Chapter 508: The Femme Fatale in the Double Life Story (7)

Seeing that he didn't drink, Su Yu seemed to be indifferent: "Why don't you drink, Master Xie? Do you think my wine is not to your taste?"

Xie Qinglan smiled suddenly, and said in a gentle voice: "Second Miss, you are joking. The wine of the Marquis' Mansion is of course the best wine. How could I dislike it?"

Su Yu was already a little anxious at this time: "Then why don't you drink it?"

Xie Qinglan sighed softly in his heart. Su Yu a few years later was far from being so impatient.

"Xie was just thinking that the hairpin on the second young lady's head was crooked."

Su Yu was startled and quickly reached out to touch the top of her head.

Xie Qinglan said in a gentle voice: "Let me do it. The hairpin is on your head, so the second lady can't see it. Be careful not to mess up your hair."

Unexpectedly, their hands bumped into each other and a hairpin accidentally fell off, and the silver hairpin fell to the ground with a clang.

Xie Qinglan paused, feeling somewhat self-blaming and at a loss.

Su Yu bent down to pick it up and comforted him: "It's okay, Mr. Xie, don't worry about it."

The silver hairpin was still strong and didn't break.

Xie Qinglan seemed to feel a little guilty and took the silver hairpin: "Let me help the second young lady put it on."

Su Yu glanced at the two glasses of wine on the table, as if she didn't notice anything, and lowered her head slightly: "Then... thank you, Master."

Xie Qinglan moved very gently and carefully, slowly inserting the silver hairpin into her hair, as skillfully as if she had done it a thousand times.

In her previous life, Su Yu was also so obedient, lowering her head and letting him pin her hair and draw her eyebrows.

"alright."

After doing all this, Xie Qinglan naturally picked up the wine glass and said, "Second Miss, please."

Su Yu gently stroked the hairpin to make sure Xie Qinglan didn't insert it crookedly. Seeing him drink the glass of wine without any precautions, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the wine in front of her and drank it all.

After a moment, Su Yu stood up and said, "I won't bother you anymore, Mr. Xie. Please do as you please."

Xie Qinglan nodded and watched her back disappear from his sight. The wine glasses and jugs on the table had already been taken away by the woman, leaving no evidence at all.

Xie Qinglan's eyes were deep as he gently wiped the wine from the corner of his lips.

Just now, when Su Yu bent down to pick up her hairpin, he exchanged the wine glass in front of him with the one in front of Su Yu.

Xie Qinglan is not a saint. Even if he finds excuses for Su Yu, it cannot change the fact that she once poisoned him. It is impossible for him to have no resentment in his heart.

He whispered to himself, "If there is something wrong with that glass of wine, you will suffer the consequences."

Xie Qinglan sat quietly for a long time, then stood up and went to the front hall.

On the other side, Su Yu originally wanted to find Su Miaoer and tell her that the matter was settled, but halfway there, she suddenly felt unwell, so she sent Lan Ying over and said that she would go next door to rest for a while.

"I'm going to take a break. You don't need to come over after you finish talking. Go check on the Madam and make sure nothing unexpected happens."

Lan Ying nodded: "Yes."

After closing the door, Su Yu poured herself a cup of cold tea.

The heat in her body could not be suppressed and kept rising up, so Su Yu had to open her collar to dissipate the heat, and the spring scenery was looming.

System: [Host, aren't you afraid that the male protagonist didn't notice something was wrong and drank the glass of wine? ]

Su Yu: [My flaws are so obvious. The hero was a powerful official for several years in his previous life. If he can't find this, I look down on him.]

[That's true.] The system said awkwardly, [Then you don't have to drink it yourself.]

Su Yu fanned herself with her hand: [I'm going to do this whole act, and I was going to marry him anyway.]

Xie Qinglan was about to go to the front hall, but was bumped into by a maid on the way and his clothes got dirty.

The maid quickly knelt down and said, "Please forgive me, sir."

Xie Qinglan looked at the stains on his clothes with a headache. He did not bring any extra clothes when he came to the Marquis' Mansion to attend the birthday banquet.

