"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
There were constant whimpering sounds coming from the side, as if someone was being tied up.
Wen Qingzhu hurriedly walked in and turned around to take a look.
Wanze's collar was open, and his face and neck looked like roasted pig's trotters, with the skin so red and swollen.
Looking carefully, there was a vague footprint on his face.
However, his whole body was tied up tightly, and his mouth was still stuffed with a veil.
What's even worse is that his lower body has been raised high.
In the corner behind the curtain, Wen Qingmei hugged her arms tightly, her bun was spread out, and one of her shoes was missing.
On the other side, Mrs. Wan asked two young men to beat a little maid.
Seeing Wen Qingzhu come in, she looked over with squinting eyes: "Miss Seventh is here. We just happened to come together to ask this damn girl, how did she frame my Ozawa?"
Wen Qingzhu ignored her and walked straight to Wen Qingmei, squatting down and holding her hand: "Are you okay?"
"No, it's okay." Wen Qingmei's voice was hoarse.
Wen Qingzhu suddenly saw some red marks and scratches on Wen Qingmei's neck.
"This is it?" Wen Qingzhu reached out to touch it.
Unexpectedly, Wen Qingmei immediately pulled up her collar and said hurriedly: "I'm really fine. The one who is in trouble is Master Wan. He, he was hit..."
Wen Qingmei didn't say the next words.
But Wen Qingzhu knew what was going on with Wan Ze.
She looked back and found that Wanze had begun to twitch.
After Wen Qingzhu straightened Wen Qingmei's clothes, he simply tied her hair into a bun and helped her up.
When she reached the middle of the room, Mrs. Wan stood up and pointed at Wen Qingmei: "She can't leave!"
"Why? Master Wan is not poisoned. Any woman or doctor can solve it!" Wen Qingzhu's tone was indifferent, and he never thought there was anything wrong with it.
Madam Wan was shocked and asked in disbelief: "You just left like that?"
Wen Qingzhu scoffed: "Otherwise, what else does Mrs. Wan want?"
She was about to lead Wen Qingmei away. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned around and squinted at Mrs. Wan: "By the way, Mrs. Wan had better not tell anyone about this matter, otherwise the reputation of the twelve sisters will be damaged, and the Wen family's reputation will be damaged." We can only let Master Wan take responsibility!"
Hearing her warning tone, Mrs. Wan became furious and walked over quickly: "Stop! Tell me clearly! What does it mean for Miss Twelve's reputation to be damaged?! We, Ozawa, have to be responsible?! "
Seeing her stubbornness, Wen Qingzhu turned around, pointed at Wan Ze who was suffering terribly and said: "Master Wan's situation will eventually be known to others, but fortunately nothing happened today! Mrs. Wan had better treat it as... Sister Twelve has never been here."
"What do you mean? When I came in, this little bitch was lying on my son!" Mrs. Wan looked at Wen Qingmei with disdain in her eyes.
Wen Qingzhu sneered: "Young Master Wan has obviously been drugged, but Qingmei is fine, and I know medical skills. I can tell at a glance whether Qingmei has ruined Qingmei's reputation. If Madam doesn't believe it, you can hire an old lady. Grandma, come here for a test to prove Qingmei’s innocence!”
"You-" Mrs. Wan gritted her teeth in anger. Of course she knew that Wan Ze had not had time to do anything.
She even saw Wen Qingmei kicking her son without hesitation, right in the face.
"I don't care! Many people have seen what happened today. Her reputation being damaged has nothing to do with my son!" Mrs. Wan was extremely angry.
Why was it her son who was drugged and her son who was beaten
Now, she was asked to help conceal today's incident. Madam Wan couldn't wait to take this opportunity to destroy Wen Qingmei, a bitch.
Wen Qingzhu suddenly laughed: "Mrs. Wan, I heard that Concubine Xia has been neglected recently. The Xia family must be having a hard time lately."
