Her mother had warned herself more than once not to have any designs on her, but she didn't get angry when she saw her wearing this outfit today.
Something's not right.
Several young ladies had already prepared the ingredients and handed them to their maids. Lin Qingwan forced herself to calm down and, without thinking twice, added a few more spices to the mixture.
Gao Ying was dumbfounded by what she did. Had this woman gone mad?
With a crisp "ding," the time was up.
The maidservants packed all the spices into uniform little boxes and handed them to the servants outside. One of them was taller than the other servants, with thicker arms, and his clothes were very tight.
He glanced at Lin Qingwan, then quickly lowered his head.
Lin Qingwan was distracted and didn't notice.
If Mu Xue were here, she might recognize this man as the stranger Xia Yan brought into the Prime Minister's residence that day.
"Ladies, please wait a moment."
After giving her instructions, Madam Yang went to the old lady's room.
Beiyuan.
Under the corridor, Gao Wei led a group of aristocratic disciples, including Jiang Mingting. Gao Peng and Jiang Zhenlin were surrounded by brothers from the Xiaoji Camp.
Jiang Mingting brought over a glass of wine. "Cousin, congratulations on being exempted from punishment and being able to leave the house."
Jiang Zhenlin didn't take him seriously. "You should congratulate me for not going back to the old house. Otherwise, since you hit my sister, I wouldn't have let you still be standing here."
In the past, Jiang Mingting would never have dared to provoke Jiang Zhenlin, but things are different now.
He said, "If it weren't for the Prince's sake, Grandmother would have beaten Lin Qingwan until she admitted her mistake."
"However, to be fair, Prince Jing treats Lin Qingwan much better than he treats Jiang Yanwan."
Jiang Zhenlin stood up and grabbed him by the collar, "Nonsense!"
Gao Peng quickly pulled Jiang Zhenlin away, saying, "Ah Lin, let go! Don't you know what day it is? The Crown Prince and the Prince are inside."
Jiang Mingting retorted, "Young Master Jiang has always been impulsive, quick to curse and quick to hit. What's there to be afraid of?"
Jiang Zhenlin's murderous intent surged upwards. "You little brat, are you itching for a fight?"
Gao Peng was terrified. "This kid is deliberately trying to provoke you. Don't fall for it."
Jiang Zhenlin gritted his teeth and let go, pointing at Jiang Mingting, "I must avenge my sister's injuries!"
Jiang Mingting laughed and said, "Cousin, you'd better save your strength for now. There are plenty of people you want to beat up later."
inside the house.
The attendant used a silver needle to probe each of the spices brought by the maid. The moment the needle tip turned black, everyone's expression changed drastically.
The old woman trembled as she said, "The old lady and the madam smelled it together and did not detect any poison in it."
"The spices used by the young ladies have all been thoroughly inspected by the Minister's residence and are absolutely safe."
Zhao Cong squinted.
Prince Jing gave a cold laugh, "I knew you wouldn't dare."
Who made this box of spices?
The old woman looked at the number on the bottom of the bottle and said, "It was made by Miss Qingwan of the Prime Minister's residence."
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