Soon, the old lady and grandson Su Zimo also rushed over after hearing the news.
"Grandfather, what did my sister say in the letter?"
Su Zimo stared at the small piece of paper spread out in his grandfather's hand, and felt like snatching it away.
The old lady was also very anxious: "Yes, old man, what did my Qiaoer write?"
She also rolled up the note and stuffed it into the hairpin, which shows that this matter is very important and cannot be known to anyone.
"This is not a letter, this is a potion recipe."
Master Su had a complicated expression on his face.
At this moment, he didn't know whether to be happy for his granddaughter or sad that his granddaughter suddenly became so smart and scheming.
Real growth requires experiencing real setbacks.
His granddaughter was so delicate that she fell ill as soon as she entered the palace. Her illness was so serious that she stayed ill for more than a month.
During this month, although he had thought of a way and knew that she was fine, he was still worried all the time.
"Potion formula?"
Everyone was stunned, not understanding what this thing was.
Master Su looked at his wife who was happily flipping through the Buddhist scriptures and said, "Bring the scriptures here."
The old lady was unhappy: "What are you doing with my Buddhist scriptures? My granddaughter copied them for me personally even though she was ill."
The old master reached out and snatched it away.
"Don't worry about it for now. Go to the warehouse and get the herbs yourself. Just follow this recipe."
"Zimo, go to your uncle's house and call him over."
Su Zimo took a curious look at the Buddhist scriptures, then turned around and ran out: "I'll go now."
Half an hour later, Su Yuncheng, the eldest son of the Su family, came over with his two sons who were less than fifteen years old and were still studying in the Imperial College.
The whole family gathered in the study.
Su Yuncheng had some knowledge of medicine and quickly prepared the medicine according to the recipe. He then smeared the medicine on the pages of the Buddhist scriptures according to the instructions below the recipe.
Su Qiao's letters began to appear row by row.
When she wrote, she used a pen made of special pigment with a very small tip, similar to a modern fountain pen.
Although it is just a thin Buddhist scripture, it contains quite a lot of content.
After the family passed the contents of the letter around, they all fell silent.
In the end, it was the old master who broke the peace.
"Yuncheng, what do you think?"
"If what Qiao Er said is true, then the emperor really has long been planning to get rid of my Su family."
The first thing Su Zimo thought of was not the safety of the Su family, but his sister.
"Then he married my sister just to let us relax our vigilance and make us think that he still values our Su family?"
In this case, wouldn't his sister be the most pitiful one
"Alas, why did my sister fall in love with..."
Su Zimo frowned, looking like a smiling old man. Although he was less than fifteen years old, his eyes and brows had a maturity that his peers did not have.
Of course, he only shows this side of himself in front of his family.
As soon as he got outside, he immediately turned into the playful, greedy, studious and money-hungry boy again.
Mrs. Su Jiang was even more regretful: "If I had known this would happen, I would have tried to stop her even if I wanted to hang myself. I..."
I originally thought that my daughter was living well in the palace, but I didn't expect it to be a dangerous place.
What my daughter has to deal with is not the conspiracies and intrigues in the harem, her enemies are actually the Queen Mother and the Emperor.
She is a weak woman. No matter how smart she is, how can she deal with these two people who are at the top of the power in the Obsidian Kingdom
What's more, even though she has improved a little compared to before entering the palace, she is no match for those ruthless people.