Chapter 349 Why was Luo'er poisoned?

"Do you believe that I, Li Qingluo, will never have another chance to get revenge on you in this lifetime, or are you trying to play the fool and deceive me?"

"Li Yunchu, do you think I don't know who you are?"

After saying that, she shoved Li Yunchu hard, causing her to fall heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

When Li Yunchu raised her head again, her expression had turned to anger.

"Kill me or torture me, it's up to you!"

"I just regret that I believed your lies... You had no way to save my brother and the others, you were just lying to me!"

"Hmph, but don't think you'll get away with it!"

"Kill me, and even if my husband dies, he will not help you restore your appearance."

"In the entire world, only he can make the Disfigurement Cream!"

"You'll live your whole life with this ordinary face!"

"Hahaha... Do you think you can seduce anyone with your looks?"

"Even if that person is truly sincere towards you now, as time goes by, all that sincerity will eventually vanish because of your face and your stubborn personality!"

"Haha, hahaha..."

She seemed to have already foreseen Li Qingluo's pitiful future.

Li Qingluo, however, remained unconcerned: "Who said I was going to kill you?"

Am I that stupid?

"You're right. Only if you live well can I take you down and use your life against your husband!"

"Unless you commit suicide, I won't need you."

"But would you be willing to die?"

Li Yunchu's expression froze.

Li Yunchu was naturally unwilling to die.

Especially since she had previously escaped death, she knew how easy it was to die and how difficult it was to survive.

She glared at Li Qingluo resentfully, "You, you're a madwoman!"

"I am still your aunt. Your arrogant behavior will surely be punished by heaven. Being struck by lightning would not be an exaggeration!"

Li Qinglu stepped forward, said no more words, and slapped Li Yunchu several times across the face.

Old Man Wu exclaimed "Oh dear!" and jumped in, shouting, "Girl, why are you going through all this trouble? It must hurt so much to use your own hands."

"Next time, why not just have a servant do it for you?"

Zhuiyu also walked in, glaring fiercely at Li Yunchu.

Li Yunchu covered her burning face, feeling utterly wronged: Were they blind? She was the one who got hit! Why were they so worried about this crazy woman?

Waaah...

Li Qinglu clapped her hands: "It's alright, it's more satisfying to do it yourself."

After saying that, she squatted down again and looked at Li Yunchu: "Auntie?"

"Have you ever acted like an aunt yourself? How ridiculous!"

"However, I keep my word. I won't go back on my promise to you."

"I just hope your husband can cooperate properly, otherwise... you really can forget about living."

Li Qingluo tore off Li Yunchu's skirt and spread it on the ground.

Ignoring Li Yunchu's screams, he cut her finger and made her write a poem on the cloth: "Green mountains stand together under the same clouds and rain, the bright moon has never been of two lands..."

It's easy to manipulate the Qin Mausoleum.

One Li Yunchu is enough.

Holding the poem written in blood by Li Yunchu, Qin Ling wept uncontrollably, his heart breaking.

"As long as you don't touch her, I'll do whatever you say!"

He was truly devoted to his wife.

Moreover, those who are discerning in their circumstances are truly wise.

He quickly realized that it was better to be honest from the start than to wait until he was tortured to confess.

At least they'll suffer less physical pain.

Li Qingluo then asked again, "Who killed that girl?"

Qin Ling swallowed. Was he about to reveal all his secrets?

If we don't say anything, we might not even have a future.

Yunniang's poem expressed her hope that the couple could be reunited soon, and she knew she couldn't let her down.

"It's...it's a man named Young Master Zong..."

Zong?

A face flashed through Li Qingluo's mind.

The young master Zong I met at Chunyanlou.

The man who inexplicably helped her in the middle of the story, and then suddenly turned against her and took Princess Qinyu away.

But didn't he sneak out of the West Gate with Qinyu back then?

How did he manage to find Qinling so quickly and tie himself up?

Li Qingluo was a little confused: "The Young Master Zong you mentioned, is he the handsome young man from Chunyan Tower?"

Duan Rongshi happened to walk in and heard those words.

A young, handsome young man?

He didn't speak, but just stared at Li Qingluo and smiled slightly.

It seems her trip to Chunyanlou wasn't in vain.

Li Qingluo suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She slowly turned her head and saw Prince Su, whose face was dark but whose lips were slightly curved.

She was startled.

This...this...

He...

Is there any misunderstanding?

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Qin Ling quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes. After I knocked the young lady unconscious that day, I took her and left immediately."

"At that time, Young Master Zong was right next to me."

"So... he must have killed that little girl!"

If it was the same person, then he took advantage of the chaos at the city gate to hand over Princess Qinyu to the person who was there to meet her.

Turning around, he actually started plotting against himself again!

But what did he have that was worth taking advantage of?

Li Qingluo was completely baffled.

Li Qingluo's gaze fell on Qin Ling again. Recalling the conversation she overheard between the couple at the medicine hut, she asked, "So you're working for Princess Qinyu behind her back?"

"Then you must know exactly who he is, right?"

Qinling wanted to cry but had no tears.

How would he know!

However, Princess Qinyu seemed somewhat wary of that person, and several times her face turned green with anger, yet she still appeared helpless against him.

Therefore, when that person tried to take advantage of him, Qin Ling secretly switched sides.

Today, he has switched sides again.

This is the third one already.

If he gets caught by the first two companies, he'll probably be dead.

