Quick Wear: After the charming host got pregnant, the boss spoiled her like crazy

Shen Nian looked at Zhao Quezi seriously and said firmly, "Mr. Zhao, please tell me all the details."

After saying that, she reached out her hand, carefully picked up the teacup on the table, brought it to her lips and took a sip.

As soon as the tea took a sip, it tasted lightly of bitter apricots.

The taste made Shen Nian frown slightly. He took a small sip and then put down the teacup in his hand.

However, at this moment, a gentle breeze quietly blew into the house, carrying the faint fragrance of tea and drifting into Zhao Quezi's nose.

Zhao Quezi took a deep breath, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he immediately said:

"My Lady Concubine Qing, when I examined the corpse, I also smelled the same smell!"

His voice was full of certainty and determination, as if this discovery was crucial to the entire incident.

"You mean you once smelled almonds on Anpin?"

Prime Minister Shen's hands on the table trembled slightly, and he unconsciously clenched them into fists. He was secretly surprised, and his eyes immediately turned to his daughter, Shen Nian, who was beside him.

She lowered her eyes at this moment, as if she was thinking about something.

That pretty face was as calm as water, yet it seemed to be hiding endless thoughts.

The taste of bitter almonds... A thought suddenly emerged in Shen Nian's mind: poisons that usually have a faint bitter taste of almonds are mostly cyanide poisons!

This poison is extremely toxic and dangerous. Just a small amount can kill a person. It can be said to kill people invisibly.

Thinking of this, Shen Nian frowned tightly, and she tried hard to recall all the information about this poison.

I seem to have seen relevant records somewhere, saying that such poisons can be extracted by purifying and evaporating cassava. And all the things in the palace are purchased by the palace, including cassava.

Moreover, cassava is one of the ingredients under the control of the Imperial Study.

So, as long as we can find out which palace took the cassava flour that day, perhaps we can follow the clues to find the murderer.

After all, how could such a poisonous substance be used so easily without a conspiracy? And the truth behind this is probably much more complicated than it seems.

The more Shen Nian thought about it, the more frightened he became. But at the same time, a firm belief surged in his heart - he must uncover this mystery, find the real culprit, and give justice to the victim! Who is the hand?

"Mr. Zhao, can you confirm the exact time of Concubine An's death?" Shen Nian stared at Zhao Cuzi closely, his eyes full of anxiety.

Zhao Quezi's hands trembled slightly. He gently shook his sleeves and twirled his beard. He answered thoughtfully:

"When the body was brought here, it was already emitting a foul odor. Moreover, her muscles were unusually stiff. Based on my many years of experience, this woman was most likely dead five days ago."

Zhao Guizi's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Shen Nian's ears.

She couldn't help but shudder, thinking to herself: Five days ago...wasn't it the day when Concubine An came to her palace? This coincidence was too weird to be believed!

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao. I know everything." Shen Nian nodded slightly to express her gratitude. Then, she waved her finger gently, signaling Zhuzi to come forward.

Zhuzi understood what he meant and took out a handful of heavy silver from his sleeve, held it carefully in his hand, then handed it to Zhao Quezi with a smile and in a friendly manner.

Zhuzi said softly, "Mr. Zhao, this is a gift from the Queen Mother to you as a token of her gratitude and respect. Please accept it."

Zhuzi originally thought that when Zhao Quezi saw so much reward silver, he would be very happy. After all, this amount of silver is not a small amount for ordinary people.

However, surprisingly, Zhao Quezi did not show any joy. His beard trembled, his brows raised, and he stretched out his arm without hesitation and knocked the silver to the ground.

"What Zhao did was not because he was greedy for money, but because he wanted to seek justice for those who died unjustly! Miss, why do you have to use these vulgar yellow and white things to humiliate me!" Zhao Lame said righteously, his voice full of determination and anger.

Zhuzi was stunned, her eyes widened, looking at the scene in disbelief. "Old man, how can you be so rude to throw the silver to the ground?" she asked angrily.

Seeing this, Shen Nian quickly waved to Zhuzi and asked her to come back to him.

When Zhuzi came to his side, Shen Nian said to him softly, "Mr. Zhao, I was inconsiderate and offended you."

