Are there any other methods of poisoning?
Meng Qingrou shook her head. "That's all."
"He Yunxiao, why are you asking about 'White Egret'?"
He Yunxiao reached out and patted Nan Zhu's wife's head. "Your sister has a trusted subordinate who was poisoned, but she's been cured now. I'm just asking around for her. Let's see if we can find any clues about who poisoned her."
"Oh." Meng Qingrou didn't know anything about her sister's subordinates, so she didn't ask any further questions.
However, He Yunxiao thought of something else.
"Rou'er, did you give Meng Qingqian the sachet you made?"
“Yes,” Meng Qingrou said with a smile, “My sister likes it very much. She said she will keep it with her forever.”
He Yunxiao said jealously, "Rou'er only cares about Meng Qingqian, she doesn't care about her own husband at all. She's siding with outsiders."
Meng Qingrou had none of He Yunxiao's cunning schemes and didn't realize what "her own husband" or "turning her back on someone else" meant. She just hurriedly defended herself: "No! Nan Zhu didn't!"
Although she subconsciously admitted to her identity, she herself was completely clueless and unaware.
He Yunxiao neither explained nor mocked, but simply held out his hand, "No? Then what about the sachet that Rou'er embroidered for me?"
Meng Qingrou jumped off the chair, intending to go look for him, but found that He Yunxiao was still holding her little hand. So she could only watch helplessly as the two clasped hands and He Yunxiao's eyes met.
He Yunxiao smiled helplessly, let go of her hand, and said to Nan Zhu's wife, "Go."
Once freed, Meng Qingrou rushed to one side of the room and rummaged through a drawer. Surprisingly, she found a sachet.
Seeing Nan Zhu's wife return with some things, He Yunxiao moved his hand on the chair and said, "Hold hands."
Meng Qingrou was used to holding hands, so even though He Yunxiao said that, she didn't think anything of it. She ran all the way and took the initiative to put her little hand in his before placing the sachet on the table and pushing it in front of him.
He Yunxiao was deeply moved to see that his wife, Nanzhu, had actually embroidered a sachet for him: "Was this specially embroidered for me by Rou'er?"
Meng Qingrou said honestly, "This is too ugly, I'm too embarrassed to give it to my sister, so you can have it."
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