Chapter 47 Ling Zixia uses blood to identify authenticity
The courtyard of Siguozhai was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Zhao Wenxuan held a red-hot iron.
Step by step, he approached Liu Yunyao who was chained to a wooden stake.
The burning smell emanating from the soldering iron.
The air was distorted.
Liu Yunyao's eyes were filled with fear.
But she still refused to give in.
She stared at Zhao Wenxuan and Ling Zixia with resentment.
He cursed loudly.
"Zhao Wenxuan, you cold-blooded and heartless beast!"
"I've been with you for so many years, and you treat me like this for this bitch!"
"I curse you to die a miserable death!"
There was no expression on Zhao Wenxuan's face.
He walked up to Liu Yunyao.
He looked down at her.
Said coldly.
"I'll ask you one last time."
"Are you actually Defei's man?"
"What was your purpose in sending that bowl of bird's nest today?"
Liu Yunyao laughed bitterly.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"At this point, do you still care about this?"
"That's right! I belong to Concubine De, so what?"
"I gave her bird's nest just to see what this little bitch is capable of!"
"It's a pity that I couldn't kill her myself!"
There was madness in her words.
He was obviously determined to die.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhao Wenxuan's eyes.
He raised the branding iron in his hand.
He pretended to kiss Liu Yunyao's face.
Ling Zixia standing aside.
Looking at this cruel scene in front of me.
His face showed just the right amount of fear and pity.
She quickly took a step forward.
She grabbed Zhao Wenxuan's arm.
"Sir, don't!"
Her voice was filled with tears.
"Sister Liu... maybe she was just confused for a moment."
"Sir, please spare her life for the sake of our past friendship."
Zhao Wenxuan stopped.
He turned around and looked at Ling Zixia.
His eyes were cold and sharp.
"Spare her life?"
"You know, if she succeeds today, you will be the one to die."
"You're going to plead for someone who wants your life?"
His words were full of temptation.
He was testing Ling Zixia.
Is it really soft-hearted?
Still pretending.
Ling Zixia's body trembled slightly.
She let go of Zhao Wenxuan's hand.
She lowered her head.
Said in a very soft voice.
"I...I just feel..."
"Sister Liu, maybe she doesn't really want to harm me."
"She said she was Empress Defei's person, but...but I feel that there might be another hidden story behind this matter."
Zhao Wenxuan frowned slightly.
"There's something else going on? What do you mean?"
Ling Zixia raised her head.
She glanced at Liu Yunyao.
He looked at Zhao Wenxuan again.
She mustered up the courage to speak.
"Sir, do you still remember the red mark on Qing'er's hand?"
"That kind of hidden mark, revealed when exposed to water, is a unique secret method of Concubine De's school."
"But just now, the young master used the potion to test the bowl of bird's nest."
"Although it also showed red, but...but that color seemed to be lighter than the one on Qing'er's hand."
"Furthermore, after devouring the bird's nest, the strange insect didn't die immediately. Instead, it struggled for a long time before bursting open."
"This shows that the secret code in the bird's nest is not pure."
Her words.
The speech is clear and well-reasoned.
A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Wenxuan's eyes.
He didn't expect that in such a chaotic situation.
Ling Zixia could actually observe so carefully.
He looked back at the bowl of filth on the table.
Recalling the scene just now.
It seems... it's really as she said.
The red color was indeed lighter than the color on Qing'er's hand in his memory.
Liu Yunyao heard what Ling Zixia said.
There was also a hint of confusion in his eyes.
she hissed.
"You...what nonsense are you talking about!"
"I don't even know what secret codes are!"
Ling Zixia ignored her.
She continued to speak to Zhao Wenxuan.
"I would venture to guess."
"Perhaps, Sister Liu is not Concubine De's person at all."
"What she did today was nothing more than being used as a gun."
"The person who really wants to harm us is someone else."
Zhao Wenxuan's eyes became serious.
He asked in a deep voice.
"Who do you think it is, then?"
Ling Zixia shook her head.
"I don't know."
"But I...perhaps there is a way to distinguish the true from the false."
As she spoke, her eyes fell on the wounds on Liu Yunyao's body caused by the whip.
The wounds were open and flesh was exposed.
Blood was everywhere.
She said to Zhao Wenxuan.
