The Song family's carriage stopped outside the Chen family's courtyard. Song Youyu got out of the carriage wrapped in a cloak. Song Qinghuan, who was accompanying him, was dressed in a young servant's attire, very delicate.
Chen Er jumped off the horse, pointed at Song Youyu and laughed: "When did you become so weak and still have to ride in a carriage?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Song Qinghuan again. His eyes suddenly lit up. He took a few steps forward and circled around Song Qinghuan. He said, "How long have you been a servant? You look so delicate and fit."
My temper."
Chen Er has always been a bastard who hangs out in Gouganwatou. When he saw that Song Qinghuan looked good, he immediately became interested. When he stepped forward, he asked Song Youyu to block him.
"It's useless to suit your temper. She is mine. If you dare to think even half of it, we can't even be brothers."
He added: "It's getting late, I'm still rushing back, just hurry up."
"Okay, okay..." Chen Er smiled and touched his nose: "I won't do anything but you."
He reached out and hooked Song Youyu's shoulder, leading him to the other courtyard, muttering: "You were not good at this before, why have you changed your taste now?"
Song Youyu glanced at Chen Er with a warning in his eyes. Before he could speak, he saw Chen Er twist his body, let out an ouch, and started laughing inexplicably.
"Hahahahahahahaha, hahahahahaha..." Chen Er burst out laughing and couldn't stop laughing: "I, hahaha, I am, hahahaha, what's going on, what, hahahaha, I can't stop laughing.
Stop, hahahaha..."
Song Youyu was also frightened and quickly stepped aside.
Song Qinghuan wiped the silver needle clean and put it away with a calm expression. Seeing Song Youyu looking over, he raised his eyebrows: "This young master has a dirty mouth."
Chen Er also turned around and looked at Song Qinghuan with a frightened look on his face, and then his face was full of anger: "You, hahahaha, you, hahahaha, you little son of a bitch, hahahaha, how dare you plot against me, hahahaha
, the plotter, hahaha..."
"Believe it or not, hahaha, I did it to you on the spot, hahahaha, hahaha..."
Song Qinghuan stepped up and stood next to Song Youyu, looking at Chen Er with a burning gaze: "It's not that I look down on you, it's that you will definitely die before me if you don't get the antidote."
Then he said: "I guess you will feel depressed and exhausted now, and your eyes will be congested. If there is no accident, your hands and feet will become soft and weak, your chest pain will be unbearable, your seven orifices will bleed, and you will die of heart and lung failure in a quarter of an hour..."
Chen Erxian hadn't felt tired yet, but when Song Qinghuan said this, he felt uncomfortable all over his body.
He covered his heart and took several steps back, his eyes full of horror, but he didn't believe that she had such ability. He pointed at her and said angrily: "Hahaha, you are so presumptuous, hahaha, how dare you threaten me, hahaha, I don't want your life anymore, haha."
Ha ha..."
Although he was full of anger, it was particularly funny coming from his mouth.
"You'll know in a quarter of an hour who you don't want to die." Song Qinghuan didn't even look at Chen Er, and pulled Song Youyu forward: "Let's go see the horses first."
Song Youyu glanced at Song Qinghuan and hesitated to speak, but held back his words.
The discomfort on Chen Er's body became more and more obvious, and when he saw that Song Qinghuan had no fear on his face, he knew he was getting scared as soon as his eyes rolled, and he quickly followed: "Hahaha, you, you, hahahaha, antidote, hahaha, antidote.
medicine..."
Song Qinghuan paused, looked Chen Er up and down with a sarcastic smile, and hugged him with both hands: "Want an antidote?"
Chen Er's face turned red, but he still laughed and nodded repeatedly.
"I am the person who can't hear anything clean." Song Qinghuan said, his apricot eyes moved and he turned back inside.
Chen Er was a bastard, but he was also greedy for life and afraid of death. Now that he was responding to Song Qinghuan's words, he didn't dare to be careless.
At that moment, I was crying with snot and tears: "Haha, little brother, haha, you are an adult and don't care about the faults of small people, hahahaha, just treat me like a dog with a mouth, hahaha, it can't spit out ivory, hahahaha... "
Seeing Song Qinghuan's unmoved look, he decided to slap himself again: "It's all my fault, hahaha, I'm a bitch, hahaha..."
Then he looked at Song Youyu: "Hahaha, Jinyu, hahaha, we, hahaha, are brothers, hahaha..."
Although Chen Er is a bastard, he is not a treacherous person. He and Song Youyu have had some friendship over the years.
This horse inspection also had a lot of help from him, which made it so smooth.
Song Youyu was also afraid that what Song Qinghuan said was true, so he couldn't bear it and looked at Song Qinghuan.
It's not a big deal at all, it's just that he doesn't like this person's dirty mouth, so Song Qinghuan just let it go.
He took out the silver needle again, pricked two acupuncture points on Chen Er's body, and then withdrew the needle.
As soon as Chen Er's laughter stopped, he immediately fell to the ground. With a flash of his eyes, Song Qinghuan said: "Take all your thoughts away, otherwise I won't be able to speak so easily next time."
Chen Eryi hesitated and immediately swallowed the curse words on his lips. He hid behind Song Youyu with a mournful face and muttered in a low voice: "When did you find such a powerful person? It's too bad to do anything evil." So cruel..."
Song Youyu pursed his lips and said nothing. He just led Song Qinghuan all the way to the place where the horses were kept.
The courtyard of the Chen family is not big, but it is very exquisitely built. After walking through the corridor, a few people stopped outside the door of a dilapidated wing.
Song Youyu took the first step, pushed open the door and coffin, and smelled a strange smell.
Chen Er was so afraid of Song Qinghuan that he followed Song Youyu closely. When he smelled the strange smell, he frowned and complained: "It's cold today, otherwise, if you put this dead horse here, it will stink the whole yard." "
Song Qinghuan took a cloth and covered her mouth and nose before entering the wing.
The horse was lying in the corner. The shiny brown hair on its body had been stained with mud and stained with blood.
Song Qinghuan stepped forward, squatted down, and saw the emblem of the Yiwangfu engraved on the horseshoe, and then his eyes darkened.
A horse examination is similar to a post-mortem examination. Although this horse was badly injured and had few parts of its body intact, the way it died cannot be deceived.
Song Qinghuan took out the props he had brought, and with a single glance, he disemboweled the dead horse, cut out the horse's internal organs one by one, soaked them in the medicinal juice for half a quarter of an hour, and then used smoked paper to test the poison.
This method was taught by Song Qinghuan's former master. At that time, the master said that if you learn this well, if someone plots against you in the future, you will not be afraid of not knowing what kind of poison it is.
At that time, she thought it was too complicated and didn't study it seriously. She just felt that it was useless. Today, she used the method from memory, but she didn't know much about it.
Song Youyu and Chen Er, who were watching her operation all the time, both had pale faces. No one expected that Song Qinghuan, who was young and delicate in appearance, would actually do such a bloody thing without even frowning.
Chen Er went outside to vomit, then pulled Song Youyu's sleeve and asked: "She, is she a human or a ghost?"
