Hou Men’s Poison Queen: After rebirth, I took revenge on my whole family

Chapter 7 Dingxiang brought it to me to drink.

Following Nan Xian who entered the house together, she calmly revealed her newly cut wrist, and saw a layer of black blood leaching out from the white cloth on the wrist, "Mrs. Hou, I don't think you can do anything about it." Let me bleed again and cut my flesh."

"Yesterday Dingxiang brought me a bowl of rancid century-old snow lotus. My blood just turned black."

As she spoke, she blinked her eyes and looked at Mrs. Hou with an innocent face.

The servants of the Hou Mansion abused her, often giving her rancid, cold food, making her bathe in cold water, and letting her live in an extremely remote yard full of rats and cockroaches.

Mrs. Hou knew this.

Mrs. Hou was full of shock. She looked at the white cloth on Nanxian's wrist. She pulled it off and looked carefully at the wound on Nanxian's wrist that had just been cut.

The blood seeping out of the wrist wound had indeed turned black.

"How could this be? How could this be?"

Mrs. Hou turned her head and looked at the imperial doctor in disbelief, "What's going on? Isn't it said that taking a hundred-year-old snow lotus all the year round can make a person alive with human flesh and white bones?"

The imperial doctor answered bravely, "There is such an ancient prescription in the book, but it is also possible that the person who took it was covered in flesh and blood after eating a broken century-old snow lotus. Not only can it not heal people, but it can actually harm people."

He was not sure. There were only a few records in the ancient book. Who knew that the Marquis would really feed his young lady the century-old snow lotus? He really wanted to imitate the ancient book and get a medicine man.

Nan Xueer's face turned pale and she hurriedly said loudly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. Nan Xian only bled my mother last year, and her body recovered immediately."

Everyone looked at Nan Xueer, yes, why was it that Nan Xian's medicine was able to save people last year, but this year it turned into a poison that harmed people?

Nan Xian, who looked innocent and confused, said coldly, "That's because I didn't take too much spoiled Centennial Snow Lotus last year, and most of the Centennial Snow Lotus I took this year was boiled, rancid, and heavy." Insufficient."

"Oh, Ding Xiang brought it to me to drink."

Nan Xian added without thinking it was a big deal.

<divclass="contentadv">Everyone in the Hou Mansion knows that Dingxiang and Nan Xueer are close. Rather than saying that Dingxiang is Nanxian's girl, it is better to say that Dingxiang is Nanxueer's spy on Nanxian.

Nan Xueer took a step forward and shouted at Nan Xian, "What nonsense are you talking about? Why didn't I know that you were so scheming before? What does this have to do with me?"

"Whose business does this have to do with? I didn't say it was any of your business."

Nan Xian replied coldly, "The hundred-year-old snow lotus was made by your Marquis Mansion for me to eat. Dingxiang is not mine. The rancid hundred-year-old snow lotus she serves every day has someone watching me drink it."

"Is it possible that I can do something else to turn the medicinal blood all over my body into poisonous blood?"

"You!" Nan Xueer was speechless by Nan Xian's words and couldn't even utter a single word.

"Okay, don't say any more."

Mrs. Hou was agitated, and she was not in the mood to investigate the truth at the moment.

He just waved his hand as if to shoo away a fly and said with annoyance, "Nan Xian, get out of here first. I'll settle the score with you later."

Nan Xian snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Seeing her rude attitude, Mrs. Hou was so angry that her heart stopped. But at this moment, she was very confused and only thought about the lives of her husband and son.

The old doctor took out the silver needle and wanted to seal the heart veins of the Marquis and the eldest prince first.

Mrs. Hou heard a sob, she turned around and saw Nan Xueer standing aside crying, pitiful and miserable.

Mrs. Hou frowned slightly and asked, "Xue'er, why are you crying?"