Chapter 69: Arsenic
The dim light sprinkled gently on Xu Yao's face. She wiped the big red wedding candles one by one, with such concentration, as if she was wiping away the future happiness.
Xue Han stood behind her, like a silent mountain, his eyes so gentle that they could drip water.
Suddenly, a crisp sound broke the warm scene.
Xue Han crushed a small medicine bottle.
Xu Yao was startled and turned around quickly, only to see Xue Han's face was as cold as an ice knife in the cold winter.
"The red rope on this medicine bottle is from the same batch as the one my third sister used for blackmailing." Xue Han's voice was so low that it seemed like he was suppressing a ferocious beast.
His hands, which were used to doing rough work, were now unusually dexterous. His boots rolled over the broken pieces of the medicine bottle, revealing the remaining glue inside.
"This glue is a low-quality, adulterated material seized at the dock. Mother Sun is definitely not innocent of this!" Xue Han's eyes flashed coldly. This old witch is really still intent on stealing!
"Oh my goodness!"
Before the two of them could recover from the shock, Aunt Wang's noisy voice came from outside the door, breaking the tranquility of the night.
She rushed into the yard in a hurry, holding a package in her hand.
"Yao, you'd better be careful! The 'wedding cakes' that the granddaughter sent to you this morning were said to bring you good luck. I felt something was not right, so I took them to the supply and marketing cooperative for testing. Wow, the flour is full of fluorescent agents!" Aunt Wang was so angry that she stomped her feet and wished she could pull the granddaughter over and beat her up.
"Fluorescent agent?" Xu Yao took a breath of cold air. Did her grandma want her to eat dead people?
Xue Han pulled Xu Yao behind him and scanned the entire bridal room with sharp eyes.
He is like a cheetah, keenly capturing every detail.
"There's something wrong with this room." Xue Han said in a deep voice.
He walked to the window and lightly stroked the window frame with his fingertips. "This sawdust is suspiciously fresh."
Xu Yao's heart was in her throat.
Xue Han didn't say anything, he just walked to the wedding bed and suddenly lifted the mattress.
I saw a bag of white powder wrapped in oil paper hidden in the interlayer of the bed board.
"It's arsenic!" Xue Han narrowed his eyes and spoke in a cold tone.
"She hid poison in the marital bed when even my military dagger couldn't pick the lock. How audacious she is!"
Xu Yao looked at the packet of arsenic and felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet up to her crown.
She couldn't imagine what would have happened to her and Qiuyue if Xue Han hadn't been so careful.
She began to tremble uncontrollably, ran to Qiuyue, hugged her tightly, and her tears flowed uncontrollably.
"Qiuyue, Mommy is not getting married anymore. Can we not get married too?"
Qiuyue was startled by Xu Yao's sudden emotion and sobbed softly: "Mom, I'll listen to you..."
Xue Han stood aside, looking at the mother and daughter hugging each other tightly, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.
He walked over to Qiuyue, picked up a red rope, and carefully tied it around her wrist.
"No one can touch my woman, Xue Han." His voice was not loud, but it was powerful and full of unquestionable dominance.
Just then, there was a noise outside the yard.
The director of the subdistrict office walked in with several staff members, holding a brand new marriage certificate in their hands.
"Xue Han, Xu Yao, congratulations on your wedding!"
However, before they could enter the yard, they were blocked by a figure.
"No! We can't let them get married!" Sun's mother stood at the gate of the yard with disheveled hair, like a crazy woman.
"Xu Yao is a jinx who brings bad luck to her husband and children. She deserves to be punished by God!"
The neighbors who were watching began to whisper and point.
Xue Han sneered, walked up to Sun's mother and raised the sawdust in his hand.
"A murderer? Is your son's coffin made of the same kind of wood?"
The crowd instantly went wild with laughter and discussions rising one after another.
Sun's mother's face turned purple. She tried to explain herself angrily, but found that she had no idea where to start.
Just then, a gust of wind blew, and the wig on Sun's mother's head slipped off for the third time, revealing the new hair that had grown after chemotherapy.
Sun's mother didn't care about anything else and hurriedly put the wig back on, trying to hide her embarrassment.
The director of the subdistrict office shook his head and winked at the staff behind him.
Several people came forward, lifted up Sun's mother, and forcibly took her away.
The night returned to peace again.
Xue Han returned to the room and saw Xu Yao holding a pen, preparing to modify the wedding menu.
He walked up to her and suddenly held her wrist.
"etc……"
Xu Yao was holding a pen and marking on the wedding menu.
Braised pork was replaced with sweet and sour spare ribs, carp leaping over the dragon gate was changed to squirrel mandarin fish...her little thoughts were all hidden in the names of these dishes.
Suddenly, her wrist tightened, and Xue Han's big hand held her firmly like an iron clamp.
"Wait..." He said in a low voice, with a hint of unquestionable tone.
"There's something wrong with the salt shaker in the kitchen."
Xu Yao was stunned. Salt shaker?
What happened to her salt shaker?
Could it be that Sun's mother poisoned the salt?
This old witch is so crazy!
Before she could react, Xue Han had already deftly opened his military jacket.
The smell of gunpowder instantly spread.
"This is the gas mask I used when I was in the army. It can filter out all adulterated salt." Xue Han said as he skillfully put on the mask, leaving only a pair of sharp eyes exposed.
That look is so handsome!
Looking at him fully armed, Xu Yao couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Isn't this man too cautious?
However, she felt warm in her heart.
"Xue Han, do you really need to be so nervous? What era is this? Are you still using a gas mask?" Xu Yao joked with a smile.
Xue Han didn't say anything, but just walked silently to her side and gently held her in his arms.
Xu Yao leaned on his shoulder, greedily sniffing the faint smell of gunpowder on him, feeling extremely at ease.
"Xue Han, do you really want to marry me?" Xu Yao's voice was very soft, with a hint of uncertainty.
Xue Han lowered his head, and his warm breath brushed her sensitive earlobe, causing her to feel numb.
"No one can touch my woman, Xue Han." He paused, then added, "I will protect my fiancée's child until dawn."
Xu Yao's heart was instantly filled with these words.
She knew that this man really cared about her and Qiuyue.
Dusk fell and the sunset dyed half the sky red.
Father Xu suddenly coughed up blood foam and tremblingly handed Xu Yao an old photo.
"The house of your husband's family in your previous life..." He pointed at an inconspicuous pattern in the corner of the photo and said weakly, "It's exactly the same as the 'wedding cake' box that Grandma sent this morning..."
Xu Yao took the photo and looked at it carefully.
It was an ancient house, which looked particularly eerie in the afterglow of the setting sun.
And in the corner of the photo, there is indeed a pattern that is exactly the same as the one on the wedding cake box.
Her heart sank suddenly.
What is going on?
Why does Sun’s mother have things from her husband’s family in her previous life?
Xue Han pressed the photo to his chest, his eyes deep and without any emotion.
Suddenly, three sharp cries of crows were heard outside the yard, breaking the silence of the night.
In the reflection of Xu Yao's red makeup, the shadow of a strange woman was vaguely reflected, flashing by and disappearing into the darkness...
Xue Han held the photo tighter. Xu Yao was about to count the newly arrived dyes when Xue Han suddenly crushed the packaging...
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