The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

Xiao Haizhou had no intention of looking for trouble with He Jianxing at this time, but since his men had brought Zhao Mianmian into the palace, he just went with the flow and watched the fun.

Who would have thought that the cowardly little brat from the He family would suddenly become tough and actually point at someone and curse in front of everyone, which made Xiao Haizhou's eyes light up and instantly became interested.

Xiao Haizhou waved his hand, and the palace maids left Chengqian Palace and hurried to the He family to get what Zhao Mianmian wanted.

The box that the palace maid brought was taller than Zhao Mianmian. When it was placed on the warm floor, it gave people an awe-inspiring feeling.

"Little doctor, what is this thing of yours?"

The old hospital director was secretly glancing at Xiao Haizhou, and seeing that Xiao Haizhou was standing aside with a curled mouth and not saying anything, he pretended to look kind and went forward to talk to Zhao Mianmian.

Zhao Mianmian was almost tricked by him just now, and didn't want to pay attention to him at this moment. He followed Bai Mi's instructions and opened the Thousand Machine Box containing the Huipo Xuan Needle layer by layer.

At first, everyone was just watching the show, but when Zhao Mianmian opened the second box, everyone's faces became more or less solemn:

Thousands of receivers!

This is the famous Thousand Machine Box!!

Rumor has it that a box is worth a fortune, but this young lady from the He family, who is not even as tall as the box, actually took out... two in front of everyone? ! !

Has the He family become so rich?

Zhao Mianmian had no idea how shocked everyone in Chengqian Palace was. She took out the Russian box set that Bai Shen had given her from the box on the second floor, and opened the third one in front of everyone.

When they saw the third Thousand Machine Box, everyone around them stared in amazement.

In the huge Chengqian Hall, apart from the crackling sound of the charcoal fire, no other sound could be heard for a moment.

When Zhao Mianmian opened the fourth, fifth, and sixth door, the entire Chengqian Palace was filled with a strange atmosphere.

"This……"

Lao Yuanzheng has lived for most of his life and has never seen anyone use seven or eight thousand-machine boxes to store things.

And the owner of this thing is a little kid who is only four years old and can hardly speak clearly.

He subconsciously stood closer to Xiao Haizhou and wanted to speak hesitantly.

On the other hand, Xiao Haizhou still had his hands behind his back, his lips curled up, and he looked mysterious.

But when no one was paying attention, the gleam in his eyes flickered slightly, and then disappeared again into the bottomless darkness.

"The world is so big that nothing is impossible. Since the young lady of the He family can boast like that, she must have some skills."

"Mr. Fang is well-informed. Don't be complacent and judge people by their appearance."

Since entering Chengqian Palace, Master Xiao had spoken no more than ten sentences in total. Now, he actually spoke twice for Zhao Mianmian, which shocked the old minister. He quickly took a step back and labeled Zhao Mianmian as "not easy to mess with".

When Zhao Mianmian opened the Thousand Machine Box to take out the Dark Soul Needle, the audience in the live broadcast room also took the time to analyze it for her on the public screen:

[There were only a few ways for ancient people to poison people, either on food or on items used.

At the moment, no one in the entire Chengqian Palace was poisoned except Liang Yuansheng, which means that the poison must have been put on something that only the emperor could touch. 】

[What you said is true. Everything used by the emperor has been touched and checked again and again.

Even if it is a delicacy, it has to be tasted again and again until it cools down before it can be eaten.

So, is there anything that only Liang Yuansheng can touch? ? 】

[Ah, could it be...? ! ! ]

【What, what is it? ? 】

[That, that kind of thing! ]

[What kind of thing? ? The one in front, can you speak human language? ]

[Hey, that one, the one that everyone has but won’t share with others… er er er, do you understand? That one! ]

[Are you talking about...underwear? ? ]

Zhao Mianmian:

【? ? ? ? 】

As he spoke, Zhao Mianmian had already taken out the Huipo Xuan Needle from the Qianji Box.

She suddenly saw those two words on the public screen, tripped, and fell flat on her face in front of everyone.

I fell on my face and my nose hurt.

But Zhao Mianmian didn't care whether her face or nose hurt. She angrily typed on the public screen:

【? ? ? 】

[So, you want me to lift up the little emperor's underwear? ? ]

【(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻】

[Damn it, if you want me to die, just say it directly, why go through so much trouble? ? ]

The audience in the live broadcast room was overjoyed:

【Ha ha ha ha】

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha】

[Hahaha, anchor, don't worry, I just said it casually. But if you insist on exposing it, we won't stop you [eating melon]]

Zhao Mianmian:

【(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻】

[I quit. I quit! Whoever wants to be the anchor can do it! ! ]

Seeing Zhao Mianmian getting angry, everyone quickly comforted her on the public screen:

[No, no, no, anchor, we were wrong, we shouldn't have made fun of you. ]

[Anchor, it’s already this late, please stay calm.]

You just boasted a lot. If you can't find the poison in Liang Yuansheng, I'm afraid the entire He family will be implicated by you. 】

[Yes, yes, yes, and there is also Zhoutian Medical School. Host, you are now representing Zhoutian Medical School. If you really want to quit now, Senior Brother Bai will probably be so angry that he will die.

Not to mention the He family, Senior Brother Bai has been very good to you in the past two years. Do you want to watch him die with hatred in his heart? ? 】

[That’s right, Father Xiao is still here. Anchor, aren’t you most afraid of being burned to death? If he finds out something is wrong and sends the Xuanlin Guards to investigate you, you’ll be finished.]

[Reward, yes, we will give you a reward. Hold on, anchor! ]

[Your fan [Xiao Die's Great Son] gave 2000 gold coins as a reward. I hope the anchor will keep up the good work~~]

[Your fan [狗壮人势的狗] gave 2000 gold coins as a reward. I hope the anchor will keep up the good work~~]

[Your fan [主播不要謀] gave 2000 gold coins as a reward. I hope you will keep up the good work~~]

……

After receiving a reward of nearly ten thousand yuan, Zhao Mianmian felt a little less unhappy.

She got up from the floor with a proud look on her face and dusted herself off.

But as I kept filming, I felt a little desperate:

[It’s over, it’s over, needle, my needle! ]

[My needle is missing!!!]

Barrage:

【…】

Zhao Mianmian fell down and dropped the Huipo Xuan Needle in her hand.

If it's an ordinary silver needle, we can just look for it together.

Unfortunately, the Huipo Mysterious Needle was thinner than a cow's hair and fell on the floor of Chengqian Palace like a snowflake falling into the sea, completely disappearing without a trace.

When they heard that Zhao Mianmian had lost the Dark Soul Needle that could detect any poison, the public screen went silent for a second. The next second, someone typed on it:

[Forget it, I think it’s better to burn him to death. ]

[This anchor is beyond help. ]