Chapter Twenty-Five: The Tao is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high
"Madame! Yunping's face is full of blood! Tsukihashi's eyes burst into tears, and he rushed in behind the fog. Yu Wen recognized that so many tears at once were definitely not scared out by a mere nosebleed, and this effect must have been due to the shallot-flavored tear gas she gave to Yueqiao last time......
Yu Wen thought that the smell of smoked onions in his sleeve was likely to be exposed, so he learned the method of a pharmacist in the pharmacy to make a rough tear gas. Don't look at it as only the size of a fingernail, just put it to your eyes and pinch it hard to break through the outer film, and the concentrated onion juice inside will definitely make you cry for a year.
Looking at this familiar exaggerated effect, Yu Wen knew that there must be something strange inside, so he put the tea bowl on the ground on the green case. She bowed slightly to Mrs. Tan: "Mrs. Tan, I'll go and see how my maid is." β
Mrs. Tan tugged at her sleeve and said, "I will ask someone to find a doctor to help her diagnose and treat her, don't disturb Madame's interest for a maid." β
Seeing Yueqiao frowning at himself, Yu Wen politely refused: "She is someone close to me, you see Yueqiao is crying a jar of tears, I'm worried that the situation in Yunping is serious." β
Without waiting for Mrs. Tan to stay any longer, Yu Wen saluted and went out with the Fog Dynasty and Yueqiao. They turned and turned and walked for a while to the corner behind the kitchen.
"Madame...... Your medicine...... The smell is too strong...... "Tsukihashi wiped his tears desperately," it will be smelled. β
Yu Wen looked at Yunping, who deliberately covered his face with blood but had a relaxed face: "What are you made of, it really looks like blood!" β
Yunping said: "This is real blood, the slave cut a hole in the calf and smeared the blood that flowed out on the face." β
"What!?" Yu Wen was shocked, "Won't it hurt a lot?" Why are you doing this? Has the bleeding stopped? β
The question of the residual temperature made Yun Ping's head big: "Of course it hurts, and it's still aching faintly." The blood had stopped with the fog and the clean cloth he had brought with him. And the slave maid did this because he wanted to lure his wife out, and he had to prevent the people of the prime minister from seeing that the slave and maid were fine. β
Will the Fog Dynasty still bring clean cloth with you?
"Fog Dynasty, is this the strategy you came up with 'pull the lady out in case of emergency', so you prepare something to stop the bleeding wherever you go, Yunping has a knife, and Yueqiao has taken tear gas pills from me?" Yu Wen deliberately lowered his voice harshly, this group of people always hide from themselves, really.
Wu Chao nodded hesitantly, Yun Ping saw that Yu Wen's brows were becoming more and more furrowed, and hurriedly said: "Madam, this is really an urgent situation, you can first listen to Wu Chao say what she heard." β
Sensing Yu Wen's angry and complaining gaze, the fog shook his body: "The slave maid is tired of waiting outside the door, and after talking to some of the people in the attendants here, he thought about going to the back of the kitchen where there are not many people, and coming back after a half-rest." β
"And then what did you hear?" Yu Wen asked suspiciously.
"Two maidservants making tea in the kitchen are discussing how much Ecstasy to put in the tea you want to drink."
Yu Wen gasped: "But the tea is poured from a pot, and Mrs. Tan dares to drink it?" β
"Maybe she'll take the antidote first. Ecstasy is no better than arsenic, and it should be possible to take an antidote to resist it first. "One of the maids asked the other who had knowledge about Ecstasy, so the slave and maid listened too." β
"Did this ecstasy make me faint and tie me up in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
"That's what we call the dire elixir, or the elixir of going to the elixir. The so-called ecstasy is the ability to deceive people's minds. And the maid said that the tea was added to the type that made people unconsciously say the truth. β
Yu Wen's face softened: "This shows that the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion are in a hurry and want to find out the truth from me." β
"Yes. So the slaves had to design not to let you drink that bowl of tea. "Moon Bridge Road.
Yunping scraped the blood stains that had dried on his face: "The slave really wants to wipe this layer of blood, but I'm afraid that the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion will also come to see what ......"
"Madam, is your handmaid alrightβher name is Yunping?"
Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.
Yu Wen turned sideways and showed Mrs. Tan the blood stains on Yun Ping's face, and Mrs. Tan was frightened by Yun Ping's mottled face and took a step back: "Ah, this is too serious." Go out and call a doctor. β
Yu Wen stopped the maid who was about to leave: "Wait." She turned her head to look at Mrs. Tan: "Don't worry about Mrs. Lao, Yunping's nosebleed has stopped." β
"But she fainted just now." Mrs. Tan said with concern, "Let's take a look." β
"Madam, the slave maid was accompanied by Yueqiao to the side room to wait for the doctor. Don't worry, go and have tea with Mrs. Tan. Yun Ping thought that since he had already warned Madame, Madame would find a way to avoid the bowl of tea mixed with Ecstasy.
Seeing Yueqiao, Yunping and the maid called the doctor go away, Yu Wen felt that Mrs. Tan took her arm: "Madam, don't worry, the doctors in Xingchun Hall next to the Prime Minister's Mansion are all excellent, and the one I sent the maid to call is one of the good ones." β
Yu Wen pulled out a smile: "Mrs. Tan, don't worry too much, I trust you." β
They slowly walked back to Mrs. Tan's room and sat down again. Mrs. Tan made tea again for the two of them and said, "It's a pity that the bowl spilled just now." β
"I'm sorry." Yu Wen apologized humbly, "I will send good tea to make amends for another day." β
Mrs. Tan put a bowl of tea in front of Yu Wen: "Madame, please use it." β
The excuse in Yu Wen's mind had not yet taken shape, so she picked up the bowl of tea and lifted it away from the table at an extremely slow speed.
Mrs. Tan saw Yu Wen's obviously hesitant movements and asked, "Why doesn't Madame drink it?" β
Yu Wen glanced at her, and Mrs. Tan's eyes were immediately full of injury: "Could it be that Madam is afraid that I will poison here?" β
"No ......" Without waiting for Yu Wen to deny it, Mrs. Tan immediately pulled out the silver hairpin on her head and inserted the tea in Yu Wen's hand.
After a while, the silver hairpin didn't react, so she put the silver hairpin on the table: "Mrs. Ye, you can take a good look, the silver hairpin has no reaction at all, you can drink it with confidence." β
Yu Wen's thinking is actually far away: the silver needle can only test the typical poison of arsenic......
"Mrs. Ye?!"
"Ah, that, I didn't mean to, I was just worried about Yunping's body, so I was distracted." Yu Wen said with a smile. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the silver hairpin clean, leaning over: "Madame, don't be angry, I'll put the hairpin on for you." β
She inserted the hairpin back into its place, and Mrs. Tan was persuading her again: "Mrs. Ye, you and I will drink together, and forget all the unhappiness of Fang Cai." β
Yu Wen smiled, and in a hurry, he could only ignore Mrs. Tan's surprise and drink tea in the way that most people hid their faces before the two Jin Dynasty in ancient China. She covered her eyes with her sleeve, and when she found that the sleeve was not wide enough, she moved it down to her nose so that she could pour the cup and pour the tea secretly.
"Madam, all the tea you secretly poured has flowed to me." Mrs. Tan spoke quietly.
Yu Wen looked up in panic, but found that the person opposite was looking at him with a smile: "Mrs. Ye, do you think that by letting a maid pretend to be sick, you can avoid this experience?" β
"Come on, hold her for me!"