Chapter 22

When he said that, it sounded weird to me.

I always feel that if Mother Wen was here, she would probably slap him on the back of the head.

Wen Qiong pondered seriously for a moment after hearing the words, "It's best to be able to die without seeing the corpse."

"Wait until my tire is stable for three months before starting, brother, remember to be careful, don't let people notice."

Having been followed by Mo Ya once, Wen Qiong did not dare to relax her vigilance. She solemnly warned, "Yao Xuanci is the best at capturing clues. There must be no flaws in the matter."

"The son of Yao in Ah Qiong's heart is so strict..." Wen Boqing spread out his fan, and his pair of amorous peach blossom eyes stared at Wen Qiong expectantly, "What about me, brother?"

There was an undisguised comparison, and there was a hint of threat, "You and I are siblings born on the same day. Arjun should think carefully before answering."

The woman sighed imperceptibly, the ranking of Tanhualang was probably given by the emperor because of his handsome appearance.

Gently put the brewed tea in front of him, and the corners of her lips curled up helplessly, "Elder brother is the best elder brother in the world, a good brother who insists on picking wintersweet for his younger sister even after he recovers from a serious illness."

The young man in Dan Yi pursed his lips in satisfaction, and drank the tea in the cup slowly, with a lazy and wanton attitude.

"So don't worry, Aqiong, what you want, my brother can do it for you."

Arjun probably didn't know how obvious the anxiety and worry in her brows and eyes were just now.

The tone was obviously playful, but the words he said seemed like a heavy promise, full of security, which made Wen Qiong's eyes warm, and she quickly lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea, and said softly, "Okay."

If the elder brother had already known this young master Xu, it would probably not have been too difficult when he was exiled in Suzhou in the previous life.

Maybe during those four years, she shouldn't deliberately conceal everything that happened in the Hou's mansion, and she shouldn't strictly order people around her not to disclose it, and let herself eat all the bitter fruits.

Dali Temple.

In the evening, there was a sudden wind blowing outside, and the chilly evening wind blew into the wide open palace door, and the crisp jingling of the palace bells hanging under the verandah could be faintly heard.

In the blink of an eye, raindrops fell from the dark sky, pattering, and the ground gradually gathered into large and small puddles.

The fallen leaves were blown by the cold wind, whirled in the air and fell into the puddle.

White Crow took off the rain-soaked hat and put it under the eaves before entering, "Master."

A gust of cold wind blew in, and the paper books on the desk in the hall were blown away. Mo Ya took the countertop and pressed it down, and immediately went to half-close the door of the hall.

Behind the desk, the young man was dressed in a crow-blue dark embroidered brocade robe, flipping through the bamboo book in his hand, without looking up, "Say."

"The subordinates have found evidence of Mrs. Hou's involvement in many matters of the Hou Mansion, and they have been handed over to the old matriarch along with Steward Wan according to your instructions."

The white crow bowed his head obediently, "Master Hou asked his subordinates to pass on a message to you. The original message was to tell you, son, not to go too far and worry about the past, and now you have to discipline your elders as a junior. Spread the word."You will only be poked in the spine by outsiders."

"Go back home and tell him." The long, bony fingers held the long bamboo book, slowly rolled it up and put it on the desk, the young man's voice was light.

"After Qin's death, I will throw her into a mass grave. If he is still dissatisfied at that time, he will climb out and collect her body for her."

Yao Xuanci didn't care about gossip, when the old prince was so angry that he was sick and lying on the couch, the old matriarch once scolded him for being unfilial and his grandchildren were lawless.

But he still forcibly took over Qin's housekeeper.

The Qin family, however, remembers to eat but not to fight, trying to be the old Mrs. Hou who overwhelmed the sky with one hand, how could he let her be as she wished.

Bai Ya didn't dare to show any expression, so he said yes in a low voice, and then continued, "This subordinate also found out what Madam Hou did to Madam."

Hearing that his tone was a little subtle, Yao Xuanci paused for a while before writing, and raised his eyes, "How is it?"

Mo Ya has silently put away the bamboo books he had read, put them on the bookshelf beside him, and then glanced at the white crow below.

"Punishment to kneel in the ancestral hall is a common occurrence, and you are specially picked on the days when you are busy and have not returned. Madam Hou is careful, she only dares to punish Madam to copy the family rules."

For a long time, there was no echo from above.

