Chapter 78 Huai Poison
Qiao Xianglan looked at her sister-in-law kneeling in front of her. This was probably the first time she saw her sister-in-law, who was always so arrogant and proud, lower her proud head.
Although she knew she was reluctant, Qiao Xianglan still felt relieved.
Just as he was about to speak, his throat choked.
My eyes also turned red.
This was the first time she was so tough and regained her dignity.
"Sister-in-law, I can't forgive you..." Qiao Xianglan said this to everyone's surprise.
He approached her and continued, "I have suffered too much injustice over the years, so I don't forgive you. But we are all members of the Song family, so please stand up."
Song Ci looked at her mother in surprise, her eyes sparkling as if burning with fire.
It was as if at this moment, I found myself again.
Lao Gui is leaving, and as a new apprentice, Song Ci naturally has to send his master off well.
She was also grateful to Lao Gui. If he hadn't been there, the rest of the Song family would have tried to find an excuse to get away with it. If he hadn't stood up to support her at the critical moment, things wouldn't have gone so smoothly.
"Just send me here." He pulled out a book from his pocket. "This is a book I wrote in my spare time that records medicinal herbs in detail. You should memorize it carefully."
Song Ci took it and held it in his arms, "I understand. I will study hard."
Seeing her like this, the old ghost smiled and took out a stack of things and stuffed them into her hands. "I believe that with your intelligence, you also know that I didn't just lie to them just now. Your mother's life is in danger. Although it's not true, her body is damaged and she must be well taken care of. You are my apprentice. How can I charge you for medical treatment and medicine? Take these back, and the rest will be taken as a gift.
Your master doesn't like those empty words, so you can spend this money."
Song Ci looked at the full stack of banknotes, her mouth slightly opened, thinking that these were probably worth six thousand taels.
Just as he was about to refuse, the old ghost had already jumped onto the carriage nimbly and said through the curtain: "When I teach you, I will send someone to your house to pick you up and take you to my place."
After that, the carriage left.
Song Ci looked at the back of the carriage. It seemed that her master had quite a personality.
In the courtyard of the third room.
Qiao Xianglan had asked Wanxiang to apply medicine to her and also did some simple cleaning on the abrasions.
Seeing her daughter pushing the door open, she subconsciously used clothes to cover the wound.
"Madam, you can't cover this wound. It will hurt more if it gets stuck to your clothes."
Pulling back her clothes, the wound she had just healed became blurry again. She frowned, trying not to cry out in pain in order not to worry her daughter.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Inside the big house.
Ling'er was nowhere to be found, Li Yao looked dazed, and in front of him sat Boss Song, who looked as if he was being blamed for the crime.
Song Liang looked carefully at Li Yao in front of him, his eyes complicated and gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"uncle....."
Li Yao walked up to him with a cup of tea and put it down, "Have some tea."
Song Liang's eyes were filled with inquiry, and his hand did not move the cup of tea. "Tell me the truth about what happened today. Was it really Ling'er who did it? It had nothing to do with you?"
"Master, you know...how could I do such a thing with my personality?" Fearing suspicion, she added, "But I'm also at fault in this matter."
Song Liang didn't say anything. She continued, "Maybe it's because I complained to Ling'er before that I was tired of taking care of Mom. Maybe because of this, she... but I would never hurt Mom no matter what."
After staring at her for a while, which made Li Yao's heart flutter, Boss Song finally turned his head away.
"I'm getting more and more confused by you. We're husband and wife, and I hope you don't do anything...that you'll regret."
This means that you still doubt her.
Li Yao hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, saying in an aggrieved tone, "Uncle, since you said we were husband and wife, don't you know me? When I was a girl, I didn't even dare to kill chickens and ducks, let alone... let alone hurting my mother."
Seeing her like this, Boss Song softened his tone.
"I'm sorry for putting you through this today."
The words "I'm sorry I wronged you" made Li Yao's eyes fill with tears.
It's not that I'm touched, it's that I feel really wronged.
Asking her to kneel down and admit her fault to that little bitch Qiao Xianglan was more painful than killing her. Under the circumstances at that time, she was in a difficult position. She also knew that it was Boss Song who was deliberately protecting her. Otherwise, if that little bitch Song Ci got out, she would really be accused of murdering her mother-in-law and bullying her younger brother and sister-in-law. Not only her, but the entire eldest house would be ruined.
In winter, Wanxiang picked up a piece of cake from the plate and put it into her mouth. The silver bracelet on her wrist collided with the white porcelain plate, making a "ding-dong" sound.
In the greenhouse, Song Ci lifted her skirt and leaned over to carefully observe the growth of the medicinal herbs. This was the homework that Lao Gui had assigned her recently.
She studied diligently and quickly memorized the appearance and effects of most medicinal herbs.
Recently, Lao Gui took her to familiarize herself with the appearance of various medicinal herbs every now and then.
"The roots, stems and whiskers of each medicinal herb are different. For example, this Qihong and the Yulan next to it, can you tell them apart?" Lao Gui asked while drinking tea and crossing his feet.
Song Ci took a look and said seriously, "Qihong's rhizomes and leaves are slightly larger than Yulan's. And the base of the rhizomes is reddish."
"Smart." The old ghost nodded with satisfaction, his eyes full of admiration. "I really wasn't wrong about you. It's only been three months, and you can already accurately identify me."
Song Ci stood up, patted the mud on the hem of her skirt, and said with a smile: "Master, your teaching is good."
"Students taught by the same master are also different. As for your master, I used to...cough cough cough." The old ghost suddenly stopped talking and didn't say anything further.
This actually attracted Song Ci's curiosity and asked, "Master, what happened to you before?"
The old ghost snorted lightly and turned his head away. "It's better not to say it. I will lose face if I say it."
Song Ci walked over to the chair next to him and sat down. "Master, even someone as powerful as you can have setbacks?"
"It's more than just a setback." The old ghost complained about this matter. "I used to think that my talent in medicine was unmatched. But, until the master accepted a last disciple, your junior uncle, Huai Zhen."
"This uncle-master Huai Zhen is really so powerful." Song Ci followed Lao Gui for a while.
I have a general idea of his affairs.
Lao Gui's reputation and abilities were far greater than she had imagined.
It is said that he once saved the dying Prince Yu, who had been shot through the chest by an arrow and the imperial doctors were helpless. Everyone believed that Prince Yu would not be able to survive this time.
Only the emperor and the imperial concubine were allowed to prepare for the funeral.
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