Chapter Seventy-Seven: Sleepweed

When Helan Xuanyi saw Lu Qinghuan, the big stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground.

Pei Yuan was playing chess with him in the small courtyard before, and then he suddenly received a report from the guards, and he didn't have time to say a word, so he flew away, just asking people to come to the Lu Mansion.

He looked at Lu Qinghuan's slightly pale little face, as well as the red and purple binding marks on his wrists, his heart twitched slightly, and he lowered his head and asked her in a low voice, "What else are you uncomfortable with?" ”

Lu Qinghuan shook his head, "I just took a few hits, you go and take a look at the rosary, she is seriously injured!" ”

Hearing her say that she had been hit a few times, Helan Xuanyi's heart was stagnant, but it was not good to check the wound for her, so she had to leave a few bottles of ointment to invigorate blood and remove blood stasis, and told her to rub the medicine well.

"I want to go and see the rosary......" Lu Qinghuan was full of guilt for the rosary, if it weren't for herself, she wouldn't have suffered this catastrophe.

Helan Xuanyi knew that she was very stubborn, and she didn't stop her, so she went to the rosary room with her.

The rosary was awakened by Lu Jinyan with a cup of hot tea before, and then fell into a coma again and never woke up.

Lu Qinghuan helped her check the wounds on her body, and found that there were not only stick wounds, but also bleeding points on her back and arms, but the most tragic thing was the wounds on her face, the purple marks in the shape of strips were raised high, and the cheeks on both sides were all swollen, and they were also scalded by Lu Jinyan's hot tea, and the already injured skin was now blistered with blood.

Lu Qinghuan's anger that calmed down slightly ignited again, she clenched her fists tightly, resisted the urge to beat Lu Jinyan and the Lin family violently, and took a deep breath, "Please, Helan, please don't let her leave a scar!" ”

Rosary is a little girl who loves beauty, and Lu Qinghuan doesn't want her to see her like this when she wakes up.

Helan Xuanyi nodded, he opened the medicine box, took out a lot of medicine bottles from it, as well as concentrated liquor, and carefully helped the rosary treat the wound and rub the ointment.

"Don't worry, after this medicine is rubbed, it will recover within ten days, and there will be no scars." Helan knew that Lu Qinghuan was in a bad mood at this time, and explained softly.

"Well, thank you Helan!" Lu Qinghuan nodded and took the other medicine bottles in his hand, "I'll wipe the rest of the medicine for her, you go out and wait for me first." ”

Because the rosary hurt her hips and back, she could only lie on her stomach on the soft bed, and this position squeezed the wound on her face, so the rosary occasionally escaped a few uncomfortable moans.

Looking at the rosary beads that were alive and well in the past, and now lying on the bed with a dying breath, Lu Qinghuan's heart was very uncomfortable.

When he was rubbing the medicine for the rosary, the curtain at the door was lifted, and then a familiar voice sounded, and Gui Bao ran in with a whimper, "Lady! ”

"Lady, it's great that you're okay!" Gui Niang, who came in later, was also full of surprise, and the two hurriedly stepped forward and surrounded Lu Qinghuan, as if they wanted to see if she was injured.

When Gui Niang saw the rosary lying on the bed with a serious injury, a trace of pity and pain flashed on her face, she held Lu Qinghuan's hand, and cried with apologetic face: "I'm sorry lady, it's all my ...... to blame."

"Gui Niang!" Lu Qinghuan interrupted her, looked at the two of them carefully, and made sure that they were not injured except for the slight redness and swelling of their eyes, so he put down the stone in his heart and comforted the two: "It's none of your business, if you want to blame, you can only blame me for being useless and not protecting you!" ”

"Lady!" The two hugged Lu Qinghuan and cried bitterly, until Gui Niang noticed that Lu Qinghuan was in pain, so she quickly let go and asked her anxiously: "Lady, are you also injured?" ”

Lu Qinghuan shook her head, compared to the injury of the rosary, her body was not injured at all.

handed the ointment to Gui Bao, asked her to take care of the rosary, no matter what happened, and then called Gui Niang to her room, intending to sort out the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that after Lu Yuge was poisoned, Gui Niang and the two rough maids were arrested by Lu Jinyan and locked up in the firewood room, she didn't know what happened until she was released just now, and only vaguely until something happened.

Of course, Lu Qinghuan knew that she was framed, but she didn't know who she was framed by and how she was framed.

She took Helan to Lu Yuge's room.

Pei Yuan was interrogating Lu Yuge's other maids, and when he saw Lu Qinghuan coming over, he reproached: "You are injured, why don't you rest in the room?" ”

Lu Qinghuan shook his head, "I want to see what kind of poison Lu Yuge is." ”

Knowing that if she didn't figure out the whole story, she wouldn't give up, Pei Yuan didn't talk about her anymore, but just told her that if she felt uncomfortable, she must say it.

The doctor in the house had examined Lu Yuge before, and on the surface, Lu Yuge's physical condition was good, but she was unconscious, and no matter how she was called, she couldn't wake her up, so the doctor concluded that she was poisoned.

Helan Xuanyi re-examined Lu Yuge, and soon came to the conclusion that Lu Yuge's poison was a kind of "sleeping grass".

"Nightmare grass?" What's that?

"The sleepweed itself is not toxic, but it just makes people sleep for a few days, but I don't know what the dosage is, if the dose is large, the poisoned person is very likely to sleep until ......"

"Until what?"

"Until the body withers up and dies."

Pei Yuan and Lu Qinghuan glanced at each other, and soon understood that the purpose of this poisoned person was not Lu Yuge, but Lu Qinghuan.

Lu Qinghuan sneered: "It seems that there are so many people in this Lu Mansion who want me to die!" ”

"Don't worry, no matter who it is, I'll pull her out!"

Pei Yuan knew about the maid who sent the snow clams from Hongying, and knew that she was not Lu Yuge's maidservant, but a rough maid who was responsible for cleaning the main courtyard.

Because Hongying was a little afraid that Lu Yuge would know about her private snow clams, she relied on her own level to be higher than the other party, so she instructed the other party to send snow clams to Lu Yuge.

Who would have thought that it was such a seemingly harmless maid who would poison Lu Yuge, and by the time the identity of the maid was found out, she had disappeared.

Pei Yuan sued Lu Jinyan about the matter. Lu Jinyan looked at the obvious ridicule in Lu Qinghuan's eyes, and felt as if his face had been slapped heavily, and it was hot.

He glared at Hongying, who was kneeling on the ground, slapped her hard, and scolded angrily: "You greedy, blame you for hurting the song!" If there is something in the song, I want you to look good! ”

From beginning to end, he never apologized to Lu Qinghuan in the slightest.

Pei Yuan glanced at Lu Jinyan with dark eyes, extremely disgusted with his appearance, and turned to look at Lu Qinghuan beside him, and the pity in his eyes couldn't help but be revealed.

Receiving Pei Yuan's gaze, Lu Qinghuan pursed her lips and smiled indifferently, she had long known that Lu Jinyan would be like this, she didn't have the slightest affection for this cheap father, she couldn't talk about being angry or sad, but- Turning her head and looking at the Lin family, Lu Qinghuan vaguely felt that something was not right.