"You get up first."

The maid stood up, trembling with fear: "There are spare clothes in the guest room. I will take you there to change."

Xie Qinglan's eyes paused on the maid for a moment and nodded: "Thank you."

"Sir, please come this way."

The maid was leading the way and did not notice the inquiring look on Xie Qinglan's face.

Xie Qinglan was very curious about how the maid was so sure that he didn't bring any extra clothes, and her first sentence said that there were spare clothes in the guest room.

After all, most of the guests who come to the birthday banquet are of noble status, and they will prepare an extra set of clothes in the carriage.

Following behind the maid, Xie Qinglan walked steadily.

The maid took him to a guest room with a clear purpose: "This is it, Sir, go in and sit for a while, I will go get you some clothes."

There were several guest rooms in a row, and the maid took him to the one at the end.

So the question is, the banquet has just begun, and there doesn't seem to be anyone here. Generally speaking, servants will lead the way and arrange the rooms in order. Why would they take him directly to the last room for no reason?

It is not ruled out that the maid did it unintentionally, but Xie Qinglan subconsciously became alert.

"Yeah." Xie Qinglan watched the maid leave, and turned to the next guest room without hesitation.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a sweet scent of powder.

Xie Qinglan's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously held his breath, wanting to retreat.

"Lan Ying?" The woman asked in a puzzled voice, "Didn't I tell you not to come?"

A familiar voice reached his ears and Xie Qinglan stopped walking backwards.

Su Yu was already somewhat unconscious at this time, and her voice was so soft that she had no strength: "Forget it, I feel so uncomfortable, Lan Ying, come and get me a glass of water."

Xie Qinglan hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward.

The woman's clothes were torn to pieces, her cheeks were flushed, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she leaned over the table and panted softly: "Lan Ying?"

Xie Qinglan silently poured her a cup of tea.

Su Yu frowned and ordered coquettishly: "Feed me."

Xie Qinglan seldom saw Su Yu like this, she looked charming and lively, instead of the gentle and polite appearance she usually displayed.

Xie Qinglan supported her and put the teacup to the woman's lips.

Su Yu took a sip, her chest heaving. From Xie Qinglan's angle, he could see the small clothes underneath.

Xie Qinglan tidied her clothes with a stern face.

It seemed to be a simple and elegant jade color, embroidered with orchids... Realizing what he was recalling, Xie Qinglan froze for a moment.

"It's hot." Su Yu pushed him away, pulled his collar open a little more, held her forehead and shook it to wake herself up, and asked, "Is Xie Qinglan here?"

Hearing his own name, Xie Qinglan raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

Su Yu murmured to herself: "Xie Qinglan drank that glass of wine, so the drug must have taken effect now."

Xie Qinglan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

There was indeed something wrong with that glass of wine, but Su Yu mentioned the efficacy of the medicine. What kind of medicine was it?

Xie Qinglan looked at Su Yu inch by inch with scrutiny, then looked away in a moment, as if he knew what kind of medicine it was.

“It’s hot.”

Xie Qinglan still didn't say anything. He stood silently beside Su Yu and supported her.

Su Yu's cheeks turned even redder, and a smug smile appeared on the corners of her mouth: "Since my sister wants to marry him so much, I believe that after today, she will be able to fulfill her wish. I don't know if the maid sent to find Madam is doing the right thing. I hope nothing unexpected will happen."

"What on earth is Su Miaoer thinking? She doesn't want to go to the Duke's Mansion, but insists on marrying a poor scholar with nothing at home. She is such a fool."

Xie Qinglan's expression didn't change much. He just lowered his eyes and glanced at Su Yu, but he looked even colder.

"You won't marry him?"

Su Yu's mind was in a mess, and she sneered, "Why would I be willing to marry him? Because he has nothing and an uncertain future?"

After a few seconds, she seemed to realize something and suddenly looked up at the person next to her.

When Su Yu saw that face, she felt like she was falling into an ice cellar and instantly woke up.