After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Thinking of this, Jiang Shiyuan, who had fully absorbed the essence of the medicinal bath, suddenly became energetic and stood up from the bathtub with a "splash".

She dried her body and hair hastily, put on a soft silk lingerie, and hurried across the corridor toward the small study in the courtyard.

Jiang Shiyuan was not used to the four treasures of the study on his desk, so he took out a Parker pen and notebook from his small suitcase and began to write furiously.

She wanted to record in detail all the countermeasures she had just thought of in her grandfather Motangzhai.

Time flies, and Jiang Shiyuan's plan to save the Zhong family and Qing Yu Tang gradually takes shape.

The more she wrote, the more excited she became. The more she wrote, the more her ideas flowed, as if everything was under her control.

Before I knew it, it was already late at night and the western clock on the wall showed one o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Shiyuan put down the pen that had run out of ink, stretched himself, and felt a little sore in his back from writing at the desk.

She stood up and walked to the window, pushed open the exquisitely carved wooden window, and suddenly felt a cool night breeze blowing towards her, which made her feel refreshed.

Jiang Shiyuan looked up at the night sky and saw a bright moon hanging high in the sky, dotted with stars, which was a very beautiful sight.

She found that during the week she had traveled through time, she had been able to completely empathize with the original owner.

It was as if all the original owner's previous memories and emotions had really happened to him.

"Mother, did you see that?"

"Xiaoyuan is slowly becoming stronger and can gradually protect Grandpa, the Zhong family, and Qing Yu Tang!"

Jiang Shiyuan looked at the brightest star in the night sky, muttering to himself, with a firm and confident light flashing in his eyes.

After the pain in her back and waist eased, she returned to her desk and carefully checked the plan she had written.

After confirming that everything was correct, she tore the plan neatly from the leather notebook and put it into the envelope at hand.

Only then did he feel at ease to turn off the lights and prepare to go back to his bedroom to sleep.

Jiang Shiyuan pushed open the carved wooden door, and a familiar scent of jasmine filled his face. That was his mother's favorite scent when she was alive.

"Miss, you're back." A gentle voice with a hint of vicissitudes of life sounded.

Jiang Shiyuan looked in the direction of the voice and quickly searched the original owner's memories in his mind.

It turned out that this person was Aunt Li, who had served my mother for many years before she got married.

"Mother Li, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"

Jiang Shiyuan walked quickly forward, held Li Ma's hand, and asked with concern.

Mother Li looked at her lovingly, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to be smiling.

"The master ordered me to take good care of the young lady!"

"Look, everything in this room is arranged according to the eldest lady's preferences back then!"

Jiang Shiyuan looked around and the familiar furnishings made her nose sore, as if her mother had never left.

Her gaze fell on one place, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and her heartbeat quickened a little.

"This... isn't this mother's favorite Qiangong Babu bed?" Jiang Shiyuan exclaimed, his tone full of disbelief.

Aunt Li smiled and nodded: "Yes, this was specially made by the master after the eldest daughter was born. It is said that it took three years to complete!"

Jiang Shiyuan walked quickly to the bedside. This exquisitely crafted bed could only be described as ingenious and magnificent!

The bed frame was made of the finest huanghuali wood, and the corridor was supported by six pillars, all of which were carved with flowers and birds and plated with a layer of gold.

The bed has five layers, each of which is carved with exquisite Buddha's hands, totaling 44. Buddha is homophonic with blessing, and 44 symbolizes happiness from generation to generation, which is very meaningful. In addition, there are also carvings of peonies and ribbon birds around it. Ribbon is homophonic with longevity, and peony represents wealth and longevity.

The outermost layer is engraved with a picture of mice eating grapes. Nine little mice are sharing a pile of grapes. Grapes have many seeds, and mice are also called "haozi", which sounds like "haozi" in Chinese, implying many children, good fortune, and the emergence of many talented people.

The tassels and curtains hanging from the top of the bed are all top-quality Suzhou embroidery, with fine stitches and gorgeous patterns.

The entire Qiangong Babu bed is like an independent cabin with great privacy, which is equipped with a sleeping bunk, toilet box, dressing table, small cupboard, jewelry box, snack box, etc. It is fully functional, comfortable and convenient.

Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the edge of the bed. What he felt with his fingertips was not only the traces of time, but also the glory and heritage of the Jinling Zhong family.

"This bed must be priceless, right?" Jiang Shiyuan sighed. She now finally understood what true luxury was among prominent families.

Aunt Li smiled and said, "As long as the young lady likes it, the master said that this bed will be your dowry in the future!"

A warm feeling welled up in Jiang Shiyuan's heart. Her grandfather's love for her was truly meticulous and omnipresent.

"Mrs. Li, it's getting late. You should go and rest. You don't need to wait on me here."

After Aunt Li responded and left, Jiang Shiyuan suddenly caught sight of the sandalwood box that the maid had placed next to the bedside table for her.

Jiang Shiyuan hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't resist his curiosity and opened the box and took out the ancient secret book of poison.

As you open the yellowed pages of the thread-bound book, a faint herbal aroma wafts into your nose.

The contents of the secret book were more detailed than she had imagined.

She read carefully page by page, and the various poison recipes and usage methods recorded on it amazed even her, a modern inheritor of traditional Chinese medicine.

"It turns out that there are so many magical poisons in this world that can kill people without them even noticing!"

Jiang Shiyuan muttered to himself, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

She suddenly thought, if she could use these poisons to make some small and exquisite hidden weapons to deal with those unscrupulous Japanese pirates and traitors, wouldn't it be a great pleasure?

As soon as this thought appeared, it grew wildly in Jiang Shiyuan's mind like weeds.

She seemed to see herself transformed into the goddess of vengeance in the dark night, holding poisoned hidden weapons, sending those invaders and traitors to hell one by one.

Jiang Shiyuan smiled slyly and turned to a page, which recorded a recipe for a highly toxic drug called "Strychnos nux vomica".

It is extracted from the sap of the poison arrow tree. Once it comes into contact with a wound, it can cause heart paralysis, blood vessel blockage, blood coagulation, and suffocation to the victim, hence the name "blood-clotting drug."

"Wow, this poison and hidden weapon are a perfect match. This is it!"

Jiang Shiyuan secretly made up her mind that when she returned, she would secretly use Jiayuan Pharmaceutical's laboratory to extract this highly toxic substance as the first step in developing a secret weapon.

Then she turned off the lights and lay down on the luxurious Qiangongbabu bed, but she couldn't fall asleep.

She didn't expect that her grandfather was actually proficient in poison techniques and was a master of poison.

The various poisons in the secret book and my grandfather's kind yet slightly mysterious face kept appearing in my mind.

The reason why grandpa passed this secret book of poisons to her was probably because he hoped that she could inherit his legacy, punish the bad guys with poison, and become a master of poison!

Jiang Shiyuan became more and more excited the more he thought about it. He tossed and turned until the sky was slightly bright, and then he fell into a drowsy sleep...