Shock! The abandoned concubine cheated on the god of war and only wanted to farm

The shadow guards closely monitored Xu Ge. After a few days, she seemed to be fine in her daily life, except that she would occasionally go to Xu Qing to provoke him.

But at this moment, the little Mud in Fengwu Courtyard twitched all over and foamed at the mouth, which scared everyone.

Elder Gong was in the next courtyard and arrived just in time. He took the patient's pulse and quickly concluded, "He's been poisoned by strychnine."

Strychnos nux vomica is a plant whose fruit ripens in winter. It is a common medicinal herb picked by ordinary herbalists. This medicine can treat injuries from falls. Ordinary farmers and hunters who know how to use medicine will also pick it.

It is also very easy to prepare. Take the seeds, dry them, slice them or grind them into powder, and use them as medicine.

But, it is both a medicine and a poison.

If the dosage is slightly heavy, it may cause poisoning; if the dosage is large, it may cause suffocation and death immediately.

The Fengwu Courtyard was protected like an iron cage. There was no need to look closely. Little Niba was sick after tasting a few sips of almond dew on behalf of the young masters. There were two bowls of almond dew on the table, which were prepared for Ji'er and Ling'er.

The remaining two bowls of almond juice were brought in. As expected, as soon as Mr. Gong smelled it, he knew it was strychnine powder.

Intending to murder Ji'er and Ling'er.

Feng Ranhua took a look and saw Xiao Niba lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his face pale. He smiled wickedly and said:

"Bring the kitchen guy here!"

He is so bold that he puts his hand right under her nose and tries to harm her baby.

The people in the kitchen didn't know what was going on, and when they saw the stern look in the person who delivered the message, they became frightened.

When the five people entered the main hall, they saw the princess with a calm expression, but they felt inexplicably chilled. They knelt in a row, greeted each other, and lowered their heads without saying a word.

Feng Ran Hua Mei Ran Han Shuang glanced at the five people kneeling on the floor in the kitchen and said coldly:

"Who made the almond milk today?"

Seeing the princess asking, Cook Qian raised her head and said weakly, "Princess, I did it."

Everyone in the kitchen was already well aware of the family background and style of the paintings, and only dared to use them after confirming that they were harmless.

Cook Qian was a servant of the Prince Han’s Mansion. Her parents and children all worked in the Palace and she had a clean background.

"Almond dew is mixed with strychnine." Feng Ranhua told the truth lightly, her beautiful and sharp eyes gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

The five men were terrified. They all knew who the almond milk was given to. They also knew what strychnine was.

If used on food, it can only be used to poison.

Poisoning the young master and the young lady? !

Who?

audacious in the extreme.

The four men were so frightened that they lay weakly on the ground, with their foreheads pressed against the smooth ground, leaving red marks.

Cook Qian was shaking with fear, "Princess, I am very good at making medicinal food. I know what strychnine is. It is impossible for it to be mixed into the almond milk consumed by the young master and the young lady."

"Princess, please trust me. My family has served in the Han Palace for three generations. Even if I have the courage to do so, I would not dare to harm the young masters."

Feng Ranhua glanced at the other four people calmly. The four of them were crawling on the ground, not daring to say a word.

"You all, raise your heads." Feng Ranhua said coldly.

The four of them looked up in horror. Murdering the young master and the young lady was a capital crime.

"Did you stay in front of the stove when you were making almond milk?" Feng Ranhua glanced at Chef Qian, then turned to the other four people.

Cook Qian said with a pale face:

"I didn't ask anyone else to help me prepare the young masters' meals. I crushed the almonds, got the lamb milk, sugar, lotus seeds, etc. all by myself. When the fire was turned on, I never left the stove."

The more Qian the chef spoke, the stiffer her face became, and she couldn't control her tears. This crime was fatal, it would take the lives of an entire family, but she had truly committed it all by herself.

Who the hell wanted to harm her and dared to put that deadly drug in the food she cooked.

Chef Qian had a sad face and looked around, trying to find out what was going on.

Feng Ranhua remained calm, but noticed out of the corner of her eye that Qian Cao, who was standing at the edge of the room, had a strange expression on her face.

"Have any of them ever touched almond milk?" Feng Ranhua continued to ask Chef Qian.

Even if Chef Qian wanted to complain about others, she had no way to do so. Almond milk was the afternoon snack for the young masters, and she was enough for everyone else, so everyone else stayed away from her.

"No." Chef Qian said with tears streaming down her cheeks and a pale face.

Soon, all the ingredients were checked and no strychnine was found.

There is only one thing, someone added poison during the production of almond milk.

The other four people tried hard to prove their innocence and recounted one by one where they were, what they were doing, and who were the witnesses when Chef Qian was making almond milk.

After some cross-examination, everyone was found innocent.

In an instant, the air fell into deathly silence.

Feng Ranhua clasped her fingers together without asking any questions. She took a sip of tea from time to time and then looked coldly at the five people kneeling on the ground.

The five people felt under increasing pressure, as if they were surrounded by the invisible shackles of death, and that they were about to face death in the next moment.

Suddenly, Qiancao spoke up, timidly:

"Replying to the princess, Qian Erniang's brother, Qian Sanwu, has been to the yard."

Chef Qian was confused. Her brother had been here, as she had just said.

"Go on." Feng Ranhua raised her eyebrows.

Qian Cao glanced at Qian the cook. "Qian Sanwu did not enter the kitchen, but Qian Erniang said something to his brother at the door, and his brother did hold Qian Erniang's hand."

Chef Qian recalled that it seemed that her third brother pulled her hand today, but it also seemed that he didn't. She was busy on duty and had no time to pay attention to her third brother. She only said that she would find him after finishing her work.

Feng Ranhua looked at Qian Cao and motioned for her to continue.

"When I heard Qian Sanwu walk out of the courtyard, he seemed to mutter something, and I could get one hundred taels just by touching his hand." Qiancao said with a pale face.

Mrs. Qian didn't believe it and yelled at Qiancao: "You are talking nonsense. How could my brother be the one who murdered the young lady?"

Feng Ranhua glanced at the shadow guard at the door and said, "Bring Qian Sanwu over here."

The shadow guard bowed and flew out of the yard.

When Cook Qian saw that the princess had captured her brother to testify, she was relieved and stopped crying. Both her natal family and her husband's family were dependent on the Han Palace and were loyal to it, so how could her brother harm others?

Moreover, she and her husband's family came to Shuixing Village to work, which was several times more comfortable than the Prince of Han's Mansion. There was not much work to do, but the money was plenty.

Although the princess is arrogant, she doesn't take care of things on a daily basis. It is He Gu who takes care of things. She is very gentle to others and everyone in the courtyard gets along very well.

After a while, the shadow guard came back and said, "Princess, we found Qian Sanwu's body on the slope behind the clothing workshop. He was shot in the throat with a poison needle. It was fatal."

"My third brother is dead!" Chef Qian staggered and cried out in grief.

Feng Ranhua shot a cold gaze over, and Chef Qian's body froze.

"Lock up Qian's cook and her husband's family. Investigate who the Qian family has been in contact with. Investigate who Qian Sanwu has been in contact with recently and what he has done.

The Qian family and others in Yizhou were also included in the thorough investigation.

If you resist, you will be severely punished."

The wind-stained picture is as deep as water, leaving no room for doubt.

Mrs. Qian collapsed to the ground. It was over! The Qian family was over, and her husband's family was over too!

After everyone left, Feng Ranhua called over a shadow guard and whispered a few words to him.

The shadow guard took the order and went out.