Chapter 72 Accident 4 Between him and her, it was like a fate
Zhou Yuanze chuckled when he heard this. He took the handkerchief handed to him by Hua Niang and wiped his hands with it. "That servant's wife died, so naturally he can't live anymore."
Su He asked, "Then how did he die?"
Zhou Yuanze looked up at him again, his gaze filled with inquiry and caution. "Why, my lady, are you so concerned about the death of a male servant eight years ago?"
Su He paused, then bowed her head. "I was merely curious for a moment. I never imagined that after eight years, Master Zhou would still be thinking of a humble servant."
Zhou Yuanze reclined on the recliner, his chin propped up by his elbow, his tone tinged with regret. "I wasn't thinking about that servant, I was thinking about his deceased wife. For years, I haven't encountered a beauty as stunning as her again."
He smiled meaningfully. "But I'm honored to meet you today. After all, you bear some resemblance to the servant's wife. It's just..." He looked at her again, "You just have a new cinnabar mole on your cheek."
Su He replied respectfully: "It is my honor to be appreciated by Lord Zhou."
A flower girl glanced at Su He and said, "Oh, why is there so much sweat on your head?"
Su He wiped her forehead with her sleeve. "This is my first time meeting Lord Zhou, and I'm afraid I might be impolite, so I'm nervous and anxious."
She wasn't nervous, she was angry.
Zhou Yuanze casually handed her a handkerchief: "Don't be nervous, come, use this to wipe it."
Su He stepped forward to take the handkerchief and said, "Thank you, Master Zhou."
There was an erotic picture embroidered on the handkerchief, which made Su He feel nauseous again and she wished she could throw it away immediately.
"Why, you don't like this handkerchief of mine?"
"I dare not."
"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Don't you need a handkerchief to wipe your sweat?"
Su He replied "yes", then suppressed his nausea and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.
There was a strange smell in the handkerchief, like his body odor, but more like a faint herbal smell.
Su He didn't dare to sniff it carefully. After wiping the sweat off his face, he put the handkerchief back on the edge of the chair and thanked him again.
Zhou Yuanze took the handkerchief and put it to his nose and took two sips without any concern: "The fragrance of my wife's sweat is really intoxicating."
Su He lowered his head and got goose bumps all over his body.
Zhou Yuanze added, "Since you can make drinks, please prepare them first. After we have finished drinking the drinks to cool us down, we can have some fun later."
Then he glanced at the other girls and said, "How about you all get on the bed together and let me experience the feeling of ecstasy, ecstasy, and death again?"
His words were all about sex, which was unbearable to listen to.
The three flower girls seemed to be used to it and answered "yes" in unison.
Seeing this, Su He also responded respectfully, "Yes."
Then he walked to the tea table and took out the tea bags he had prepared in advance from his sleeve pocket. The tea bags contained mint, buckwheat, summer cypress, etc., and of course, the highly toxic Gelsemium elegans.
The poisoned person will experience severe abdominal pain, dizziness and vertigo within two quarters of an hour, and may even die of respiratory failure.
While preparing the drink, Hua Niang began to massage Zhou Yuanze's back, legs and fan him.
The rain was still falling, and the sound of the rain drifted in through the half-open window, making the stuffy room a little cooler.
Su He quickly prepared the drink, making a large pot in total.
She walked over to the recliner with the teapot in her hand and respectfully poured a cup for Zhou Yuanze: "Master Zhou, please try it first and see if it suits your taste."
Zhou Yuanze smiled and pointed to a flower girl beside him: "Let her taste it first."
Su He handed the drink in his hand to Hua Niang as ordered.
Hua Niang took it solemnly and took two sips. "Mmm, it's refreshing and cool, really delicious."
Hearing this, Zhou Yuanze pointed at the other two Hua Niangs and said, "Since it tastes good, pour one for each of them."
Su He replied "Yes" and poured a cup for each Hua Niang. Then he turned to the tea table and took the fourth cup. After filling it up, he offered it with both hands: "Master Zhou, you can enjoy it now."
Zhou Yuanze answered the question irrelevantly: "Why don't you drink it yourself?"
Su He replied: "I came here specifically to make a drink for Master Zhou. It doesn't matter whether I drink it or not."
Zhou Yuanze gave her a few ambiguous looks and finally took the drink.
But he did not rush to drink it, but put it on the small table next to him.
Su He asked, "Master Zhou, do you...look down on my craftsmanship?"
Zhou Yuanze replied: "No."
Su He asked again: "Then why doesn't Mr. Zhou drink?"
Zhou Yuanze smiled wickedly, then pulled out a poison-testing needle from his chest pocket: "There's nothing I can do. Living in the world of fame and fortune, I have to be on guard all the time."
Su He's chest suddenly sank.
She thought she could kill him easily by bypassing the guards, but she didn't expect that she couldn't avoid the silver needle for testing poison.
——But I didn’t expect Zhou Yuanze to be so cautious even after entering the brothel.
Su He looked embarrassed: "Even if I had a hundred guts, I would never dare to poison Master Zhou."
"You can only feel at ease after you have tasted something before you put it into your mouth. This is the Zhou family's daily habit. Madam, please don't blame me." Zhou Yuanze said as he extended his hand and handed the silver needle to Hua Niang beside him. He casually instructed, "You come and test the poison for me."
Hua Niang was about to take the needle, but Su He reached out to take it first: "How about I examine it for Master Zhou?"
If she did the poison test herself, maybe she could get away with it.
Zhou Yuanze shook his head with a forced smile, raised his arm and gently pushed away Su He's outstretched hand, then placed the silver needle in the hand of the flower lady: "You should do it."
