little black cat wanted to cry but had no tears as it rolled on the carpet, trying to save its shiny black fur.
"I forgot." Jun Wu Xie sat calmly at the side, looking at Mo Qian Yuan who was hugging the wooden pail and throwing up. She then looked at the little black cat who was rolling around on the blanket, and her eyes lit up with a smile.
After vomiting for two whole hours, Mo Qian Yuan was on the verge of collapsing. He had not eaten anything, and after vomiting for so long, he almost lost his life. The sound of his vomiting had alerted the guards outside. The guards did not dare to enter and could only ask outside the door. Mo Qian Yuan, who was on the verge of tears, shouted at them to shut up.
If Mo Qian Yuan's face was pale before, then now, it could only be described as green.
After gulping down ten glasses of water, Mo Qian Yuan sat weakly on the sofa in the study, his clothes were messy and his collar was slightly open. There were traces of tears in the corner of his eyes as he looked at Jun Xie.
"Wheat Night Flower?" Mo Qian Yuan asked, holding his breath.
Jun Wu Xie nodded.
"Why didn't you say so earlier …" Even if you beat him to death, he wouldn't believe that she didn't know that the wheat night flower would cause such a reaction. Just look at how calm she was when he vomited!
"It's meaningless." Jun Wu Xie sat herself down in a clean spot and took out a small porcelain bottle from within her robes. A fragrant scent flowed into her palms from the liquid within the bottle and she rubbed her hands against the liquid, to cover up the foul stench in the room.
Even if she had warned Mo Qian Yuan in advance, Mo Qian Yuan would still vomit when the time came.
Therefore, it made no difference whether he said it or not.
Mo Qian Yuan felt that forming an alliance with such a little girl was definitely a double-edged sword. He might not even die in the hands of his Imperial Father and brother before he was killed by this little girl.
"What did you eat just now?" Jun Wu Xie asked calmly without a trace of guilt on her face.
Mo Qian Yuan was slightly stunned, his eyes suddenly focused on the wine jug on the table.
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