After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 183 Hello, My Puppet Prince (9)

"Of course I know."

She lowered her eyes, stuffed the edge of the bread on the fork into her mouth and took a bite, then continued.

"I put medicine in her meal, of course she can't come."

"..."

Bazahei took three seconds to straighten out Ding Bao's meaning, another three seconds to accept what she did, and then opened his mouth to confirm.

"You drugged her?"

"Ah."

Ding Bao's face was indifferent, without guilt.

Her chores are serving side dishes, and it's so easy to tamper with a plate of food.

The second prince's meals are basically eaten by the maids. As long as you add a little bit of ingredients to each dish, it's fine to eat alone, but once mixed together, it will be a poison that can kill half your life.

Bazahei stared at Ding Bao's face with wide eyes, trying to see some guilt and anxiety from her expression.

As a result, no.

"Ding Bao, you are operating in violation of regulations. If someone dies, you will be punished."

Bazahei's tone became serious, and he began to wonder if his attitude had been too mild all along, which made Ding Bao's operations more and more extreme and presumptuous.

Sensing the change in Bazahei's voice, Ding Bao spat out the unpalatable food in his mouth, frowned, pushed the plate aside in dissatisfaction, took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the corners of his mouth.

"I'm tit for tat. She pushed me and made me lose my mind. I drugged her and made her suffer for a few days. Is there a problem?"

"You...how do you know she pushed it?"

Bazahei can see all the memories of the original owner. He can be sure that the original owner does not know how he fell. How can Ding Bao, a foreign soul, know?

Is she talking nonsense?
In order to get close to the task target, use dirty tricks openly?

Bazahei's understanding of Ding Bao is entirely derived from the data and getting along with the first two worlds.

It felt that according to Ding Bao's temperament, she was completely capable of doing this kind of thing that harmed others and benefited herself.

The traversal system does not advocate intentional harm to others. If serious consequences occur, punishment will be imposed. If Ding Bao really does this, the maid named Paqi will be poisoned to death, and the organization will definitely punish her severely.

The way of punishment was cruel, and Bazahei didn't want to treat Ding Bao like this.

So it became tense and asked urgently.

"The original owner himself didn't know, how did you know?"

Ding Bao got impatient at being asked, got up and walked out of the room, raised his feet and walked towards the kitchen, sneered coldly as he walked.

"You are stupid, and she is also stupid, can't you see that this is normal?"

"Ding Bao, you are hurting yourself."

"I'm stating the facts. That girl's face has appeared so many times in her memory. Obviously, the other party has been following her, looking for opportunities to attack. With a little brainpower, you can guess who pushed her, but you can't tell , so I said you are stupid, is there a problem?"

Father, like son.

What's more, Ding Bao is still a smart bystander.

When she received the memory, she had already gone through everything in the original owner's mind, like watching a documentary, those scenes that she had completely ignored were shown in front of Ding Bao one after another, and became evidence for reasoning.

The original owner rolled down the castle stairs, and the last thing she saw was a transparent window.

Ding Bao saw an extremely vague figure of a woman from the window. Looking at the figure and outline, and then associating with the face that often appeared in front of him before, it was obviously Paqi.

The original owner saw all this, but she ignored what was in the mirror.

That's why she foolishly thought that she really slipped and fell.

The staircase has nine floors in total, it is extremely steep, and there are raised edges and burrs around it. If the original owner hadn't been lucky enough to grab the railing, she would have turned into a cold corpse long ago. To do odd jobs in the kitchen.

So that Patch was outright trying to kill her.

The other party is so ruthless, is there a problem with Ding Bao doing a little trick to toss her?
How can there be such a reason in the world if there is a grudge but not to hold it?

In Ding Bao's eyes, these were simple and natural things, so she didn't bother to argue with that idiot Bazahei, and walked forward quickly.

And Bazahei was also discouraged by Ding Bao's tone.

It is true that Ding Bao is smart, and it is true that he is not smart.

An intelligent person criticizing an unintelligent animal can be quite convincing indeed.

So it silently retracted its body, and no longer opened its mouth knowingly.

The ears are finally clean.

Ding Bao felt more relaxed, and strode into the kitchen.

Geer was smoking a cigarette. He leaned against the table and held a machete in his hand. With that serious face, he looked very fierce and terrifying.

"Come and serve the food."

Started preparing dinner again.

It was still bright outside, and by the time dinner was ready the window was covered with evening twilight.

Ding Bao stayed in the kitchen doing odd jobs all the time. Geer liked her, so he blatantly started a small cooking for her. A roasted pigeon that was slightly browned was thrown directly in front of her, with a rough voice.

"Deal with it."

Ding Bao stuffed the roasted pigeon into his bag without changing his face, and then continued to flatter.

Geer likes other people's flattery and flattery, and Ding Bao can poke his vanity point every time, so the more he looks at Ding Bao, the more pleasing to his eyes, and he let her go early when it's dinner time.

"Go, serve the second prince early."

It's getting dark, and this is the busiest time in the kitchen. Others are working so hard without touching the floor. Ding Bao left early with his plate in his hands. When he walked to the door, he saw the dark and depressed face of the head servant. , Ding Bao raised his eyebrows, looking very arrogant.

She seldom takes the initiative to fight against others, the main reason is that this chief servant is not easy to please, and he doesn't take hard and soft, so Ding Bao doesn't bother to spend that effort. Instead of letting her trip him up every day, it's better to find a backer to help him Bundle.

The head chef is the best candidate, it is easy to use, and the rewards are good for a small amount of money. This is a good deal.

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In the bedroom of the Prince's Hall, it was dark.

The light outside the window had already dimmed, and the balcony was covered with thick golden light. The prince was sitting in this golden light, with a long black shadow trailing behind him.

Ding Bao first ate the dinner on the plate, wiped it off, got up and walked to the balcony, and dragged the prince back to the house with the rocking chair.

After closing the balcony door, the sound of the wind in my ears suddenly disappeared, and the room became instantly quiet.

Light all the candles in the room, put on the lampshade, and when the whole bedroom is lit up, Ding Bao bends down and hugs the prince's waist, and moves his body little by little onto the bed with great effort.

"boom--"

A piece of the soft mattress sank in an instant, and Ding Bao's feet became unstable and he fell down. As the prince's body fell into the quilt, her face was also hit hard.

"hiss……"

(End of this chapter)