Hua Niang replied "yes" and took the silver needle, then stood up and went to test the cups on the small table for poison.
It was only a few steps from where she was to the small table, but these few steps meant life and death for Su He.
Su He smeared the Gelsemium elegans poison on the edge of the cup. At this time, the poison had already melted into the drink in the cup. A quick test with a silver needle would reveal the truth immediately.
She has never been one to sit and wait for death, nor has she ever surrendered herself. Seeing that Hua Niang was getting closer and closer to Yinzi, she was also thinking of a countermeasure quickly.
In just a few breaths - when the flower girl had walked to the small table and had just inserted the silver needle into the drink but had not yet pulled it out, Su He jumped over the recliner and ran towards the window at lightning speed.
She had already explored the previous room and knew that she could escape by jumping out of the window.
Everything happened so fast that everyone in the room was stunned.
Even Zhou Yuanze felt lost in thought, not knowing what was happening.
By the time he realized what was happening, the figure had already disappeared from the window, and Hua Niang, the poison tester, had already taken the silver needle out of the drink. She was so frightened that she couldn't speak a word: "Master...Mr. Zhou, the silver needle...is...black."
Zhou Yuanze was so angry that he jumped up and down, shouting, "Come here, catch the assassin."
It was really outrageous that someone in the brothel actually wanted to poison him.
The guards arrived soon.
Mother Liu also came and begged for mercy several times.
Zhou Yuanze pointed at the window angrily and said, "Hurry up and catch that assassin for me, or I'll hold you responsible."
The guards responded "yes" in unison and turned to arrest the man.
Mother Liu also hurriedly called over several pimps to help catch the man downstairs.
The noise in the building naturally alarmed Xie Wuhen in the tavern. He immediately ordered Wu Sheng, "Let's split up and act separately. We must not let that man fall into Zhou Yuanze's hands."
Wu Sheng clasped his fists and replied "Yes", then turned and left.
At this time, Su He had fallen from the third-floor window to the second-floor terrace.
Although the floor was not high, she still fell pretty hard. Fortunately, she landed on her side and was not fatally injured.
She didn't have time to check her injured elbow, and hurriedly went down the stairs on the left to the first floor, and then went around to the back street of Yichun Building.
The back streets are simple and narrow, with few pedestrians.
In the dark night, only the sound of the rain echoed through the world.
She was soaked like a drowned rat and looked as miserable as a beggar on the street.
But even so, she has to fight for a way out for herself.
Su He walked east along the back street and would meet Zhang Xiuhua by exiting from the east street entrance.
But after walking a few feet, they heard the sound of pursuers ahead.
She hurriedly turned and walked west, but after taking a few steps, she heard pursuers coming up ahead again.
She wiped the rain off her face, pushed open a wooden door on the street, and slipped in.
Inside the door is a huge room.
There were no lights and no people, and there were only dim shadows everywhere.
Looking up, I saw countless pieces of cloth hanging from the high beams, like spiritual flags, like a jungle, and the air was filled with a strong smell of paint.
It turns out this is a dyeing factory!
She weaved through the cloth, trying to find a corner to hide.
But after a moment, the wooden door was opened again and a person walked in from outside.
The night was too dark and she couldn't see the man's face clearly, but from his figure, walking posture, and the long sword hanging at his waist, she recognized it as Xie Wuhen at a glance.
That’s right, it’s Xie Wuhen.
She was so familiar with him that when she saw him at this moment, she felt a little sad.
This man was very smart, so smart that he would bite her from behind like a cat.
But she is the mouse whose identity and origin cannot be seen in public.
The relationship between him and her seemed like a kind of fate.
After Xie Wuhen entered the room, he gently closed the door and began to sew among the cloth.
He was tall, but his footsteps were silent.
Su He was quietly retreating, backing into the space between the cloths on the inner side.
She stepped back.
He stepped closer.
The dark night concealed the two's movements, but it could not hide the surging undercurrent.
Su He thought that Zhou Yuanze must have reported him to the authorities, which led to the pursuit by the Dali Temple.
She must not let him know her true identity, and must not engage in the most bloody fight with him!
Because that would be too cruel and too shameful.
She would rather disappear quietly and never see him again.
And in the end, she will never see him again!
But at this moment, she was in the dark and he was in the light.
She still has room for maneuver!
Su He had retreated to the innermost part of the cloth and had nowhere to retreat.
Just when everyone was getting anxious, the wooden door opened again and another person walked in, breathless, "Boss, we can't find any trace of that person."
It was Wu Sheng, Su He recognized his voice.
She didn't know if "that person" was referring to herself.
Xie Wuhen ordered in a deep voice: "Send more people to cordon off the entire back street."
Wu Sheng complained, "That's easy for the boss to say. How can we have extra manpower? We've already sent a group to the Wuyou Teahouse, and now we've sent another group to various places to look for people. How can we have the manpower to guard the back streets?"
Xie Wuhen was silent for a moment, then lit the tinder.
A beam of light filled the room, and Su He in the corner was so frightened that he immediately curled up and held his breath.
Xie Wuhen looked around and said, "This is the warehouse of cloth merchants, grain merchants, and many other goods merchants. It's huge and easy to hide. Besides this door, there's another exit on the other side. You go guard that exit."
Wu Sheng asked, "Does the boss think...that person might be hiding here?"
Xie Wuhen replied: "Just intuition."
"Okay, I'll be there right away." After saying that, Wu Sheng turned around and walked out of the house, closing the door.
Xie Wuhen also extinguished the fire starter in his hand.
The room became quiet and darkness fell again.
Su He in the corner was feeling anxious.
This man really wants to force her to death!
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