Chapter 312 Xiaoxian Teahouse
"Beiqing."
As soon as Su Beiqing entered the yard, Du Henian came to greet her.
"You haven't gone to court yet?"
"Today is a small court meeting, so there's no rush. What's happening with Song Mingzhu? Is she really dying?"
"He won't live for many days." Su Beiqing entered the main room, and servants brought food to him one after another.
"Why didn't you have dinner at the Song Mansion?"
"There's no time for that. Huanhuan is in a hurry to go to Chaofeng Palace Academy."
Du Henian sat down and took a few bites of food with his chopsticks. "Then don't let Huanhuan go there again today."
"Song Mingzhu is her biological mother after all. Seeing that her time is running out, you still have to spend some time with her. You don't think Huanhuan is an ungrateful and unfilial child, do you?"
Du Henian: "...You are right..."
At this time, the maid came in and said, "Madam, the old lady said you should go over after dinner. She has something to tell you."
Out of curiosity, Du Henian also followed him to Zhaohuiyuan.
"Beiqing, do you think Song Mingzhu is unconscious?"
"She's conscious, but the poison is too severe. Song Mingzhu was smart enough to ask the Jianghu to find an antidote. Now that she's asked many people to help her, but none of them have been able to, she finally thought of asking the imperial physician."
Du Ye then asked, "Is there anything unusual about Song Mingzhu's meeting with Huanhuan?"
Su Beiqing said, "Of course I'm happy. I was worried that Huanhuan would be late for Chaofeng Palace Academy, so I didn't force her to stay yesterday. She volunteered to stay."
"You really didn't find anything unusual?"
Su Beiqing was speechless. What else could be unusual? "Nothing unusual. The Song family is here. It's just that her son went to the Huguo Temple to pray for her."
Du Ye was very surprised. This shouldn't be the case. Could it be that Song Mingzhu was poisoned by someone unknown?
"Didn't you notice any difference between Song Mingzhu and Huanhuan?"
Su Beiqing looked puzzled. "What's wrong? Is there anything different?"
"Yes, mother." Du Henian interrupted, "What difference does it make? If nothing goes wrong, my son will enter the palace."
"You two are such pig-brains. Oh, no, saying that is unfair to pigs."
Du Ye was so angry that her head hurt. Why was it that when they met Huanhuan, the two of them were not only stupid but also blind?
Two people: ...
Du Henian: "Mom...just tell us straight out. We really don't understand you if you're playing tricks on us."
Du Ye took a deep breath. "You guys are truly blind. Don't you realize that Huanhuan and Song Mingzhu don't look alike?"
Su Beiqing and Du Henian looked at each other and thought about it carefully.
Du Henian said, "Mom, you're not trying to say that Huanhuan is not Song Mingzhu's daughter, are you?"
"There's a 70% to 80% chance that Huanhuan's biological mother was responsible for her poisoning. Beiqing just mentioned Song Mingzhu's reaction, but Song Mingzhu probably didn't know about this."
Su Beiqing said, "Since Song Mingzhu is not Huanhuan's daughter, there is no need to go to the Song Mansion."
Madam Du Ye glared at her. "This is just speculation, and we're not sure yet. Arrange for someone to keep an eye on Huanhuan. If anyone suspicious approaches, arrest them immediately. I'm worried they might instigate Huanhuan to do something bad to Sister Yu."
Du Henian: "Okay, I'll take care of it."
Jiang Mansion
"Ming'en, nothing happened at the Song Mansion last night. Du Zhihuan left the Song Mansion safely and will be there again tonight."
Song Mingen looked at the book in his hand and said without raising his head: "It has nothing to do with me. As long as it doesn't involve Sister Yu."
Jiang Yunwan pursed her lips and smiled, "If Chen Chunhua came to ask you to save Song Mingzhu's life, would you mention it to Sister Yu?"
Song Mingen looked up at her and said solemnly, "We've severed our relationship. The life and death of the Song family has nothing to do with me. Also, Suzaku Pavilion has sent so many capable people over, but they're all helpless. Sister Yu is still a child, how could she possibly remove the poison?"
