Chapter 528: Move Faster
Su Chenyin continued to stare at the pastries quietly, with no intention of taking any.
She observed the pastries carefully and found that although they looked impeccably exquisite, they made people salivate.
However, she still vaguely saw some fine powder faintly attached to it.
This is obviously poison!
This is a chronic poison. As long as she eats a bite of the pastry, the poison powder will enter her body.
Gradually, it attacked her internal organs without her noticing, and she would be dead in a month.
A mocking arc instantly appeared at the corner of Su Chenyin's mouth, and he sneered in his heart.
She had just sat down and her butt wasn't even warm enough yet.
It's ridiculous that someone couldn't help but poison her!
However, she felt that the poison was not arranged by Mu Gengli.
After all, on the way to Qianluo Palace, she had searched the memories of Mu Lingyu and everyone in Qianluo Palace one by one.
Through these memory fragments, she learned that Qianluo Palace attempted to obtain her heart's blood and place it on an altar in order to obtain something powerful beyond imagination.
As for this powerful thing, she did not find it in the memories of Mu Lingyu and others.
However, she remembered what Rong had said to her in the past.
Rong told her that her own blood possessed special powers that could reveal a shocking secret hidden in Qianluo Palace.
And then obtain the terrifying power that is enough to sweep across the entire Yunluo Continent and dominate the world.
So, she boldly speculated, could it be that the powerful thing that Qianluo Palace longed for was this terrifying power?
Is there nothing else besides this power?
However, if you want to take her heart's blood, she must be willing to open the altar.
Otherwise, even if she would rather die than obey, it would be futile to extract her heart's blood.
Because of this, she concluded that the poison must have been sprinkled on the pastries, and the person who poisoned her life could not possibly be Mu Gengli.
So, who is the person behind the scenes who ordered Qingluo to poison?
After some thought, a candidate gradually emerged in Su Chenyin's mind.
This person was none other than the blue-clothed woman who had been full of hostility towards her in front of Qianluo Palace just now—Wang Yousu.
She also had a rough guess in her mind as to why Wang Yousu chose to poison.
She secretly speculated that Wang Yousu might be the same as Duan Sisi, and both were extremely jealous of her for being able to obtain the position of saint that Wang Yousu had always dreamed of.
Not only that, even Mu Lingyu's submissive attitude towards her was probably the source of Wang Yousu's jealousy.
It is precisely because of this that Wang Yousu's narrow heart was filled with jealousy, giving rise to vicious murderous intentions!
Thinking of this, the corners of Su Chenyin's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile, as if everything was under her control.
She opened her red lips slightly and said slowly, "I'm not hungry yet, leave it here for now."
Hearing this, Qingluo, who was standing by, couldn't help but flash a look of disappointment that was hard to conceal.
However, this disappointment was fleeting, and she quickly returned to normal.
She replied respectfully, "Okay, Saint. If you have any needs later, please tell me."
After she finished speaking, she bowed slightly, then slowly left the room and stood at the door.
Her head was slightly lowered, but the corner of her eyes never left Su Chenyin in the room.
It seems that he is still secretly observing the movements in the house...
Seeing this, Su Chenyin sneered in his heart.
Then, she gracefully stretched out her slender hand and pretended to pick up a piece of exquisite pastry.
However, in the next second, she suddenly seemed to lose control and deliberately let the whole plate of pastries slip from her hands without any warning.
With a "thump", it fell heavily onto the cold, hard ground.
"Ouch!" she exclaimed.
At this moment, Qingluo, who had been waiting at the door, was startled when she heard the sudden noise, and subconsciously wanted to find out what was going on inside.
So she stretched her slender neck and looked anxiously into the house.
When her eyes fell on the scattered pastries, a flash of panic that was hard to conceal flashed across her eyes.
However, it was only a moment, Qingluo quickly came to her senses and forced herself to regain her composure.
However, although she appeared calm on the surface, her heart was already churning like a raging storm.
Her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes because of excessive nervousness, so that the soft corners of her clothes were wrinkled beyond recognition.
Inside the house, Su Chenyin pretended to sigh with regret: "Oh, what a pity, such delicious cakes are ruined just like this."
At this time, Qingluo's eyes always uncontrollably glanced at the pastries scattered on the ground, and she was secretly complaining in her heart.
She had no idea how to explain this matter to Wang Yousu later.
"This...what should I do?" Qingluo couldn't help but mutter to herself.
However, even so, Qingluo still tried her best to maintain a seemingly calm expression on her face.
At this time, Su Chenyin suddenly turned his gaze towards Qingluo at the door, and deliberately raised his voice and said:
"Come in for a moment and clean this place up!"
Hearing this, Qingluo couldn't help but frown slightly, and a hint of imperceptible reluctance flashed across her eyes.
But she knew very well that she did not have the courage to disobey the saint's orders.
So even though she was unwilling and helpless, she could only grit her teeth and slowly walk into the room.
Her steps were slow, as if every step weighed a thousand pounds.
After entering the room, she looked down at the scattered cakes on the floor and muttered softly:
"Oh, how could such a good cake be dropped so carelessly? What a pity..."
Although her tone sounded very gentle, the complaint contained in it was obvious.
At the same time, she raised her eyes stealthily, secretly peeking at the changes in Su Chenyin's expression, her eyes full of uneasiness that was difficult to conceal.
At this moment, Su Chenyin was sitting quietly on a large carved chair. His face seemed as calm as water, but in fact, there was a mystery hidden.
She silently stared at the panicked Qingluo in front of her, and couldn't help but sneer in her heart.
She knew that this maid Qingluo must have some kind of connection with Wang Yousu.
Maybe she was sent by Wang Yousu to monitor her.
Or perhaps, she was also a spy sent by Mu Chengyun or Mu Gengli to secretly monitor his every move.
Thinking of this, Su Chenyin's face became even gloomier.
She urged in a tone that was almost indifferent:
"Hurry up and clean this place up! Don't dawdle!"