What the hell is going on
Watching her take the poison with her own eyes, but not stopping her, but now let her come to the rescue
And it looks like her voice has been around for a long time.
Without thinking too much, I took out the silver needle again and checked it carefully, "I'll wait, I'm going to stick a needle in your throat, it will hurt a little bit, just be patient, it will be fine soon."
The old lady nodded.
As soon as the needle in Jiang Qingqing's hand went in, the old lady's body trembled. She didn't stop. The sooner she finished the examination, the less pain she would feel.
When the silver needle is pulled out, the silver needle turns black little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This poison did not penetrate into the blood, that is to say, its effect is to destroy a person's throat.
"What kind of poison can be diagnosed?"
Jiang Qingqing shook her head, "This poison should be similar to... something like gunpowder that can burn people, it can't penetrate into people's blood, it only works on the surface.
Just now I saw that her throat turned black. It must be because of the strong burning poison. Such poisons are usually kept in a sealed container. If they come into contact with the air, they will release a lot of heat. This heat is enough to destroy a person's throat. . "
Murong Chi looked at the old palace maid, and the old palace maid nodded, proving that Jiang Qingqing was right.
There was a glimmer of admiration in his eyes that he didn't even notice himself. He didn't expect that the woman would analyze it so quickly, "Is there a way?"
Jiang Qingqing found a pen and paper, quickly wrote down a note, and handed it to Murong Chi, "According to this recipe, take the medicine for a day, and after taking it for ten days, if there is pain in the throat, it will be saved, if not, she will be saved. I'm afraid I won't be able to speak anymore."
Murong Chi looked down and saw that the prescription was full of poisonous weeds. After frowning for a long time, he didn't say anything and accepted the prescription.
When the two left the palace, it was already late at night.
When he landed, Jiang Qingqing couldn't help sighing about his martial arts. He entered the palace without knowing it. If he killed the king, it would be a piece of cake. It seemed that the emperor was not the only one who was afraid of Qin.
While thinking about it, a bag of silver smashed over, Jiang Qingqing hurriedly caught it and thanked him.
"Don't rush to thank you. If you say a word about today's matter, this king will never show mercy." Murong Chi warned.
"Don't worry, my lord, Qingqing still wants to live a few more years." Jiang Qingqing put away the money and was ready to return to the house.
After walking for a while, he found that Murong Chi was following behind him, with a suspicious expression on his face, "Isn't the lord going back to the manor?"
"Speak up." The words were still cold, but his expression became much warmer.
Under the moonlight, the smooth lines and the stern figure are really enchanting. If it were daylight, I don't know how many thousands of girls would be fascinated to death.
Is he worried about the danger of walking alone at night
What kind of heart is his cold appearance
When Murong Chi saw her staring at him in a daze, he was a little unhappy, "Why don't you leave?"
"Let's go, let's go now." Jiang Qingqing said and walked forward quickly.
It was not far from Jiang Mansion, and the talent behind him disappeared. These days, she was used to seeing his aloof and mighty appearance, but she never expected to send herself back to the mansion.
Really weird guy.
Forsythia left the door for her. Once inside, the two closed the door and sneaked back to Qingyuxuan.
"Miss, where have you been and why did you come back now?" Forsythia was worried. His Royal Highness Prince Jing was fierce, so don't be bullied, Miss.
Jiang Qingqing smiled, "He is a prince after all, so he won't do anything to me. By the way, nothing happened in the mansion, right?"
Forsythia's eyes dimmed, hesitating, "Miss, the master has just ordered that no one in the mansion is allowed to discuss what happened at the birthday banquet, otherwise, we will act according to the rules of the mansion."
hehe~
To stop the mouth of the people in the house, can he stop the mouth of the people outside
"Miss, how can the master be so partial? You are obviously guilty, but the master ignores it. The servant said that since the aunt was injured, the master didn't even go to the court, and has been with Qingyuyuan." Forsythia said, tears will fall.
It's not just partiality, if she died, I'm afraid her father would be happy.
Anyway, she just needs an identity, the identity of a young lady of Jiangfu.
Bamboo Garden is in the middle.
Jiang Heli just left, and Jiang Wanwan entered the inner room, "Mother, are you feeling better?"
"It's just a skin injury, it will heal in a few days."
Jiang Wanwan's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, "It's all that bitch."
"Wanwan, you are too impulsive about this matter. If it weren't for your mother, how would you let your uncle protect you this time? Don't be so impulsive in the future." Jiang Jinrou couldn't help but said.
"I see."
"Tomorrow, you ask her out and apologize."
What
Jiang Wanwan stood up all of a sudden and looked at Jiang Jinrou in disbelief, "Mother, uncle has already said that the matter is over, why do you have to apologize to her, my daughter doesn't want to."
Make her bow her head to that bitch, impossible.
Jiang Jinrou took her hand and said softly: "Wanwan, you are confused, now your uncle has suppressed the rumors in the house, but how can you suppress the rumors outside? Mother is saving face for you, besides, you too For your uncle's sake, isn't there a Nalanqing at the birthday banquet? Some people are destined to be pawns."
Yes, she almost forgot.
She and Nalanqing have an unusual relationship, but Nalanqing has a high self-esteem and never takes other people seriously. , just fine to use.
Thinking like this, Jiang Wanwan finally showed a smug smile on her face, "Mother, you are still smart."
"You child is too impatient, the current Jiang Qingqing is not the Jiang Qingqing of the past, you can see the birthday banquet, on the surface, it has nothing to do with her, from the beginning to the end, she is the victim, but in private , she has worked hard, you have to see the essence through appearance."
Jiang Wanwan memorized them one by one.
On the second day, Jiang Wanwan made an appointment for a restaurant early and made an appointment with Jiang Qingqing, known as an apology banquet.
Jiang Qingqing naturally did not refuse, and went with the forsythia.
As soon as he entered the wing, he saw Jiang Wanwan.
"Big sister, I thought you annoyed me and refused to come. It's great that you can come." Jiang Wanwan hurriedly pulled up the stool and helped her make tea.
Jiang Qingqing accepted it with peace of mind, and the corners of her lips curled slightly, "How could that be? After all, you are not a real Miss Jiangfu, and it is normal to not know the etiquette."
Jiang Wanwan's face paled on the spot, Cai Ling couldn't hear it, and said angrily, "Miss, my lady is also a serious master, and she can't compare to those who came out of nowhere."
"There are close and distant relatives. Miss Biao is in the Jiang Mansion, and indeed even a young lady from a concubine can't compare." Forsythia said.
"Forsythia, Wanwan has long since changed her surname to Jiang. After all, she's half a Miss Jiang's."
Jiang Qingqing's words seemed to be blaming Forsythia and defending Jiang Wanwan, but she pointed out that Jiang Wanwan was not the Miss Jiang family, and acquiesced to the fact that she was inferior to the prostitutes of the Jiang residence.
Jiang Wanwan's face was blue and white for a while, and she couldn't say the words of apology.
bitch!
She dares to be so proud just because she is the eldest lady of the Jiang residence, just wait, she will definitely ask her when the time comes.
Reluctantly suppressed the anger in his heart, he said: "What big sister said is, big sister, this time I am here to apologize to you, I am young and I have done something wrong. ."