"Sir, could you please give me a drop of Sister Liu's blood?"
Although Zhao Wenxuan was puzzled.
But he nodded anyway.
He gestured to the guard beside him.
The guard stepped forward immediately.
He used a small knife to gently cut a new cut on Liu Yunyao's arm.
Then he used a small white porcelain dish to collect a drop of blood.
The guard presented the blood dish to Ling Zixia.
Ling Zixia looked at the drop of bright red blood.
She extended her index finger.
In the astonished eyes of everyone.
She pricked her fingertips gently.
A drop of the same bright red blood oozed out from her fingertips.
She dripped her own blood into the small white porcelain dish containing Liu Yunyao's blood.
Two drops of blood met in the dish.
It didn't merge immediately.
Instead, they stay at the two ends of the plate clearly.
Ling Zixia looked at the two drops of blood.
She began to mumble to herself.
It was as if chanting some ancient spell.
Her voice was very soft.
But it has a strange rhythm.
It makes people feel peaceful when listening to it.
Qing'er, who was kneeling on the ground, saw this scene.
Fanatical admiration appeared in his eyes again.
She knows.
Her master was about to use his mysterious methods again.
Zhao Wenxuan also held his breath.
He stared at the small blood disc.
Want to see what will happen.
Just then.
A magical scene happened.
All I saw were the two drops of blood in the plate that were originally unrelated to each other.
Suddenly, it was as if I was receiving some invisible guidance.
Start moving slowly towards each other.
Finally, they touched.
However, they did not fuse like normal blood.
Instead, a violent reaction occurred.
That drop of Liu Yunyao's blood.
The moment it came into contact with Ling Zixia's blood.
The color darkens rapidly.
From bright red, it turned into a dark purple-black.
And it emits a faint fishy smell.
And that drop of Ling Zixia's blood.
It still retains its bright red color.
Even more crystal clear than before.
Like a red gem.
"Is this... a blood test?"
Zhao Wenxuan exclaimed in shock.
He had heard of some ancient secret techniques.
Blood can be used to verify kinship.
But he had never seen it in person.
I didn't even know that such strange changes could occur in the blood.
Ling Zixia stood up straight.
She looked at Liu Yunyao with compassion.
She spoke slowly.
There was a hint of desolation in the voice.
"Sir, you saw it."
"Sister Liu's blood contains a deadly poison."
"This poison is called 'Qianji'."
"It's a secret medicine from the previous dynasty. Those who are poisoned are no different from ordinary people."
"But once they become emotionally agitated or under the influence of certain drugs, they become mentally disturbed and behave insanely."
"This kind of poison is usually used to control dead soldiers."
"And my Ling family bloodline is naturally sensitive to all kinds of poisons."
"My blood can draw out the true nature of the toxin in her blood."
She paused.
Continued.
"So, Sister Liu, from the beginning to the end, was just a chess piece being manipulated by others."
"The poison in her body made it impossible for her to control her words and actions."
"What happened today was not her intention."
"The real mastermind is the one who poisoned her and gave her the bowl of problematic bird's nest."
Her words.
Like thunder.
It exploded in Zhao Wenxuan's mind.
He stared blankly at the blood disc.
He looked at Liu Yunyao's face again, which was distorted with shock.
A terrible truth.
Gradually surfaced.
If Liu Yunyao is not a spy.
Then why did she do those crazy things today?
The only explanation is.
Someone is manipulating her behind the scenes.
And this can be found in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
He poisoned Liu Yunyao without anyone noticing.
Someone who can use Defei's secret code to frame someone else.
Except for the mistress who is in charge of the entire backyard.
Who else?
It’s Li Ruolan.
It's his mother.
She not only wants to get rid of Ling Zixia.
She also wanted to use Ling Zixia to get rid of Liu Yunyao, the concubine who was competing with her for favor.
What a vicious plan that kills two birds with one stone.
A bone-chilling chill rose in Zhao Wenxuan's heart.
He always thought that his mother was arrogant and domineering.
But at least be true to yourself.
But now it seems.
For power and status.
She even her own son.
They can all be used as chess pieces.
He looked chained to the stake.
Liu Yunyao was speechless due to shock and despair.
The first time in my heart.
A trace of guilt arose.
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