"What do you want to say?!" Mrs. Wan's expression suddenly tightened. Why did Wen Qingzhu know about this
The smile on Wen Qingzhu's face deepened: "Mrs. Wan should know that the relationship between me and the Crown Princess is not bad. If Mrs. Wan is sensible, it is best to keep today's matter a secret, otherwise Concubine Xia will be completely ignored, but not That’s easy to say!”
Madam Wan gritted her teeth, her face turning blue and white with anger.
But the recent situation of the Xia family is indeed what Wen Qingzhu said.
Now that the Wan family has taken away the involvement of the Yun family, life is not easy.
Mrs. Wan thought about it and didn't dare to make a bet, so she could only respond in a muffled voice: "Don't worry, Miss Qi, this matter will not be revealed."
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Wan." Wen Qingzhu thanked her and stood up to leave.
Just as he stepped out of the threshold, he suddenly heard the maid in the house say hurriedly: "Madam, the young master is foaming at the mouth!"
"What! Ozawa!" Mrs. Wan realized the seriousness of the problem and ran over in a hurry.
Wen Qingzhu stopped and glanced inside the room: "Mrs. Wan, I'd like to give you a suggestion. It's best to find a maid as soon as possible for Master Wan to use. This aphrodisiac is not an ordinary aphrodisiac, but a thousand-dollar aphrodisiac. ! The doctor is here, but it won’t do much!”
"How could it be!" Madam Wan panicked. She glanced at the two maids behind her hastily, feeling hesitant in her heart.
When Wen Qingzhu saw that Wan Ze seemed to be looking this way, she decided to add fuel to the flames: "By the way, if you wait a little longer, Master Wan will be crippled!"
After saying that, she turned around and left quickly with Wen Qingmei.
Mrs. Wan in the room turned pale and glared at the maid next to her fiercely: "Hurry up and close the door! Serve the young master!"
After walking out of Baiyuan Garden, Wen Qingzhu suddenly stopped.
She looked back at Chi Yu and asked with sharp eyes: "Master Chi, are you going to follow me to Yanyuan? Or are you falling in love with Jasmine and refusing to let go?"
Jasmine next to her raised her right hand and twisted it.
Chi Yu hurriedly took a few steps back, waved his hand and said, "Miss Seven is joking. I was just joking with Miss Jasmine last time! I'm leaving right now!"
After two clicks, Jasmine changed her hand and played with it.
Seeing this, Chi Yu swallowed his saliva and left as if running away.
Seeing that he was gone, Wen Qingzhu slowly walked towards Yanyuan with Wen Qingmei.
When there was no one else around, Wen Qingzhu asked Wen Qingmei: "What's going on? How come Wan Ze was tricked, but you're fine?"
Wen Qingmei looked in the direction of Yan Yuan with a fierce look and whispered: "It was Wen Qinglan who gave the medicine. She originally wanted to frame you and Master Fu."
Fu Lie's face turned gloomy instantly.
In fact, Wen Qingzhu had already guessed it on the way to Nuange and was not suspicious.
"Then why did Wanze fall into the trap?"
When Wen Qingmei said this, her eyes were a little red: "Master Wan did it all for me. Wen Qinglan insisted that I drink that cup of tea. I learned a lot from Seventh Sister. I knew there was something wrong with that cup of tea, so I was very hesitant. Master Wan You wanted to leave quickly, so you drank for me.”
"Then why didn't you inform Mrs. Wan?" Wen Qingzhu asked again.
Wen Qingmei pursed her lips and said after a while: "I feel that Master Wan may have known that there was something wrong with that cup of tea, but he still drank it."
Wen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes. This Wan Ze was not stupid.
Wen Qingmei has been having an affair with him for so long and has never let go of him. It seems that she also wants to take advantage of this opportunity to win the crisis Qingmei.
But he never expected that Wen Qingmei would not insist on it.
Wen Qingzhu glanced at her appreciatively: "You have done a good job. If you obey him today, Mrs. Wan will at most let you enter the Wan family. In the future, I am afraid that even my aunt will not be able to do it, and maybe Wan Ze will soon be disgusted with her in the future." about you."
