Chương 122: 122 I would believe in ghosts before believing in you_1

Jiang Yang, feeling stifled, turned his head and went to the medicine room in the mansion to get a big bag of licorice.

On his return, he happened to run into Qing Yi, who knew nothing about what was happening inside the palace. She thought their master was favored by the Empress Dowager and was left in the palace to serve. Feeling triumphant, there was a spark in her eyes, a lift to her brows.

She bumped into Jiang Yang carrying a bag of licorice and her eyes lit up. "Jiang Yang, what are you carrying?" she asked.

Feeling annoyed, Jiang Yang shook the paper bag. "Nothing!"

Then, he turned around and went back to his room.

What could be so precious?

Sharp-eyed, Qing Yi noticed a few pieces that had fallen from the edge of the paper bag. She bent down to pick them up, looked at them against the light, sniffed them, and finally, unable to resist, put them in her mouth and tasted them.

Ugh!

It really was licorice!