The white crow finally couldn't bear it and raised his head cautiously, only to see that the young man's persistent pen has not moved, and there is a thin layer of frost between the handsome eyebrows and eyes.

He lowered his eyes and said in an unpredictable tone, "I see, you can go home."

Mo Ya went out with the white crow lightly, and half closed the door of the hall. For a while, the hall was quiet, only the sound of the rain dripping outside could be heard, the rain rolled over the black tiles on the roof, hit the ground hard and splashed everywhere.

Wen's endured it for more than a year, and never talked to him, but every time he greeted him, he pursed his lips and smiled lightly.

He liked her docile temperament, but never thought that this temper would harm her.

If she hadn't said it that night, if the white crow hadn't investigated it, if he had been kept in the dark by Madam Hou, when would this matter be discovered?

After a long pause, the snow-white rice paper was already mottled with ink. Yao Xuanci stared at the gradually smudged black on the white paper, held the wolf hair tightly in his hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

The fact is in front of his eyes, he...has never cared about it.

It rained for a long time, the air became humid, and the night was mixed with a thick autumn coolness. A pair of black boots stained with blood stepped through puddles of different depths and rushed towards the side hall.

"Shizi Yao, something has happened!"

Under the eaves, Mo Ya saw that Xing Yunjing was half wet while holding an oil-paper umbrella, so he quickly pushed open the half-closed palace door.

Xing Yunjing rushed into the hall in a hurry, looking at the cold eyes of the young man behind the desk, he was very anxious, "In the prison of the Ministry of punishment, all the people we captured are dead!"

"I asked someone to find out that the food at night was adulterated with poison."

Yao Xuanci's eyes suddenly turned cold, and those people behind him really made a move.

Numerous complicated thoughts in his heart were swept away, he closed the file in his hand, got up and strode out from behind the desk, and calmly ordered, "Master Xing, you first send someone to guard the seized batch of private salt."

This is the evidence of Tieshan's crime, and they won't take too long to get back this batch of private salt.

He quickened his pace slightly, "Mo Ya, follow me to the Ministry of Punishment."

Those people would only take action against the criminals in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment if they had no fear, but if they did something, they would leave traces.

the next day.

After a night of heavy rain, the sky became much cooler. Wen Qiong was already cold, and her fingers were cold when she got up in the morning, so she asked A Yao to bring a thicker coat to change into.

The white crow said that today the imperial doctor invited by Yao Xuanci would come to the mansion, and Wen Qiong sat under the wisteria flower porch after dinner and waited, listening to Nanny Song talk about the affairs in the concubine's room.

I still remember that the last time Mrs. Hou punished her to kneel in the ancestral hall, it was because she argued with her concubine's sister-in-law Su Shi.

"Didn't the eldest son redeem a brothel girl and return to the courtyard two days ago? I heard that he was so intoxicated with tenderness that he didn't leave his room for three days in a row."

As Nanny Song said, she glanced at A Yao who was at the side, covered her hands, and approached Wen Qiong's ear.

"Su Clan rushed in with someone in a hurry, and the person who had entangled the eldest son on the couch for three days was actually a handsome young lady, not a brothel girl."

"Really?" Wen Qiong had never heard of such a thing before, her eyes widened in shock, and Nanny Song laughed straight at the sight, "Of course, Mrs. Su fainted from the anger, and she only said to the public that she fainted because she was intimidated."gone."

Wen Qiong was stunned for a long time, "So yesterday a Taoist priest came to exorcise Su's evil spirits, to cover people's eyes and ears?"

She knew that the eldest son was always romantic and liked to visit the Street of Flowers and Willows the most, and in the third year after she married into the Hou's Mansion, on the day of Shangyuan Festival, the uncle's arm was broken and thrown back to the Hou's Mansion.

It was he who offended a son of a prominent family in the gambling hall, and the other party tricked him into losing all his money, and he would only give up if he had one hand.

Wen Qiong would know the details of this matter because the uncle came to Qingyu Temple several times to ask Yao Xuanci to seek justice for him.

It's just that Yao Xuanci was very busy in those days, and not long after the Lantern Festival, he set off for Zhoucheng to try the case, making Su's resentful look at her when he saw her.

Nanny Song nodded repeatedly, leaned closer to Wen Qiong's ear, and said in a low voice, "Mrs. Su went to Mrs. Hou's place after she was frightened and angry. That young lady was sent away last night."