"I know." Wen Qingmei knew very well that Wan Ze was such a person who liked the new and disliked the old.
So she had to hang on to Wanze all the time.
When they arrived at Yanyuan, Fu Lie was waiting in the front hall while Wen Qingzhu took Wen Qingmei to the backyard.
After retreating from the crowd, Wen Qingzhu checked Wen Qingmei's pulse.
"You haven't been drinking the medicine I gave you?"
"A few days ago, people from the West Courtyard noticed something was wrong with me, so I stopped for two days." Wen Qingmei explained in a low voice.
Wen Qingzhu held his forehead and said, "Forget it, I'll find another opportunity later, and Wanze will have to give him medicine again."
"If I stop taking the medicine, will it affect him?" Wen Qingmei suddenly became anxious.
Wen Qingzhu turned around, went to the table to get the medicine, and applied it to Wen Qingmei himself.
"Of course, I just received the inspiration from the Love Gu. If you continue to stop taking the medicine, the effect on Wanze will not be strong enough. In this way, he will slowly return to normal."
"Then what should we do! Maybe we won't have such an opportunity in the future!" Wen Qingmei thought of what happened today, and Mrs. Wan would definitely not let her and Wan Ze meet alone.
Wen Qingzhu pushed her hand away: "There's nothing we can do about it. My medicine is not poison or poison. It can at most help deepen the impression. The effect is not necessarily certain. If you still stop the medicine without authorization, then I There’s nothing we can do.”
Hearing this, Wen Qingmei's body softened and she leaned on the table.
Wen Qingzhu was particularly dissatisfied with Wen Qingmei's behavior: "Don't you like him? Since you like him, then try your best to fight for him! It won't last long with the effects of drugs. What's important is his heart."
Wen Qingmei slowly raised her head, partly understanding her words, but partly not.
Wen Qingzhu thought of what happened in his previous life and said a few more words: "For someone like Wan Ze, if he wants to use you to contain Mrs. Wan, he can also use others to contain Mrs. Wan. He doesn't have to do it with you."
Wen Qingmei trembled her lips, not knowing what to say.
Before leaving, Wen Qingzhu said one last thing: "No matter what method you use, as long as you show Wan Ze what he wants to see, then he will believe you unconditionally."
When they arrived at the front hall, before Wen Qingzhu could sit down, Tian Chong hurried over.
Miss, there's something going on with Fourth Miss. Third Master, please follow me to the West Courtyard to have a look. "
Wen Qingzhu was dissatisfied: "She did it herself, what's the use of me going there!"
But Tian Chong said, "Miss, this matter really has something to do with you."
"Um?"
Two quarters of an hour later, Wen Qingzhu arrived at the west courtyard.
In addition to Aunt Wu, her daughter and Wen Shuquan, Wu Shan is also here.
Wen Qingzhu stepped forward and saluted them one by one.
"Zhu'er, how's it going with Mei'er?" Wen Shuquan didn't talk about Wen Qinglan at the beginning.
"Everything is fine, nothing happened." Wen Qingzhu and Wen Shuquan looked at each other with open eyes.
At this time, Aunt Wu was holding the handkerchief and wiping her tears: "Third Master, this thing was found from Xi'er's room!"
Following Aunt Wu's line of sight, Wen Qingzhu saw a wooden box on the table.
She was a little far away from the main seat, and she couldn't tell what was inside for the time being.
But looking at Aunt Wu's appearance, Wen Qingzhu subconsciously thought of the spring medicine in Baihuayuan Nuan Pavilion.
It can't be this, right
Wen Shuquan's tone remained unchanged and he looked at the wooden box on the table: "Come over and open it to see what's inside?"
Wen Qingzhu had no choice but to walk over, take a deep breath, and slowly open the wooden box.
Wen Qingzhu's forehead jumped when he saw a pill placed inside.
This was actually the medicine she asked Wen Qingmei to give Wanze.
This kind of medicine is extracted from the love poison. When combined with the corresponding medicine in a short period of time, it can make a man miss the corresponding woman.