He shrank back and stammered, "Well...it seems to be a nobleman from the Great Chu..."

"I really don't know his or her specific identity."

"Yunniang and I originally just wanted to get rid of Princess Qinyu and find a peaceful place in the Great Chu to live a secluded life..."

"Why is it so difficult!"

Li Qingluo: "Stop pretending."

"You're a cunning old fox, how could you not know that?"

They just don't dare to say it!

Li Qingluo wanted to press further, but Duan Rongshi suddenly spoke up: "How can her appearance be restored?"

"Since you can easily change people's faces, if you can't change them back, I see there's no need for you to keep these hands any longer."

This is Prince Su!

Who in the world doesn't know his brutal methods of interrogating people?

Qin Ling shuddered in fright and dared not conceal the truth: "It's not difficult for Miss Li to restore her appearance. It's just a matter of making a face-restoring ointment. However, this ointment will take five days to steam and boil..."

"Moreover, the materials are very rare and hard to find. You need to prepare everything before I can get started."

Zhuiyu: "No matter how rare or precious the treasure is, it is not a difficult matter for my Prince Su's mansion."

"But you'd better not be lying to us, otherwise..."

He clenched his fist, and Qin Ling immediately shouted, "No, I wouldn't dare!"

Qin Ling looked up at Li Qingluo guiltily: "But in five days, you should also be suffering from the poison."

Duan Rongshi: "What poison?"

He immediately caught Qin Ling's words, and his sharp gaze shot over like a blade.

Seeing his posture, Qin Ling raised his hands in fright: "It's not my fault!"

"Yes, it was that Young Master Zong. He gave me the pills."

"He said that this medicine was given to him by Zulya. He also said that it was a treasure that Zulya had spent five years refining."

"This time, we captured Miss Li because Young Master Zong instructed me to administer the drug to her when necessary... when necessary... so that we can control her and make her work for us completely."

"I...I am also guilty of serious crimes, but I was only following orders!"

Qin Ling also thought that if the truth came out in five days, he might not be able to escape death.

It would be better to expose him sooner rather than later, so that they might spare his life for the time being because of the face-removing ointment.

Qin Ling swallowed hard: "That day, in order to let Miss Li go down the mountain to save Yunniang's two brothers, I took the opportunity to have Yunniang take the medicine to Miss Li."

"Who would have thought that Miss Li would not follow the rules at all, and in the past two days she has arrested my husband and me instead."

If they had known, they should have run away when they let her go, then she wouldn't have been caught.

I underestimated her after all.

Li Qingluo's face was already very pale.

When was the poison taken?

Could it be that the pill that restored my strength that day was actually poison?

"After taking this medicine, will there be any noticeable changes in your body?"

Qin Ling: "According to Young Master Zong, those who take the medicine will develop butterfly-shaped scars on their bodies... First there will be one, and as time goes by, it will become two, three... Finally, it will cover the entire body."

Li Qingluo unconsciously reached for the area behind her shoulder.

So, she'll turn into a monster covered in butterfly scars?

She looked up at Duan Rongshi.

I wanted to keep it from him, but I didn't expect that I couldn't hide it from him at all.

Will the poison in her body kill her instantly?

Or... will it turn her into some kind of mentally unstable puppet?

She then understood why the couple had agreed to meet seven days later!

Only then did I realize that the butterfly on my shoulder was their doing.

"What exactly is that thing? Do you know anything about it?" she asked.

Qin Ling shook his head, forcing himself to be brave.

I am not even one percent as ruthless and wicked as Zuliya.

Little did he know what kind of weird thing that crazy woman was practicing.

It definitely wasn't anything good, otherwise it wouldn't have been offered to that young master Zong.

This time, he's gotten himself into trouble too.

Qin Ling felt as if the eyes staring at him were about to devour him.

Heavens, please make him make the disfigurement ointment quickly, he has really confessed everything.

But now, who in this room dares to speak?

Duan Rongshi's face was gloomy. His eyes, which were usually gentle when he looked at Li Qingluo, were now cold as ice, and his gaze was like a knife.

It was as if they wanted to pierce her heart to see what color it was.

She always knew.

But she kept it from me!

This truth filled him with anger and disappointment.

His brows were furrowed, and an indescribable sense of oppression lingered between his brows.

A faint blue vein throbbed on his forehead, and he was trying his best to suppress the complex and surging emotions in his heart.

Even so, he simply grabbed her wrist tightly, then turned and strode away with her.

Li Qinglu stumbled and was pulled along behind.

I could barely keep up with him.

"Your Highness... Your Highness?"

"Your Highness, please slow down..."

Li Qingluo also didn't understand why he was so angry.

Shouldn't I be the one who's more irritable and frustrated?

She was the one who was poisoned.

But now, he seems to be the one burning with anger and almost unable to control his emotions.

Li Qingluo was taken to the study in the main hall by Duan Rongshi.

The servants who had come along all knelt down to greet them, not daring to make a sound or even glance at the distinguished young lady.

Li Qingluo was cornered in the study and still didn't know what he was going to do.

He could only look at the person in front of him with fear and trepidation: "Your Highness, it is improper for you to be so close..."

He leaned forward and gently pinched her collar with one hand.

"May I... take a look?"

Li Qingluo's eyes widened in surprise: "Your Highness, what did you say?"

Duan Rongshi lowered his head and slowly approached, coming close to her ear.

"I want to see that butterfly."