"Taoist exorcising evil spirits is to find an explanation for fainting. Su's face is good, so naturally he doesn't want everyone to know about it,"

"Sister, what can I say?" Seeing this, A Yao came over unwillingly, "Why do you still avoid me? Is there anything I can't know?"

Nanny Song nodded her nose and said with a smile, "You're still a little girl, so you can't hear me."

The little girl in the pink shirt pursed her lips, "Why can't I listen."

Immediately, she aimed at her talkative girl, and leaned over, "Girl, tell me, what happened to Madam Su?"

Wen Qiong smiled and twisted the handkerchief to cover her lips, "I won't tell you."

"Girl, don't be so bad." A Yao was so curious that she was about to make a big move, when she heard a voice from outside the moon cave door, she got up and looked.

The white crow stepped through the moon gate, followed by an old man in a gray satin brocade robe, and he said, "Ma'am, this is Imperial Physician Sun."

Sun Yuyi looked serious and seldom talked, so he bowed slightly, sat down in front of Wen Qiong, and went straight to the point.

He felt his pulse for a moment, then withdrew his hands, and said slowly under the anxious eyes of several people, "Madam's fetus looks unstable, but the most important thing is Madam herself, she is not in good health."

"I know the words of Imperial Doctor Sun. When I was young, I lay in a cold pool for more than a year. Later, I also drank prescriptions for conditioning, but I didn't drink any more after I was pregnant. The doctor said that the child may not be able to keep it when it grows up."

Wen Qiong took away the thin handkerchief from her wrist, trying to maintain a little calm, but the handkerchief was already tightly held in her palm, "Please ask Doctor Sun to think of a way."

"This old man agrees with him." Imperial Physician Sun put away the medicine box, "I have looked at Madam's current prescription, and it is very safe and suitable at present, and it will be enough to fine-tune a few herbs in the future."

"It's just that it's difficult to give birth safely."

These words were a slap in the face, which made Wen Qiong dizzy and tinnitus, as if someone had scratched the tip of her heart, but she heard him say again the next moment, "But the old man has a prescription in his hand. If Madam is not afraid of hard work, you canUse this method."

The prescription is bitter, but the side effects can make people struggle to give up.

Wen Qiong was lucky enough to heave a sigh of relief as the winding road turned to another village, and hurriedly said, "Of course, I'm not afraid of hard work."

The Imperial Physician panted heavily as she spoke, tears almost came out of her eyes, but was blocked back again.

However, there is a way.

"In a few days, I will send the medicine package to the Hou's residence."

Imperial Physician Sun stood up, "I still have to go to the palace to work, so I will leave for now."

Wen Qiong's brows stretched out, she was very grateful, and then she stood up, "I'll see you off."

She had just stood up when she suddenly saw Mo Ya rushing into the courtyard with blood on her face, "Ma'am!"

His body was full of blood, but his eyes lit up when he saw Imperial Physician Sun beside Wen Qiong, "Doctor Sun, it's a good time for you to be here, hurry up!"

Mo Ya rushed over, carried Imperial Doctor Sun on his shoulders and ran, "My family's eldest son was assassinated, and he was hit by a poisonous arrow in his chest, the poison is too harsh!"

The white crow wanted to follow immediately when he heard the words, Wen Qiong hurriedly grabbed him, "The medicine box!"

Mo Ya is so frizzy, what's the use of just carrying the doctor away.

Wen Qiong watched the white crow disappear before her eyes, and when she wanted to sit down, she realized that her legs were weak and her hands were trembling uncontrollably.

She is also panicking.

Because in the previous life, Yao Xuanci had never been hit by a poisonous arrow.

The last time he hit his head and injured her, she thought it was a fake, but this time the bloody smell on Mo Ya's body was so strong that she could no longer comfort herself that it was fake.

The wound on that person's body is only good, why was he assassinated again, is it the same pedestrian they chased last time?

Just in between breaths, many questions flashed through Wen Qiong's mind. In the end, Nanny Song couldn't stand it anymore, and said softly, "Young lady, if you want to go and see, then go."

The girl said that she wanted to reconcile with the uncle, but the relationship between husband and wife in this year cannot be faked, not to mention that the uncle also likes the child in the girl's belly.

There are quite a few couples in the world who are at odds with each other to the extreme, and they gritted their teeth and endured it for the sake of their children.

But looking at the relationship between the uncle and the girl before, maybe it will be better.

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The last time hit head was continuous dreaming, what about this time?