Master Luo hesitated for a few breaths, and finally when Second Lady Su was about to leave, he still confided in his heart.

He kindly persuaded: "Sister, how well you are doing now, brother-in-law loves you, and your children are filial." Let it pass. ”

The medicines that Second Madam Su used on Old Madam Su were all obtained from Old Madam Luo.

Master Luo vaguely knew something about what Second Mrs. Su was going to do.

Because it was his sister-in-law, he had to help.

But this time, what Second Mrs. Su asked for was the most powerful poison that sealed her throat with blood!

Second Mrs. Su must be taking someone's life!

Master Luo was afraid that Second Mrs. Su would be confused, so he put his good days into it.

A sneer curled into Second Madam Su's lips, "Forget? How can I forget? ”

Second Mrs. Su put away the things that Master Luo gave her, and when she looked up, she saw the sorrow on her brother's face.

She smiled: "Brother, relax, this thing is not used on my mother-in-law." And even if it happens, I won't give you up. ”

Master Luo was so anxious that he patted his thigh, "Is that what I'm worried about?" I'm just worried about you, you've gone astray! Sister, before anyone finds out now, you should stop it. ”

Second Mrs. Su said stubbornly: "Brother, don't persuade me, I won't listen." ”

She straightened her robe and walked away.

Master Luo regretted it, he shouldn't have blindly indulged Second Mrs. Su.

When Second Lady Su asked him for poison for the first time, he shouldn't have given it.

Because of the events of that year, he felt that the Luo family was sorry for Second Mrs. Su, so he relented to Second Mrs. Su again and again.

That's what makes us where we are today.

I only hope that Second Lady Su can stop in time.

After Mrs. Su went back, she immediately handed over the things to the poem.

Poetry locked himself in the house for a while, adjusting his mood before going out.

As soon as I went out, I saw Shichun coming out of the main room with a suitcase hanging in the crook of his arm.

She walked over and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Shichun replied: "The girl won't come to the old lady's place for dinner tonight, the old lady asked me to send a few small dishes to the girl." ”

Shishi's mind turned for a moment, and he smiled: "I'll go, I'll be fine, I'll help you run errands." ”

Shichun thought about it, then handed the box to Shijiu, and said with a smile: "Okay, then please leave it to you." Wait a minute, I'll leave you a snack. ”

"No need, I've gained a lot of weight lately, so I don't eat supper anymore."

Shichun went back to the house, and Shichun carried the food box and went to the side of the courtyard.

Along the way, the maids and women you meet will take the initiative to greet the poems.

The poems, as always, go back to the past with a kind and gentle smile.

Finally arrived at the cross-courtyard where Shen Yunjiao lived, and the gap between the lid of the food box was still steaming.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, Poetry opened the lid and took a look, and there was a light tamale.

In order to let Shen Yunjiao eat more and be more plump, Mrs. Su asked the cook to spend time making all kinds of meat dishes.

Soon, the poem was covered and continued inside.

Cuiye greeted her, "Poetry, why are you here?" When it comes to delivering food, just let the little maid run errands. ”

Poetry laughed, "It's good to move around a lot, girl?" ”

Cuiye greeted the poem and went inside, "The girl is embroidering the sachet again, recently the girl has been obsessed with the female red, I can't persuade it, for fear that the girl will burn her eyes." ”

As he spoke, he had already entered the house.

Shen Yunjiao was just like Cuiye said, sitting by the window with a needle and thread embroidering something.

The poem saluted and said, "Girl, this is the dish that the old lady has brought you, when will you use it?" ”

Shen Yunjiao didn't raise her head, "Wait another quarter of an hour." ”

Qingyu took the suitcase in Shi's hand and whispered, "I'll send you out." ”

Shishi shook his head, plucked up his courage and walked in front of Shen Yunjiao, blessed his body and said, "Girl, the slave wants to ask you for something." ”

Shen Yunjiao raised her eyes, her eyebrows a little calm.

She pursed her lips and waved her hand, telling everyone except Qingyu to retreat outside the room.

Qingyu closed the door and stood by the door herself.

Tears immediately welled up in the poet's eyes, and he choked up: "Girl, please let the slave and maid see her sister." ”

Shen Yunjiao's eyebrows were faint, and her tone was resolute that no one could refuse: "I have already told you, and when this matter is resolved, I will naturally let you go to see your sister." ”

After speaking, she lowered her head again and continued to embroider a verdant bamboo leaf.

When Shen Yunjiao couldn't see it, there was a little hatred in the poet's eyes.

Shen Yunjiao has always refused to let go, let her go to see her sister, there must be a ghost in her heart!

Perhaps, her sister is not studying in some women's academy, but has been under house arrest by Shen Yunjiao.

He was confined to a dark, damp room all day long, and could not see the light of day.

Poetry hated it so much that it struggled to suppress it.

Shi stood up and said, "The slave knows and won't trouble you anymore because of this." The slave and maid went back first. ”

"Wait," Shen Yunjiao put down her needle and thread, smiling gently, "Dinner with me, I'm not bored to eat alone." ”

Shishi's face distorted slightly, and he hurriedly refused: "The slave doesn't dare." ”

Shen Yunjiao said softly: "Am I terrible? You've helped me so much, and I naturally want to thank you. ”

She set the basket aside, got up, took the poem's wrist, and pulled the poem to the table.

At the same time, he instructed Qingyu, "Bring dinner to the table." ”

"Yes." Qingyu opened the door and let the other maids come in and wait.

Poetry wanted to escape, but her wrist was tightly grabbed by Shen Yunjiao.

She said all the good things, but Shen Yunjiao still refused to let go of her.

In desperation, he had no choice but to sit down beside Shen Yunjiao.

Qingyu led the maid, set up the dinner, and put a few dishes sent by Mrs. Su in front of Shen Yunjiao.

Poetry's gaze paused on the tamale, and then quickly moved away as if nothing had happened.

Shen Yunjiao picked up the chopsticks and quickly put them down again, she turned her head to look at the poem, "I don't have much appetite, you can eat." ”

Shi's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly persuaded: "Even if you don't have an appetite, you have to eat a little." The dishes sent by the old lady, isn't this tamales your favorite? If you don't eat a bite, won't you live up to the old lady's heart? ”

Shen Yunjiao looked at her with a smile and picked up the chopsticks again, "You're right, how can I live up to the old lady's heart?" ”

She didn't need others to make dishes, she took chopsticks and put a piece in the bowl by herself.

Poetry secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense shoulders relaxed.

Next, just wait for Shen Yunjiao to take a bite.