The eyes of the whole room widened in astonishment, how was this possible?

Listening to his own young lady's words, Danqing knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Miss, please also be aware that the slave maid is cautious and careful, she keeps staring at the medicine jar, and she doesn't even blink her eyes, except for the slave maid, it is impossible for anyone to do anything in the medicine soup, but it is really not a slave maid, Miss, you believe me."

Danqing knelt on the ground in fear.

She trembled a little, what she said was true, but the medicine was indeed manipulated, this is really a hell of a life.

Everyone knows that it can't be Danqing anyway.

So why is this medicine dirty again?

Song Qiusang sighed.

"It seems that I really think about this squire mansion simply."

can have such a mind and such a superb means, compared to when he framed her back then, it can be regarded as much better.

"Take it out and throw it out, remember not to make a noise, and don't let the other minions in the grandmother's house see it."

Hongling's face was a little ugly, she just answered, and took the jar and bowl of decoction and prepared to go out.

It was only when she walked to the door in the sun that she suddenly stopped.

"Miss, come and take a look, it seems that there is something wrong with this medicine jar."

Hongyan's voice was eager, and Song Qiusang stood up directly from the mahogany chair and walked quickly to the door, under the sun.

Sure enough, looking at the sun, the medicine jar was different from the others. The lid and the body are obviously two different colors.

One deep and one shallow, with sharp contrasts.

But in a darker room, no one will notice this color difference.

Song Qiusang picked up the lid of the medicine jar and sniffed it under his nose, it was still the familiar smell of sour rot.

The corners of her mouth hooked up a sneer, she took the medicine jar with her own hands, and turned to walk into the old lady's bedroom.

The old lady was resting on the head of the bed, and a hint of surprise flashed on her wrinkled face when she saw her granddaughter go and return.

"If you want to be a princess in the future, what makes you so anxious? The bun is out of order. ”

Song Qiusang has such a discovery today, how can he take care of anything else? She walked briskly over the threshold and walked up to the old lady.

"Mama Gui, when will you stop serving like this? I didn't see the eldest lady holding something in her hand, so I didn't hurry up and pick it up. ”

Song Qiusang casually handed the medicine jar filled with the medicine residue to Mama Gui.

She herself picked up the lid and walked to the bed.

"Grandmother, take a look, maybe you can see what's wrong?"

"What new discoveries have you made, this girl, and you are still dumb with your grandmother, just say whatever you want."

The old lady took the object in Song Qiusang's hand with some doubts.

She took a closer look at the bright place, and sure enough, this thing was much darker than the usual purple sand.

However, if you don't look closely at the jar of decoction, you can't see such a subtle difference.

The old lady was puzzled.

"If Sang'er has anything to say, you might as well say it directly."

"Presumably grandmother has seen the difference in color, the lid of this medicine jar has been soaked in the juice of poison, there are pores on the purple sand, which can absorb water the most, the lid has already been infected with poison, as long as you use this medicine jar to decoction medicine, the medicine in the jar will touch the lid when it boils and rolls, so that the originally non-toxic medicine has become a deadly poison."

Mama Gui listened to Song Qiusang's words and gasped.

What a wicked mind.

The old lady has always been peaceful, but someone wants to use such a sinister and vicious means to harm her life, the family is all juniors, and it is not too much to disobey the elders like this, and the car will crack.

"Old lady, how can there be such a person in the family? Who do you think it will be? Even if the old slave fights for her life, she will skin her to avenge you. ”

Song Qiusang pondered and was silent, if the old lady died, who could be overflowed, it was really hard to say?

There are many people in the house, and it is really not certain who did this.

The top priority now is to tell Song Yuande about this matter as soon as possible.

The old lady is his own mother, and his money has raised these bad people with femme fatales, and no one can forgive them.

Song Qiusang left Hongling to help serve her grandmother, and she took Danqing straight to Lord Shilang's study alone.

Along the way, she has been reminiscing about how she got along with her father in her previous life.

Although this man lost her mother, he had to admit that he was a good official and a good father.

Back then, it was his refusal to submit to the powerful that caused the Song family to be beheaded.

Song Qiusang shook her head vigorously, expelling those unpleasantness from her mind, she didn't stop, and in a blink of an eye, she had come to the door of Lord Shilang's study.

When the little maid waiting outside the door saw the eldest lady, he bowed and saluted, Song Qiusang didn't look at it, and broke into the study directly.

Song Yuande was writing big characters with his head down, and when he heard the sound of the door, he raised his eyes and saw his daughter.

He was stunned for a moment, he hadn't seen Song Qiusang for a long time, his daughter was already slim and slim, and she was seven points similar to her mother.

It's just that the bearing is completely different from before, and it is no longer a gentle and lovely lady, as if it is a completely different person.

For example, a woman's appearance can change slightly depending on the way she dresses.

But there can be no such worlds of difference in temperament in any case.

It's a game-changer.

"Say hello to my father, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my daughter misses me very much."

Song Qiusang's attitude is alienated by three points, and she can never forgive half-hearted men.

It's just that on the surface, he is still polite and courteous, and no one can find fault with it.

Song Yuande smiled, he has been in the officialdom for many years, and he is no longer the champion of the poor family who has never seen the world.

"Sang'er, I see that you have been radiant recently, but you are in good spirits at happy events. My father has heard from your grandmother, and you agreed to join the Night King's Mansion, and then you will become a royal wife, and now it is very good to see you like this. ”

Hearing Song Yuande mention the Night King, the man was her husband for two lifetimes.

She had a rare smile on her face.

"The father has always been majestic in his daughter's heart, when did he start to learn to make fun of his daughter."

Song Qiusang rarely showed the peculiar shyness of her little daughter's family.

Song Yuande suddenly felt that this was what her concubine should look like, and laughed heartily.

"Okay, dad won't talk about it, dad is reluctant to let you marry so early. Sang'er hasn't been to her father's study for a long time, so what is there to discuss today? ”

Speaking of business, Song Qiusang removed the smile on his face.

Suddenly, there was some indifference in her eyes, if it weren't for this man who was idle and took so many women, the tragedy of her previous life would not have happened, and the old lady would not have lingered on the sickbed now.

"Father is busy with business, shouldn't he know that grandmother has been holding it for many days?"

At the mention of Old Taijun Song, Song Yuande frowned, and the smile on his face gradually faded.