Chapter 32: Isn't This a coincidence?
For An Chengyan's psychedelic operation, I did in-depth research and discussion with my third brother.
The more we discussed, the more I felt that his words were not credible.
Looking at the entire Youjia, the one who stands at the top of the power is Daddy, although he has a lot of criticism in the DPRK, but he also has many supporters, and he has won the trust of the saints. The most important point is that my father has a deep affection for his mother, and in the past ten years, he has refused all kinds of temptations to continue the strings, and he has no desires, and he has worked hard to bring a few of us with him as both a father and a mother, just because of his mother's advice before he died. If what An Chengyan said is true, then Daddy will definitely not let the person who killed his mother be so free, Daddy should be more useful.
The second one at the center of power is the eldest brother, although he does not have a high status in the court, but it is said that the saints favor him and intend to cultivate him. And if the eldest brother knew that his mother's death was related to the virtuous concubine, he would definitely not give up, and he would have to make a little waves, even my second brother who was immersed in the shopping mall had a higher use value than the two of us.
The third brother is not yet weak, and he is not old enough to win fame, of course, he doesn't want to have any fame, and secondly, he has no roots and no foundation in the imperial capital, and he can't provide him with any resources like the children of other families, and I, except for causing trouble and losing face, really can't think of any use value.
Oh, there's a little value, the Eighth Prince calls me a mother.
So why did he choose the two of us?
Because we are too young, we are impulsive, and we are easy to handle.
I have to say that this An Chengyan not only looks similar to the saint, but even has the same thoughts, which is too doggy.
But he has always been a gentle image of a humble son in the imperial capital, why is he so cruel in front of us? Which one is the real him?
The third brother said that maybe it is neither, and many people in the world will change their personalities according to the people they meet. Some are eager to be recognized, forcing themselves to blend in with the crowd and cater to others to reflect their life values; And some are by empathizing with others, making them confidants or communities of interests, and using people's desires to achieve their own goals.
The former is pathetic, the latter is terrible.
Obviously, An Chengyan belongs to the latter.
The third brother asked me to stay away from him, and I asked the third brother sadly if he had forgotten that it was the future husband given to me by the Holy God himself.
He was silent for a while and said, "Why don't you consider eloping with Mo Qingran?" β
"He's our brother now."
"It's not biological."
β¦β¦ It's better to choose the lesser of two evils.
Mo Qingyan was stimulated by An Chengyan, and became more and more obsessed with the refining of poisons, and almost went crazy.
He found that no one tested the poison after the drug was studied, and he couldn't handle the dosage, but fortunately there were more mice in his yard, so he caught the mice to test the poison, and after the poison in his yard was finished, he went to other yards to catch it, and soon the mice within a radius of five miles from Youfu were killed by him.
The people around him were delighted, and felt that he had done a great deed, giving him the glorious title of the rat catcher, but his will was depressedβany poison would be more or less visible on the surface of the rat's corpse, which was contrary to his original intention of killing people invisibly.
The depression of Mo Qingzhi produced a series of chain reactions, the first of which was the recurrence of the Gu poison in my body, the first thing I did when I got up every day was to take the mirror to see if my perfect face was still there, and watched those purple lines that gradually disappeared creep up my chin again, I felt that I had to talk to Mo Qingran about life, and tell him that with my well-read experience, I had never seen a perfect crime.
Mo Qingran asked me what kind of book I was reading, and I told him the names of a series of best-selling books on solving crimes, such as "Who Dares to Move My Meat Bag", "The Great Arrest of Fu'er", and "The First Criminal Officer of Jing Yan".
He looked at me and realized: "Sure enough, it's better for you to be ugly, so you won't feel guilty about using you to test poison." β
β¦β¦
I was very dissatisfied with his other attitudes, and continued to channel his emotions: "Is it because you are under too much mental pressure that you have not been able to develop the best poison?" Why don't you think differently? β
"How to change?"
"Why do you have to be killed?"
"I want to slash my enemies."
"You're him?"
"He's hateful," the ink lightly stained with a look of pain I've never seen before, a dying despair, "but...... I can't ......."
"You are in such pain, then why let him die a happy death, you should let him suffer too." I took myself as an example, "For example, let me watch my life pass by but be powerless, and fear in my heart can only accept my fate." β
Mo lightly dyed his face with shame: "Ah Mo, it's me who is wrong, I will definitely heal you." β
"Hey, now I'm giving you psychological counseling, why are you pulling me," I didn't care, "you can't afford to make him miserable, can't you borrow someone else's hand?" β
Mo Qingran came to say with interest: "Borrow someone else's hand? β
"Yes," I said, "there are always people who hate him as much as you do, who are jealous of him, and you can lend their hands ......."
A thought crossed my mind, and it made me shiver.
An Chengyan did not lie.
