When Yun Qian heard what Yun Yan said, she felt even more funny. She poisoned Su Qiaohui to death. How could she do such an unsavory thing?
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said in a lukewarm tone: "Sister's imagination is really not that rich. I actually forgot about this."
In the Zhou Dynasty, if a close relative passed away in the family, they were required to observe mourning for three years, and marriage would also have to take place three years later.
Yun Yan heard Yun Qian's words and sneered: "You just keep pretending in front of me, I will try to find out your true colors today!"
She has accumulated deep resentment towards Yun Qian, so when she sees Yun Qian doing something, she will unconsciously think evil things.
She looked at Yun Qian with cold eyebrows. Yun Qian looked at Yun Yan's appearance and felt that Yun Yan had learned too few lessons from her before and had not made any progress at all.
Mochou's eyes narrowed, and she opened her mouth to speak. Yun Qian gently pulled Mochou's sleeve. Mochou glanced at her, and she said unhurriedly: "Sister, since you have already said this,
, then I have nothing to say, I will just wait here until the elder sister invites the doctor over, and listen to what the doctor will say."
After Yun Qian said these words, she asked Shu Yue to pour her a cup of tea.
Her leisurely look made Yun Yan calm down. When she calmed down and thought about it, she felt that something was not right. Yun Qian had always been extremely vicious in her eyes, but he was also extremely deep.
Yun Qian would never do anything blatant.
She stood in front of the bed and glanced at Su Qiaohui. She saw that Su Qiaohui was sleeping. Although her face was not very good, her face had not looked better since Su Qiaohui fell ill.
Ping'er did not go out to call the doctor, but only said softly: "Miss, the bowl of medicine in the hands of the imperial concubine was fried just now by the slave. The doctor has just tested the properties of the medicine, and there is nothing wrong with it. The slave... the slave is...
Even if I have ten nerves, I would definitely not dare to put anything in my wife’s bowl.”
Yun Qian heard the words but said calmly from the side: "Shu Yue, go quickly and invite the doctor back who has not gone far, and let your father know by the way."
Yun Yan's expression changed slightly, she sat down on the edge of the bed and said, "It's a small matter. I'm busy today, so I don't need to trouble my father."
"No matter how busy my father is, he always needs to come over for such a big thing. Otherwise, how can I let the world know about my grave crime of matricide? Sister, do you think so or not?" Yun Qian said unhurriedly.
He lifted the teacup and took a sip.
Yun Yan bit her lip lightly. Shu Yue glanced at Yun Yan and then at Mo Chou. Mo Chou said calmly: "Go and invite the doctor back. There have been people in the house these days saying that I want to harm my wife. Today
The eldest lady Li also said the same. In order to reassure the eldest lady, I would like to invite the doctor back to take a closer look. If the master is free, please also invite him over, so that the master can know whether I have any intention of harming my wife.
"
Mochou's words were enough to hide several knives. Yun Yan's face became even more ugly as she sat there. Shu Yue took the order and came out. Yun Yan glanced at Shu Yue and knew that she couldn't stop her, but she also knew that
It is also a good thing to stir things up today.
Yun Yan glanced at Mochou coldly and said: "Third Yi Niang has only been in charge of the middle school for a few months, and now she has become more and more powerful. She really looks like a mistress of the house, but you must not forget that you