Chapter Seventy-Three: How Can Miracle Medicine Harm People

In the hall, Hou Ye smiled and said that the situation in the backyard was dazzling: "It's all fake, don't care." ”

The guests looked at each other, and believe it or not, only they knew, but now the banquet continued, and the atmosphere soon returned to enthusiasm.

Hou Ye glanced at Mrs. Hou, lowered his voice and said, "Bai Qing is dead." ”

The smile on Mrs. Hou's face froze instantly: "When?" How did he die? ”

"I don't know when I drowned in the lotus pond, Ben Hou has asked someone to drag it down and bury it, you know how to cover it."

Mrs. Hou naturally knew, but this couldn't withstand the resentment and anger in her heart, Bai Qing was the woman she carefully selected for Pei Huan, how could she die for no reason? It must be Song Shuwan, she was afraid that Bai Qing would get involved between Pei Huan and her, so she killed Bai Qing first.

Mrs. Hou gritted her teeth, obviously angry to the extreme, but she still had to maintain the calm and question on her face.

On the other side, Song Shuwan had no intention of returning to the hall, and went back to Qingfeng Courtyard after asking Pei Huan, but until the end of the banquet, the matter about peach blossom brewing did not break out, which made Song Shuwan quite strange in her heart, could it be that she was thinking too much, that peach blossom brewing was just a subordinate's own opinion?

She didn't know that in the kitchen, Pei Huan's face was cold, and in front of the wheelchair, several corpses were stacked on top of each other, and blood flowed, which quickly stained the ground red.

Baicao stood on the side with low eyebrows, only the dark one was wiping the bloodstained long sword in his hand: "Shizi, everything has been dealt with." ”

Pei Huan bowed: "Let's go." ”

Half an hour later, a scream pierced the entire Hou Mansion, Mrs. Hou rushed to the kitchen with a pale face, looked at the corpses stacked together, instantly softened her knees, and fell to the ground,

"Ma'am, are you alright, ma'am?"

Cui'er stepped forward in surprise, trying to help the person who fell to the ground, but was slapped away.

Mrs. Hou asked angrily: "Didn't you say that there was no one in the kitchen?" So what's going on with these corpses? ”

Cui'er "plopped" and knelt on the ground: "Madam, the slave maid came before, there is indeed no one here, and there are no corpses, the slave and maid ......"

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and Mrs. Hou slapped Cui'er heavily: "Don't explain there, I won't believe a word of your words!" ”

First Bai Qing, then the people in the kitchen, why did the people under her hand die one after another today? What the hell went on?

In Qingfeng Courtyard, Dark One held the long sword in his arms, and his tone was a little puzzled: "Shizi, you have done so many things for the princess today, why don't you tell the princess?" ”

Pei Huan said lightly: "Why do you want to talk to her?" Just pick up a few bugs. ”

Dark One felt that this was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, so in the end he could only scratch his head and shut up.

On the other side, Song Shuwan looked at the turning Baicao and asked about the situation of several people in the kitchen.

Baicao thought that the prince told her not to tell the princess about the situation of a few people in the kitchen, so she said, "It has been sent out of the Hou Mansion." ”

Song Shuwan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of Pei Huan's figure in her mind: "Did the prince send them out of the house?" ”

Baicao bowed: "Yes." ”

"The prince has a heart, and it is indeed safe to send it out."

Song Shuwan didn't know the situation, and said that Pei Huan really sent people away, and her expression was a little more relaxed.

Shinkoku Mansion.

Zhong Rou returned to the courtyard, looked around, and a nameless anger suddenly rushed up, grabbed the things in hand and smashed them on the ground.

"Damn, hateful, damnable!"

Seeing this, the maids in the house looked at their noses and noses, and they didn't dare to come out.

Zhong Rou vented, finally came back to her senses, straightened her clothes at will, and suddenly saw a maid at the door, her eyes lit up slightly, and waved away the others in the house.

"Red medicine, did you get what I asked you to get?"

The red medicine was the person that King Ning put next to Zhong Rou, and it was also specially asked by Zhong Rou, and it was specially used by her to borrow King Ning's power.

Zhong Rou knew very well that no matter how vicious her methods were, she couldn't compare to Pei Huan behind Song Shuwan, so she asked King Ning to help her, King Ning himself was a madman, but he still insisted inexplicably on the matter of targeting Song Shuwan.

Hongyao smiled slightly, and took out a paper bag from his cuff: "I got it, please take a look at it." ”

Zhong Rou snorted coldly, and snatched the paper bag from the maid's hand: "I naturally believe in the things that King Ning's subordinates brought, so I don't need to look at it." ”

Speaking of this, Zhong Rou stared at the paper bag, and a touch of malice flashed in her eyes, Song Shuwan, the time has come for you to be ruined.

"Come with me to the main courtyard."

"Yes!"

Zhong Rou hurried to the main courtyard with red medicine.

At some point, a dark cloud drifted in the sky, and as soon as the sun was covered, a strong wind arose, but in just a moment of incense, the downpour fell.

The next day, Song Shuwan felt a chill as soon as she got up, and immediately added a cloak to herself.

Baicao brought breakfast and said with some emotion: "It's really strange this year, it's been cold all the time." ”

Song Shuwan picked up the bowl and drank all the porridge in one go: "Pay more attention recently, it's not so easy to get sick at this time." ”

As he was talking, the dark one came over: "I've seen the princess, the princess, can the medicine of the prince be changed?" ”

Song Shuwan took the prescription and changed the amount of two of the medicinal materials: "Tell the prince for me, if there is a next time, I will not treat him again." ”

Dark One laughed with him: "The subordinates understand, and the subordinates must tell me." ”

In the afternoon, Song Shuwan went to Cunshan Hall, and asked for it after confirming that there was nothing to do, who knew that at the intersection of Suzaku Street, she heard a noise ahead, and after Baicao listened, she found that there was a young man who was sick and suddenly fainted to the ground.

Song Shuwan got out of the carriage and crossed the crowd to check the situation of the young man, and after a while, her expression was solemn.

"Baicao, take my golden needle, please step back, don't get too close."

With Song Shuwan's words, the people around immediately dispersed.

Song Shuwan took the golden needle and pricked the young man a few times, and when she heard the sound of "wow", the young man spit out a mouthful of black blood.

The people around were all shocked: "What's the matter?" Why do good people vomit black blood? ”

Song Shuwan's face was expressionless, and after the young man spit out the second mouthful of black blood, he took the golden needle, and almost at the same time, the unconscious young man opened his eyes.

"You, you saved me?"

Song Shuwan bowed: "I don't know what medicine you've been taking recently, but you're a normal person, that kind of medicine will harm you, just stop when you go back, and then you can recover after recuperation." ”

After saying that, she left with Baicao.

The crowd in the rear rushed up, and some curious people asked directly: "Have you really been taking medicine recently, what kind of medicine are you taking?" ”

The young man sat on the ground blankly, covered his heart and said, "Yes, I am indeed taking medicine, but I am taking a very famous miracle medicine in Beijing before, how can that medicine harm me?" ”

Miracle medicine?

The people around looked at each other, some people felt strange and uneasy, but more people didn't care, how could a miracle medicine harm people?