In the hall, the Marquis smiled and described the situation in the backyard as dazzling the servants: "It's all fake, don't worry about it."
The guests looked at each other, whether they believed this or not, only they knew, but now that the banquet was continuing, the atmosphere quickly returned to excitement.
Mr. Hou glanced at Mrs. Hou, lowered his voice and said, "Bai Qing is dead."
The smile on Mrs. Hou's face froze instantly: "When? How did you die?"
"I don't know when I drowned in the lotus pond. I have asked people to drag him down and bury him. You know how to cover it up."
Mrs. Hou naturally knew, but this could not offset the resentment and anger in her heart. Bai Qing was the woman she carefully selected for Pei Huan. How could she die for no reason? It must be Song Shuwan. She was afraid that Bai Qing would get involved with Pei Huan.
and her, so he killed Bai Qing first.
Mrs. Hou gritted her teeth. She was obviously extremely angry, but she still had to keep her face calm and questioning.
On the other side, Song Shuwan had no intention of returning to the hall. She asked Pei Huan and then returned to Qingfeng Courtyard. However, until the end of the banquet, nothing about Peach Blossom Brewing broke out. This made Song Shuwan feel quite strange. Could it be that she was overthinking that Peach Blossom?
Is brewing just the servant’s own decision?
Little did she know that in the kitchen, Pei Huan's face was cold, and in front of the wheelchair, several corpses were stacked on top of each other. Blood was flowing and soon dyed the ground red.
Baicao stood aside with a low eyebrow, only An Yi was wiping the bloody sword in his hand: "Your Majesty, everything has been dealt with."
Pei Huan nodded: "Let's go."
Less than half an hour later, a scream pierced the entire Hou residence. Mrs. Hou rushed to the kitchen with a pale face. Looking at the stacked corpses, her knees softened instantly and she fell to the ground.
"Madam, madam, are you okay?"
Cui'er exclaimed and stepped forward, trying to help the man who fell to the ground, but his hand was slapped away.
Mrs. Hou asked angrily: "Didn't you say there was no one in the kitchen? Then what happened to these corpses?"
Cui'er knelt on the ground with a plop: "Madam, I came here earlier. There is indeed no one here, and there are no corpses. I..."
There was a crisp sound, and Mrs. Hou gave Cui'er a hard slap in the face: "Don't explain there, I won't believe a word of your words!"
First it was Bai Qing, and then the people in the kitchen. Why did the people under her hands die one after another today? What happened?
In the Qingfeng Courtyard, An Yi held the long sword in his arms and said with a bit of confusion in his tone: "Your Majesty, you have done so many things for the Crown Princess today, why don't you tell the Crown Princess?"
Pei Huan said calmly: "Why do you want to tell her? It's just a matter of cleaning up a few bugs."
An Yi felt that this was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. In the end, he could only scratch his head and shut up.
On the other side, Song Shuwan looked at Baicao who was turning around and asked about the situation of several people in the kitchen.
Baicao thought of the Crown Prince telling her not to tell the Crown Princess about the situation of the people in the kitchen, so she said, "They have been sent out of the Marquis' Mansion."
Song Shuwan was stunned, and suddenly thought of Pei Huan in her mind: "Is it the prince who sent them out of the house?"
Baicao nodded: "Yes."
"Your Majesty, you really have your heart. It's safe to send it out."
Song Shuwan didn't know the situation, so she said that Pei Huan had really sent him away, and her expression became a little more relaxed.
Xinguo Gongfu.
Zhong Rou returned to the yard and looked around. An unknown anger suddenly rushed up. She grabbed the things at hand and threw them on the ground.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
When the maids in the room saw this, they all looked at her, not daring to express their anger.
Zhong Rou vented her anger and finally regained her senses. She straightened her clothes casually and suddenly saw a maid at the door. Her eyes brightened and she waved away the other people in the room.
"Hongyao, did you get what I asked you to get?"
Hong Yao was the one placed by King Ning next to Zhong Rou, and it was also specially requested by Zhong Rou, specifically to take advantage of King Ning's influence.
Zhong Rou knew very well that no matter how vicious her methods were, she could not compare to Pei Huan behind Song Shuwan, so she asked Prince Ning to help her. Prince Ning himself was a lunatic, but he was still inexplicably insistent on targeting Song Shuwan.
Hongyao smiled slightly and took out a paper package from his sleeve: "I got it. Please take a look at it, Miss."
Zhong Rou snorted coldly and snatched the paper package from the maid's hand: "Of course I believe what Prince Ning's men got, so there's no need to look at it."
At this point, Zhong Rou stared at the paper bag, a hint of malice flashed in her eyes, Song Shuwan, the time has come for your reputation to be ruined.
"Follow me to the main courtyard."
"yes!"
Zhong Rou hurried to the main courtyard with the red medicine.
I don't know when a dark cloud came over the sky. As soon as it covered the sun, there was a strong wind. In just a short time of burning incense, a heavy downpour fell.
The next day, Song Shuwan felt a chill as soon as she got up and immediately put on a cloak.
Baicao brought breakfast and said with some emotion: "It's really strange this year. It's cold all the time."
Song Shuwan picked up the bowl and drank the porridge in one breath: "Be more careful these days. It's not so easy to get sick now."
Just as he was talking, An Yi came over: "I have met the Crown Princess, Crown Princess. Do you want to change the Crown Prince's medicine?"
Song Shuwan took the prescription and changed the quantities of two of the medicinal ingredients: "Tell the prince for me that if there is another time, I will not treat him again."
An Yi smiled along with him: "I understand, I will definitely tell you."
In the afternoon, Song Shuwan went to Cunshan Hall and asked for it after confirming that nothing was wrong. Unexpectedly, at the intersection of Zhuque Street, she heard a noise in front of her. After Baicao inquired, she found that a young man fell ill and suddenly fainted on the ground.
Song Shuwan got off the carriage and crossed the crowded crowd to check on the young man. After a moment, her expression became solemn.
"Baicao, take my golden needle. Please step back, don't get too close."
Following Song Shuwan's words, the people around him immediately dispersed.
Song Shuwan took the gold needle and pricked the young man several times. Then she heard a "wow" sound and the young man vomited a large mouthful of black blood.
Everyone around was shocked when they saw it: "What's going on? Why is a perfectly good person vomiting black blood?"
Song Shuwan had no expression on her face. After the young man spit out a second mouthful of black blood, she took away the golden needle. Almost at the same time, the unconscious young man opened his eyes.
"You, you saved me?"
Song Shuwan nodded: "I don't know what kind of medicine you are taking recently, but you are a normal person. That kind of medicine will harm you. Just stop it when you go back. You can recover after taking good care of yourself."
After saying that, she took Baicao and left.
The crowd at the back rushed forward, and some curious people asked directly: "Are you really taking medicine recently? What kind of medicine are you taking?"
The young man sat on the ground blankly, covering his heart and said: "Yes, I am indeed taking medicine, but what I am taking is the famous strange medicine in Beijing. How could that medicine harm me?"
Miracle medicine?
People around looked at each other. Some people felt strange and uneasy, but most people didn't care. How could a strange medicine harm people?