In my limited memory, my mother has been lingering on the sickbed, in the last days, coughing up blood and fainting is a common thing, often dizzy is several days, not faint when the body is also very weak, my father three days and two ends with the saint to leave, for fear that in the morning when you come back from the door will not be able to see the last side of the daughter-in-law. And the saint almost moved the entire Tai Hospital to the General's Mansion to treat his mother, if it weren't for the Tai Doctor and the medicinal materials in the palace hanging, the mother would not have lived that long.
"Brother-in-law, what does the person who died of poisoning look like?" The mother was very peaceful when she left, and there was no sign of poisoning
"It depends on what kind of poison, highly poisonous and strong poison will make people die horribly, foaming at the mouth, bleeding from the seven orifices, and festering all over the body. And **** will be very peaceful, most of these are not poisoned, but eat things that are mutually restrained, and in the long run, toxin deposition can make the internal organs fail and die. β
Yes, Mo Qingzhi said that **** has a lethal effect, and it must be poisoned at least a few months in advance.
"Will you vomit blood? Will I faint? β
"Taking these poisons, the symptoms of poison are no different from the symptoms, coughing up blood and fainting, of course." Mo Qingran frowned, "You want me to use chronic poison?" No, this poison must be administered without his precautions, and I am not close to him, how can I administer it? β
I stood up in shock when I heard this, my heart was like a knife, and I couldn't straighten up in pain for a while!
Mother's medicine is fed to her by her father! But how could Daddy kill his mother?! No, Daddy loves her the most, and it will definitely not be Daddy, so someone has given the medicine and asked Daddy to feed his mother personally, and let Daddy personally kill his favorite woman!
Who the hell is so vicious?!
I try my best to remember the people and events of my childhood.
In addition to the saint, the queen mother also cares about her mother.
But the Queen Mother knew what the Holy Mother was thinking about her mother.
She would not allow the wife of the saint and the courtier to be unclear, and she had always been jealous of her mother.
What An Chengyan said was: "Concubine Xian Niangniang also made a lot of efforts. β
Concubine Xian had no chance to get close to her mother at that time, and the Queen Mother had summoned her mother into the palace several times, and gave many rewards, saying that if there was no mother, Jing Yan didn't know what would happen.
The Queen Mother also often ordered the imperial doctor to come to the house to see her mother......
Could it really be the Queen Mother and the Virtuous Concubine?!
Seeing that I was so out of shape, Mo Qingran asked, "Ah Mo, what's wrong with you?" β
I cried and said, "Brother Yi, you must not disclose what I say below to others......
I was terrified and angry, and if it was as I had guessed, my father would have apologized if he had known! After listening to his guesses, he analyzed them from a professional level, and felt that what I said had a certain amount of truth, if the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor sent by the Holy Lord was different from the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor sent by the Queen Mother, even if it was not poisonous, it would put his mother to death!
"It would be nice if I could get medicine."
I said, "It's been ten years, where can I still find the recipe of the year?" β
He added: "There is another way, but it will be disrespectful to your mother." β
"What's the method?"
"**** infiltrates the internal organs and bone marrow, if the coffin is opened for autopsy, it may be found."
I shook my head when I heard this: "My mother, it's cremation." β
Mo Qingran said strangely: "There is such a thing? β
"My mother is not from Jing, I don't know where she is from, my father said that her hometown worships the god of fire, and her bones are burned after death."
Mo Qingran was thoughtful and stopped talking.
In the next few days, the third brother saw that I was uneasy, and always asked me what was wrong, and I told him that I was deeply troubled by my own high and low appearance, and he ordered Mo Qingran to stop studying those poisons and detoxify me wholeheartedly.
But with little effect, my face began to crawl with dense purple lines again, as if I had been under a spell.
But I don't care anymore, I think about my mother's death every day.
The house chosen for us by the Ministry of Works has been built, and the Holy Lord sent Yulin Army to help us move, but in the end, only me, the third brother, and Mo Qingran were allowed to move over, saying that the house was too small to accommodate many people.
Even Song Yue was not allowed to follow.
This is really going to put us under house arrest.
The sister-in-law was so anxious that she burst into tears.
The eldest brother has no choice but to tell us to be careful.
My third brother and Mo Qingran followed Yulinjun all the way to the new house, and when we got off the carriage, we saw An Chengyan waiting at the door with the eighth prince.
The third brother stopped An Chengrui, the eighth prince who was about to throw himself into my arms, and said to An Chengyan with a smile: "His Royal Highness King Yu, I have already made my words very clear before I go down. β
An Chengyan shrugged his shoulders and smiled easily and proudly: "This king is just curious about who the new neighbor is, so he came out to take a look." β
He led An Chengrui to me and said gently, "I didn't expect it to be the fourth miss, isn't it a coincidence." β
At that moment, I finally realized that his target was not someone else, it was me.
He knew I'd go ask Molight Dye, but that would make my doubts grow, and he was waiting for me. He told me plainly that he knew all my doubts and that the answers were with him.
Like an angler, he holds the bait in his hand that I can't resist, leading me step by step to the abyss he has dug.
But I can only be willing to do it.
I only felt numb all over my body, and I wanted to erect all the thorns on my body like a hedgehog: "Hehe, what a coincidence." β