Jiang Yunwan said, "Then have your people expand the search area. After all, Song Mingzhu didn't choose to harm Sister Yu, so try to find more people for her."
Song Mingen nodded and continued reading.
"You read a book. I'm going to find Shushu. Oh, by the way, it's time to go to the yard to perform."
After a while, Song Mingen walked out of the room listlessly and lay lazily on the recliner.
"Ming En, just get up and walk around and you'll feel refreshed. How can you be dazed all day?"
"Wanwan, I don't want to move. I feel sleepy in spring, tired in autumn, and nap in summer, but it's more comfortable to lie down. It will be fine in winter. You can come and bask in the sun with me..."
Song Mansion.
Song Mingzhu had an acupuncture treatment early in the morning. She forced herself to finish the medicine and fell asleep without having breakfast.
It was not until the 4th hour that he woke up and saw Qiuyue's unhappy face. "What's wrong? Did something go wrong?"
"Du Zhihuan didn't drink the chicken soup. She took the steamed buns and shrimp dumplings and left. If she behaved like this today, she won't sit down to eat tomorrow."
Qiuyue said as she handed over the nutritious rice porridge.
Song Mingzhu slowly drank the rice porridge before speaking: "I can't remember when they came and when they left?"
"They came at 4:45 AM and left before 5:55 AM."
Song Mingzhu frowned, "You shouldn't even have time to sit down and eat. What was wrong when you got up in the middle of the night to make chicken soup?"
"Nothing unusual. I took advantage of the fact that they were all soundly asleep to get up and make chicken soup. Half an hour later, Nanny Li sent someone in to prepare the rest of the food."
"Does that thing change the taste when you put it in chicken soup?"
Qiuyue said, "I put a little. At first there was a little, but later there was nothing at all. It tasted just like the chicken soup I usually make."
Song Mingzhu thought for a moment, "Let's clean up the rest and go find the colorless and odorless ones. It's easy to be exposed with Yun Que around."
Qiuyue was startled. "Yunque followed Du Zhihuan in this morning. Could she have discovered him?"
Song Mingzhu frowned, "But I saw her go to the dining table."
"No, I stayed at the door."
Song Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief. "They probably haven't noticed yet. It must have been a coincidence this morning. Hurry up and find some colorless and odorless medicine. Be careful to avoid people."
"yes."
Yunyan arrived at Xiaoxian Teahouse, but did not go in immediately. Instead, she found a secluded place to wait.
A little after 9:00 PM, a carriage that could only accommodate one person arrived at the teahouse entrance.
An old man with gray hair, an unnatural complexion and a thin body got out of the carriage. He was supported by his long-time attendant and walked unsteadily into the teahouse.
Yunyan took a look and then looked away, looking up at a tightly closed window on the second floor overlooking the alley.
It’s already this late, why haven’t you come yet?
The old man entered the private room on the second floor, and his attendant quickly opened the window and placed the orchid he brought by the window.
Yunyan was surprised. No way, I didn’t see anyone suspicious.
When did this person go up there?
Yunyan subconsciously looked around, entered Xiaoxian Teahouse and went straight to the second floor.
"Bang!"
Yunyan pushed open the room and pointed the sword directly at the old man.
"Who are you?"
The old man's eyebrows jumped. She actually arranged for someone to come in advance.
The old man glanced at the man beside him.
The man stared at Yunyan and walked carefully to the door and closed it.
"Miss, swords have no eyes, please put down your words."
Yunyan saw that his voice was weak and he was frail and sickly and was about to die at any time, so she drew her sword.
"Who are you?"
The old man said calmly, "I was the one who poisoned Song Mingzhu. I am your young lady's uncle."
"I think you're courting death!" Yun Yan drew her sword and pointed it at his neck again. "How dare you pretend to be my young lady's uncle? It's just right that you've landed right here. Now hurry up and help me cure Madam Song's poison!"
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