With a smile on his face, Shen Nian sincerely apologized to Zhao Guizi, then turned to look at Zhuzi and whispered, "Zhuzi, take a few servants with Mr. Zhao to the shop in the south of the city." His voice was gentle and firm, revealing an irresistible affinity.

After Zhuzi took the order and left, Shen Nian turned his gaze to Zhao Quezi again and said earnestly:

"Mr. Zhao, your help to me this time is truly a great favor. If I cannot thank you in person, I will definitely feel very uneasy!"

After a short pause, Shen Nian continued in a slow voice: "I heard that there is a shop in the south of the city that is famous for making crutches. Their craftsmanship is superb, and the crutches they make are the best of the best.

Therefore, I hope Mr. Zhao can give me a favor and let me go with my maid to choose a new pair of crutches. This way, I can show my gratitude to you. "

Shen Nian's words were flawless. They fully expressed his gratitude and gave Zhao Guizi enough face, making it difficult for him to refuse.

In addition, Zhao Quezi's old crutch was indeed too worn out to be used anymore, so this time, Zhao Quezi gladly accepted Shen Nian's kindness and followed Zhuzi out of the door.

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After Zhao Guizi and others left, the room suddenly became extremely quiet, as if even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be clearly heard.

Shen Nian stared quietly at the teacup in his hand, his eyes fixed on the tea leaves floating on the water.

They drift slowly with slight ripples, just like the ups and downs and unpredictability of life.

She couldn't help but feel moved that these few tiny pieces of tea leaves could be so thought-provoking.

After a moment of silence, Shen Nian sighed softly, then said, "Father, the truth about Concubine An's death will surely be revealed soon."

Her tone was calm and gentle, making it difficult to discern the true emotion contained in it. However, beneath this calm surface, there seemed to be a deep expectation and determination hidden.

"Father, no matter who is behind this, I will do my best to eradicate it."

Shen Nian's eyes suddenly became gloomy, because she knew very well that she could no longer avoid such a cruel fact: in this treacherous struggle in the harem, she had already changed beyond recognition.

The tragic death of Concubine An was undoubtedly a clear signal to her - someone was trying to murder her.

At this moment, she must seize this opportunity, find out the real culprit, and teach a severe lesson to those who are still hiding in the dark, watching coldly or even fanning the flames, so that they know what terrible consequences will be brought about by provoking her.

Shen Nian stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the scenery outside. The sunlight sprinkled in the courtyard, reflecting a vibrant scene.

"No matter who it is, I will never let anyone go if they dare to hurt me." There was a hint of determination in Shen Nian's voice.

She turned back to the table and continued to think about the details of the case. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and picked up a pen and wrote quickly on the paper.

"Zhutong, go check the records of each palace receiving cassava flour five days ago. Also, send someone to secretly monitor Zhao Quezi to see if he will contact anyone." Shen Nian said to the air.

The bamboo tube appeared silently in front of her, took the note respectfully, and then disappeared like a ghost.

Shen Nian's eyes flashed with determination. She knew that this palace turmoil was about to cause a storm. And she was ready to deal with everything.

After listening to what his beloved daughter said, Prime Minister Shen did not subconsciously think that she had changed. Instead, his pity and love for her became stronger.

If it weren't for the need to support the entire Shen family, how could his originally innocent, lively and lovely daughter have become so deep and introverted now?

"Nian'er!" Prime Minister Shen called softly, "Since you have something in your mind, just give it a try! There is no need to have any concerns or worries, because you not only have daddy as a solid support behind you, but also the entire Shen family as your eternal safe haven and strong backing!" Shen Nian nodded slightly, "Dad, your daughter gets it." Her eyes were firm, as if she had already made a decision.

The bamboo tube soon brought back news that only Concubine Mei's palace had received the cassava flour five days ago.

Shen Nian's expression became solemn. Concubine Mei... She remembered some things that happened before and had some ideas in her mind.

At night, Shen Nian changed into a nightgown and sneaked into Concubine Mei's bedroom.

She searched carefully and finally found a packet of powder in a hidden corner.

After testing, it was found to be cyanide poison. Shen Nian's heart was filled with anger. It was indeed her...