"What's wrong with my face?" Jiang Shu saw her reaction, and raised his hand to touch his face with some confusion.

The day before yesterday, she was slapped by Zhu Xuanrao, in order to reduce swelling and relieve pain, after she returned to Qingran Pavilion, she asked this girl to go to the kitchen to get hard-boiled eggs, and after peeling off the shell, she massaged her every two hours, and then used fresh myrrh collected from the weeds on the east wall of the back garden for half an hour before going to bed at night. Yesterday, the finger marks on his face have basically disappeared.

In order to be able to show her normal face at today's flower appreciation banquet, she deliberately used myrrh to apply it again before going to bed last night, and it stands to reason that she should have been completely fine, how could this girl make such a fuss?

"Miss...... You'd better see for yourself. Ping Qian hesitated slightly, took a few steps inside, and picked up a diamond-flowered bronze mirror from a nearby desk and handed it to her.

Jiang Shu looked at her as if the matter was very serious, nodded slightly, raised his hand to take the bronze mirror, and gently raised it to his face.

Under this photo, his complexion changed instantly. I saw that half of my face, which was almost better yesterday, was red and swollen again, and it was even more swollen than when I was beaten by Zhu Xuanrao just now.

"Miss, this injury was almost healed yesterday, how could it suddenly become like this?" Ping's shallow and immature little face was full of worry, "Miss is going to enter the palace today, if His Royal Highness King Fu sees it......"

"It doesn't matter if he sees it or not," Jiang Shu said solemnly with a solemn face as he put the bronze mirror in his hand on the round table beside him, "I just want to know what's going on on my face." By the way, did you throw away the rest of the myrrh from last night? ”

"I haven't thrown it yet, it's in the next room......" Ping Qian said, suddenly realizing something, "Miss is suspicious......"

Jiang Shu waved his hand slowly: "It's not easy to say, you go and bring it over, I'll take a look." ”

"Yes, slave and maid will go." Ping Qian respectfully agreed, bent down to pick up the copper basin on the ground, and slowly turned around and walked outside.

Soon after, Ping Qian went back and forth, holding a fine white porcelain open bowl containing mashed myrrh in his hand, handed it to her, and said, "Miss, it's all here." ”

Jiang Shu nodded slightly, took it over, raised it to his nose and sniffed it, and a look of understanding immediately appeared on his face: "I blamed me for being careless last night, but I didn't smell that someone had a fishtail sunflower here." ”

"Fishtail Aoi?" Ping Qian repeated the name gently, slightly puzzled, "What is that?" ”

Jiang Shu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and said softly: "It is a kind of tree, it is mildly toxic all over its body, and the juice can make the skin red and swollen, but it is not painful or itchy......"

At this point, her complexion changed suddenly.

The person who poisoned him was so clever that he could think of this about itching. If you just use something that can make your skin red and swollen, such as broken intestine grass, you would have found it as early as last night, and then there would be no time to remedy it, and it wouldn't be what it looks like today.

"Is there a way to detoxify?" Poisoning is not the same as being slapped, and Ping Qian couldn't help but panic a little, "What if this doesn't get better?" ”

"Don't worry, it won't," knowing that this little girl was really worried about herself, Jiang Shu said with a restrained expression, "Fishtail sunflower is only mildly toxic, just leave it alone, and it will recover on its own after two days." ”

"That's good, that's good." Ping Qian was relieved when she heard her say this, thought of something, and said suspiciously, "By the way, Miss, after the slave maid picked up the myrrh last night, she smashed it and put it on for Miss, and she has never left the place, how could she be poisoned?" ”