Chapter 518: The Femme Fatale in the Double Life Story (17)

Yongchang Marquis Mansion.

According to the rules, once the bride leaves home, she is no longer considered a member of her natal family. Marquis Yongchang and his wife will not follow her to the Xie family, but will only send some relatives and friends to attend the wedding banquet.

After seeing off the bride-picking party, the Marquis's wife's face was frozen with laughter. She went back and complained to the nanny beside her: "The Marquis is really something. It's just a concubine's daughter getting married, but it's worth it for me to come forward and even raise the dowry for her. It's really flattering that little hoof."

The person serving the Marquis's wife was originally Madam Tong, who was replaced by Madam Zheng after her death.

Madam Zheng didn't dare to say anything bad about the Marquis of Yongchang: "Madam, don't be angry. The Marquis must be so concerned about this because of the deceased old man of the Xie family. It has nothing to do with the second young lady."

The Marquis's wife drank tea to cool down: "That little bitch has caused me so much trouble. Now that she is married, I can't control her. She is lucky."

Madam Zheng knew what she wanted to hear, so she flattered her, "Marrying a poor scholar is not good luck at all. I heard that the Xie family is not even as big as our Marquis's Mansion. The second young lady will have a hard time marrying there. If you want to talk about luck, it must be the eldest young lady. Many people envy this marriage to the Duke's Mansion. When the prince inherits the title in the future, the eldest young lady will be the Duke's wife and be granted the first-rank imperial decree. It is indescribably noble."

Madam Hou was relieved to hear this: "That's true."

As she spoke, Madam Hou thought of Nanny Tong from before: "You are better at talking than the previous one who had a shorter life. Reward."

Madam Zheng smiled happily: "Thank you for the reward, Madam."

Thinking of Madam Tong, the Marquis's wife frowned and said, "That little bitch is quite powerful in the mansion. I never noticed it before. The time of Madam Tong's death is so strange. Do you think she did it?"

Before Madam Zheng could say anything, a servant suddenly came to report: "Madam, it's bad! The eldest lady, the eldest lady vomited blood!"

Madam Hou was stunned for a moment, then stood up suddenly: "What did you say?"

The servant knelt on the ground and said, "Young lady suddenly vomited blood and fainted for some reason. Sister Cuiliu went to get a doctor and sent a servant to report to the lady."

Madam Hou was flustered and hurried out holding Nanny Zheng's hand: "He was fine this morning, why did he suddenly vomit blood?"

Su Miaoer's face was as pale as paper, and she was lying on the bed, breathing weakly.

The blood on the lips has been wiped clean, leaving only a faint trace of dark red.

Madam Hou sat beside the bed, terrified: "Miao'er, Miao'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

The doctor was soon called back. He was an old doctor with superb medical skills. After taking Su Miaoer's pulse, he frowned and thought for a moment, then took out a silver needle and gave her a few injections in her hands, feet and neck.

Soon, Su Miaoer's face regained its rosy color.

"I have temporarily controlled the poison. Miss, there is no problem. We just need to find the poison and prepare the antidote." said the old doctor.

Madam Hou heaved a sigh of relief and said in shock, "Poison? Are you saying that Miao Er was poisoned and vomited blood and fell into a coma?"

The old doctor nodded and asked to check what Su Miaoer had been eating and using recently.

Su Miaoer was a bit lucky. This old doctor was a miraculous doctor in the martial arts world. He had become famous in the capital recently, but his whereabouts were mysterious and difficult to find. Who would have thought that the servants of the Marquis' Mansion would meet him as soon as they went out.

The old doctor carefully checked around, glanced at a pot of flowers in the corner, then accurately picked out a box of rouge from a crowd of items, opened it and smelled it.

Madam Hou asked quickly, "But is there something wrong with this rouge?"

The old doctor smiled and said, "The rouge is fine, but the spice in it is problematic."

Madam Hou quickly asked, "What spices?"

The old doctor stroked his beard and said, "A lot of clove powder is added to this rouge."

Madam Hou frowned, "What's the problem with clove powder?"

Clove powder has a strong aroma, is natural and harmless, and is not uncommon to be used in rouge. I have never heard of anyone being poisoned by using it.

The old doctor explained slowly, "It is indeed fine to use it alone, but when the clove powder is mixed with the fragrance of the flower of the pot of Junying grass in the young lady's room, it will produce a poisonous fragrance. Over time, it will cause vomiting blood and coma at the least, and life-threatening at the worst. It is difficult for ordinary doctors to detect it."

Mrs. Hou's face changed instantly. She suppressed her anger and asked Yinghong, who was beside her, to take the doctor out to write a prescription.

After the door closed, she slammed the table with a sullen face and said, "Where did you get this rouge and that flower? Tell the truth!"

The maids in the room were so frightened that they all knelt down and trembled.

Cui Liu said tremblingly, "Madam, the young lady bought the rouge from Xiefang Pavilion two months ago. The shopkeeper said it was newly made and the ladies in the palace all said it was good. The young lady kept it after she bought it. The old rouge was accidentally damaged a few days ago, so she replaced it with this one."

The Marquis's wife's face changed. The shopkeeper said that anything related to the royal family had been used by the empress in the palace, so it was not appropriate to comment on it casually.

She took a deep breath and said, "Where is that flower pot? Where did it come from?"

"This..." Cui Liu thought carefully and soon remembered: "I remember that the young lady went to the second young lady's place two months ago and saw this pot of Junying grass, so she asked someone to bring it back and put it in the house."

Cui Liu paused and said hesitantly, "The second young lady seemed to like this pot of flowers very much, but the flowers had not bloomed at that time. After the eldest young lady brought it back, she placed it in the warm room for several days before it bloomed."

The time was two months ago.

At that time, Su Miaoer had not fallen into the water yet, and going to find Su Yu was nothing more than bullying her. As for the pot of flowers, Su Miaoer saw that Su Yu liked it and deliberately snatched it back.

This is a coincidence no matter how you look at it.

There is even a feeling that evil will be punished, but the servants dare not say this.

The mastermind behind the scenes doesn't know at this moment that the trick he took a long time ago has worked.

The festive red candles with dragon and phoenix patterns flickered, illuminating the word "囍" on the wall. The candle wax slowly fell, and the embroidered silk quilt was shining brightly. Red dates, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds were spread on it, implying the early birth of a son.

Su Yu sat quietly beside the bed.

Lan Ying excitedly chatted with her, "Miss, the Marquis has raised the standard of your dowry by more than two times. The betrothal gift from Master Xie is also brought as dowry, as well as the dowry left by Aunt Yao for you, and the dowry from other rooms. I saw it, it's full of 64 loads, and Master's family can hardly put it all in."

Although a small part of it was falsely inflated, it was still a lot for Su Yu.

Lan Ying laughed out loud: "And miss, didn't you see that the guests on my uncle's side were all staring at me. I'm afraid they have never seen so much dowry, and they are all envious of my uncle."

Su Yu raised her lips and was happy for a while, but when she thought about who she was marrying, she became unhappy again and pouted: "How much betrothal gift can Xie Qinglan give?"

Lan Ying glanced outside and whispered, "From what I can see, Master gave quite a bit. I'm afraid he has spent all his family savings."

Su Yu was not moved at all, and instead looked down on him: "He has spent all his family fortune, how is he going to support me in the future? Is he going to ask me to use my dowry to supplement the family expenses? He is just trying to be rich, and he doesn't know what he is talking about."

It sounds unpleasant, but it is indeed the truth.

"Miss, what you said makes sense." Lan Ying frowned, "Then what should we do in the future?"

You can't just live a hard life without a dowry, right?