Feng Yuheng thought that the Shen family would find a way to deal with the people on Liu Yuan's side, and also thought that the other party might take advantage of Zirui's illness to do something. But she never expected that the woman would be so vicious.

Thinking that she practiced medicine in the middle of her life in her previous life, she was a saint in both Chinese and Western medicine, plus her ancestral inheritance, and her ability to smell and distinguish medicine in the air was practiced as early as when she was eight years old. A bowl of decoction was served five steps away, and she could smell the smell of the herbs and what their names were, not to mention that she had smelled this bowl of medicine so carefully, and she would not make a mistake.

This is a bowl of yang-tonifying medicine!

Give a six-year-old a bowl of yang-tonifying medicine that an adult man drinks!

Shen's, Shen's! Feng Yuheng lamented in his heart, heaven is evil, it is forgivable; and thou shalt not live.

"Don't bring the medicine in." She instructed Lethe, and then beckoned to Qing Ling, who was busy in the courtyard: "Come." ”

The little girl hurriedly ran forward.

Since Qingling entered the willow garden and was given a name, he followed Huang Quan to take care of Feng Zirui. Now that Feng Zirui is sick, the little girl blames herself very much.

"You go and get an empty bowl, pour a bowl of warm water, and get a spoon." Feng Yuheng commanded, and Qing Ling trotted all the way to do it.

When he came back, Feng Yuheng had already taken out a small paper bag from his cuff, poured the medicinal foam in the paper bag into the bowl of water, and stirred it with a spoon: "Take it and give it to the young master to drink." ”

After Zi Rui fell asleep last night, Feng Yuheng took the time to go into the pharmacy, unpacked all the kind of powder that Zi Rui wanted to eat, wrapped it in paper, divided it into three small packets and put them in the cuffs, and it would not look too abrupt to take it out at any time.

Lechuan could smell that this was the same as the bowl of sweet medicine last night, and couldn't help asking: "Since Miss has her own medicine, why do you want the doctor in the house to prescribe another prescription?" He looked at what he was holding again, "Poison in the medicine?" There was a habitual flash of sharpness in her eyes as she asked.

Feng Yuheng sneered, "Poisoned? Poison can be cured, which is much more powerful than poison. ”

As he was talking, he saw a strange little girl at the gate of the courtyard looking into the willow garden tremblingly. Lechuan was the first to see it, and whispered to Feng Yuheng: "Miss, there is someone at the door." ”

She also looked at the little girl, and saw that her face was anxious, a little timid, but not like a thief. She took a few steps forward and beckoned to the little girl, "Come here." ”

The little girl stepped forward timidly, and cautiously looked behind her, for fear that someone would follow.

Feng Yuheng saw that she was holding a bowl of clear noodle soup in her hand, with two green vegetable leaves on it, fragrant and steaming, obviously just out of the pot.

"Which yard are you a girl?" She deliberately slowed down her tone, and even the anger that had originally appeared because of the bowl of yang tonic medicine was also restrained.

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief slightly, lowered her head and replied: "The slave maid is from Aunt Han's yard, Aunt Han said that the second young master is sick and has an uncomfortable stomach, so she should eat some oil-free pasta, so she asked the small kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles and sent the slave maid to send it." ”

The little girl said as she pushed the tray with noodles to Feng Yuheng, even though Qingyu had already come to wait, she still insisted on asking Feng Yuheng to take the tray in person.

Feng Yuheng did not refuse, reached forward, and deliberately wiped the little girl's hand to take the tray. Sure enough, just as the two fingers touched, a small note was stuffed into her palm.

"The slave and maid have retired." The task was completed, and the little girl ran away in a hurry.

Qingyu also wondered: "Why do the girls in this house not understand the rules like this, how can there be a reason to let the master take things." Then he quickly took the tray from Feng Yuheng's hand, thought about it, and asked carefully: "Miss, can you eat this bowl of noodles?" ”

Although I just entered the mansion yesterday, I think about the fact that Mama Sun and Lichuan Huangquan have infiltrated the Feng Mansion with these three close maids, and the three Qingzi girls can already tell who is their own person and who is the person who wants to oppose them.

Feng Yuheng smelled that there was no problem when the bowl of noodles was served, and when she saw Qingyu asking, she nodded: "You can eat it, the noodles are easy to digest, feed the young master more." ”

"Slave and maid, go now." Qingyu leaned over and retreated.

Feng Yuheng opened the note in his hand, only to see two lines scribbled on it: "The doctor is a distant relative of Jin Zhen, there must be something wrong with the medicine, don't drink it." ”

Feng Yuheng squinted, Jin Zhen? Very good.

It's just that she doesn't understand why the Han family wants to pass such a note to herself, when she came to Liuyuan with the Shen family before, she was clearly standing in one place.

"Mama Sun." She raised her voice and called Grandma Sun, who had just come out of Zirui's house, to her side, "You go to Jinyu Courtyard to find Jin Zhen, just say that Zirui's medicine has been delivered, since the eldest lady cares so much, it is better to let Miss Jin Zhen watch and drink." ”

Grandma Sun nodded, glanced at the medicine bowl held by Lechuan again, didn't say anything, and went straight out of the courtyard.

Feng Yuheng called Lechuan to go back to the house with her, and the two whispered a little, and saw Feng Yuheng stuffing something into Lechuan's hand.