Su Yuanqing didn't know why her sister looked a little excited, so she nodded and said, "Yes, they are still a couple. One vomited, and the other also held her stomach."

"As for whether I have come to drink the medicine, I don't remember."

Su Xiangling took a deep breath and thought of a possibility, but she couldn't be sure.

But this kind of thing cannot be taken lightly, so she called the Su family servant at the door in, whispered a few instructions to him, and the servant turned and ran away.

While waiting for the servant to return, Su Xiangling walked around the storeroom and realized that 30% of the herbs were good, while 70% were moldy.

These valuable medicinal herbs were also used to conceal the truth and would not actually be given to the disaster victims. They would be taken back after the disaster relief was over.

Soon, the servant who went out to investigate came back.

"Second Miss, Second Young Master, I went to check on the victims. Many of them were suffering from vomiting and diarrhea, and a few had even fainted."

"I've seen these people before. They've been coming to our house quite often these past few days to drink soup and medicine to keep warm."

Su Xiangling's face suddenly changed. This was clearly a symptom of poisoning.

If so many people were poisoned because of moldy medicinal herbs, the Su family would be finished.

These matters are led by my mother and also involve my grandparents' family. When the time comes, the second branch of the Su family will be the first to bear the brunt.

She forced herself to calm down. She couldn't have a guilty family.

What happened today must be covered up, and the Su family must not be allowed to have anything to do with this matter.

With so many people poisoned, it won’t be long before the news reaches the Crown Prince.

By then, both His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Shen Zhixiu, who was in charge of disaster relief, would conduct a thorough investigation. As long as they saw the moldy medicinal herbs from the Su family, it would be difficult for the Su family to escape.

Therefore, the most important thing right now is to get rid of these moldy herbs. In addition, find a suitable person to take the blame for this matter.

Su Xiangling's mind worked quickly, and she soon figured out what to do next.

She ordered Su Yuanqing in a deep voice, "Can you arrange for someone to quietly transport these moldy herbs away?"

Although Su Yuanqing didn't know what she was going to do, seeing her gloomy face, he didn't dare to ask more.

"Yes, this is not difficult."

The relief wagons of several families went in and out without anyone questioning them, so it was easy for them to load and drive out.

Su Xiangling nodded and said, "Find a clever servant to get some croton powder. Quietly go to Su Shunci's place and add the croton powder to their noodles."

The victims were suffering from vomiting and diarrhea, so a thorough investigation would be conducted. Once the doctors found croton powder in the steamed buns made by Su Shunci and Su Qingyu, their guilt would be confirmed.

She was afraid that Su Yuanqing might not do things properly, so she gave him instructions for a long time.

Su Yuanqing also realized that this matter was of great importance. So his expression became more serious, and he patted his chest and promised Su Xiangling that he would definitely get it done.

Afterwards, Su Xiangling returned to the prince as if nothing had happened.

It was almost noon, and Su Shunci and Su Qingyu were taking a few of their men to the kitchen to knead steamed buns.

Before they reached the kitchen door, they heard a bang from inside.

Feicui reacted quickly, took a few steps into the kitchen, and then took someone out.

Everyone recognized that the person being carried by Feicui was Desheng, the servant beside Su Yuanqing.

Desheng still had a few leftover steamed buns in his arms, begging for mercy, "Miss, spare me, Miss, spare me. I'm just hungry, so I came here secretly to find something to eat."

Su Qingyu looked at Desheng inquiringly, then asked Zhenzhu to go to the kitchen to see if there was anything wrong.

Pearl took a look around and didn't see anything wrong.

Su Qingyu waved her hand, signaling Feicui to let the man go. You can't just keep nagging her over a few steamed buns, especially since she's a servant of the Su family.

Desheng felt as if he had been pardoned and ran away holding the steamed bun.

After they entered the kitchen, Su Qingyu said, "Look carefully to see if there's anything wrong. Desheng definitely isn't here to steal the steamed buns."

Su Shunci was stunned. "Why do you say that, big sister?"

Su Qingyu looked around and said, "Our Second Young Master is not one to suffer injustice. He's been here providing disaster relief these past few days, and he's been enjoying chicken, duck, fish, and meat every day. He's even been sent delicious meals from Ruyi Tower several times."

"Our Second Aunt is really willing to give up this legitimate son."

Su Shunci was puzzled, "What does that have to do with Desheng stealing the steamed buns?"

It's normal for the people down there to be hungry and come looking for two steamed buns, right?

Su Qingyu shook her head and said, "Desheng is Su Yuanqing's servant, and he's very much in Su Yuanqing's good graces. The leftover food from the banquets delivered these days has been divided among these servants."

"How can someone who's used to eating these things still think of looking for steamed buns when he's hungry? Have you ever seen a dog that's used to eating meat still eat bran and vegetables?"

She saw with her own eyes that Su Yuanqing bought a lot of meat buns this morning, and each of these servants got several.

If a disaster victim came in to steal a steamed bun today, she could understand it, but Desheng obviously didn't.

So what he is here for is intriguing.

After hearing this, everyone suddenly understood and began to check everywhere more carefully.

After a long while, Feicui suddenly called out, "Madam, please take a look here."

Su Qingyu and a few others gathered around, and in front of Feicui was a bowl of fermented dough.

She pointed to the inside of the basin, at the edge of the basin wall, and said, "Madam, please look, there is a little brown powder here."

Su Qingyu looked carefully and found it was not very obvious.

"Isn't this the cornmeal that got mixed in when we were kneading the dough?"

Feicui shook her head and said, "No, after we knead the dough, the basin is smooth and there won't be any flour left."

Su Qingyu pondered for a moment, "These noodles can't be used anymore, we have to prepare them again."

Zhenzhu hesitated, "Madam, if we make it again, the dough won't have enough time to rise. We won't be able to make the steamed buns for lunch."

"How about we make noodle soup instead?"

Su Qingyu shook her head. "Noodle soup is not good. I'd be starving without steamed buns. Besides, noodle soup with porridge doesn't go well either."

Su Shunci thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll just go out and buy some ready-made steamed buns and spend a little more money."

Nanny Feng, who was brought by Su Shunci, said, "No need. I have a way to make the dough rise faster. Knead the dough again and then place the basin over warm water."

"We do it this way in the countryside. It's quick."

Su Qingyu was still thinking about Desheng's matter. Hearing this, she said, "Do as Madam Feng says. Don't tell anyone. Don't use the flour in this room. Bring some fresh flour."

After thinking for a while, he instructed Feicui, "Go keep an eye on Su Yuanqing and see if there's anything wrong."

Jade replied yes and turned to leave.

The steamed buns for lunch were ready at the appointed time, and the few people did not show any signs of doing anything. As usual, the buns were distributed to the victims.

Before lunch, Shen Zhixiu got the news and rushed back. He accompanied the prince on his inspection tour and had lunch together.

Not long after lunch, reports of victims suffering from poisoning, vomiting and diarrhea were finally received one after another.