The mistress of a marquis's family divorced her husband and married someone else: the scumbag&#

Seeing Su Wan’s resistance, Ye Qingluo felt that there was something fishy going on.

Especially since we have just seen counterfeit essential oils, and now ointments related to Ningxiangsan have appeared.

It's just too coincidental when all these things come together.

“Sister, can’t you use this ointment or are you afraid?”

"I……"

When Madam Chu heard this, she immediately became unhappy. "Ye, what nonsense are you talking about? How come Wan'er's kindness is considered a conspiracy by you?"

"Don't you even look at yourself? How can you compare to Wan'er?"

"I was so blind that I let a vicious woman like you into my house!"

Old Madam Chu scolded Ye Qingluo harshly. Su Wan, who had support from others, felt much more at ease. She looked at Ye Qingluo with a smug look on her face.

"Sister, mother has made it very clear just now. I really can't give you this ointment."

"If I have offended you, please forgive me, sister."

"Wan'er, why did you mention forgiveness to her again!" Old Madam Chu felt as if she was disappointed in Su Wan.

"It's just mother. My sister has always been like this. I'm used to it. If my avoidance can bring harmony to the family, Wan'er is willing to do so."

Su Wan's voice was inevitably choked with sobs when she spoke, and this made Old Madam Chu feel very distressed.

"Wan'er, I don't know how Beiyu got the blessing to marry you as his wife."

After saying this, Old Madam Chu glared at Ye Qingluo fiercely.

Su Wan lowered her eyes, feeling secretly proud in her heart. With just a few words from her, this old woman felt that she was being sincere. At this rate, it wouldn't take long for that bitch Ye Qingluo to be driven out of the Marquis' Mansion.

The position of mistress can only belong to her.

"Mom, let's go to the front and take a walk instead of thinking about these unhappy things."

"Madam, the old lady and the second lady..."

It was not until the two men left that Cuizhu looked at Ye Qingluo. Even a maid like her felt aggrieved after hearing what was said, let alone the lady herself.

"Don't worry, I'm not that fragile yet."

Ye Qingluo was very calm. She was not to the point where she would be devastated by what others said.

"That ointment has the same ingredients as the imitation essential oil I mentioned earlier."

"what?"

Cuizhu opened her eyes wide and said in shock, "Could it be that the Second Madam wants to harm the Old Madam?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Ye Qingluo sighed lightly, "But you just saw that the old lady trusts Su Wan very much. If you want to know how much effect the ointment will have on the body, it is not easy to get the thing in your hands."

"What if Madam tells the Marquis about this?"

Although what the second lady did was abominable, the old lady was innocent after all, and everything that happened now was caused by her being deceived.

"He doesn't even believe in the dregs, so how can he believe in the ointment?"

For now, we can only respond to changes by remaining unchanged, and wait for the outbreak of all things, which will be the breakthrough to change the situation.

"You should be more careful in the next few days. Do not let your guard down, whether inside or outside the palace."

Cuizhu was about to agree, but she saw a figure standing in the yard and said nervously, "Madam, look, that's not the Marquis!"

He appears here, could it be that he is here to cause trouble for the lady again?

"Cuizhu, go and take care of your own business first."

Ye Qingluo looked at Chu Beiyu who was walking towards him and gave instructions.

Seeing Chu Beiyu approaching and Ye Qingluo's order, Cuizhu had no choice but to nod, "Madam, please be careful."

After Cuizhu left, Ye Qingluo asked Chu Beiyu slowly, "What is the matter that brought you here, Lord?"

But Chu Beiyu was staring at her with a gloomy face. He stretched out his hand to grab Ye Qingluo's wrist, and pointed his other hand at his throat. He wanted to say something but could only make a humming sound.

The corners of Ye Qingluo's lips curled up, and he knew that the tea had taken effect.

She said to Chu Beiyu with a surprised look on her face, "What happened to the Marquis?"

"Could it be that you have done too many bad things and suffered retribution, so you can't even speak?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qingluo felt Chu Beiyu's grip on her wrist become tighter.

"My Lord, if you don't let me go, the situation will only get worse."

Ye Qingluo met Chu Beiyu's gaze, his tone full of threats.

Chu Beiyu took a deep breath, and even though he was angry, he still let go of Ye Qingluo. Then he took out a piece of paper with handwriting on it from his arms and threw it in front of her.

There were only a few large characters written on it, "Ye Qingluo, how dare you poison me!"

"Poisoned?"

Ye Qingluo chuckled, "My Lord, you got your retribution, why do you have to blame me for everything?"

"Who knows, there might be someone who dislikes the Marquis and wants to murder him."

Chu Beiyu clenched his fists, looked around, and strode into the house. When he saw the paper and pen on the table, he picked them up and wrote a few more words.

Tea.

Ye Qingluo! The imperial physician who treated me has already told me that this is the problem.

Chu Beiyu was furious. Today he went to the palace to report military intelligence to the emperor, but he didn't expect that he would be speechless suddenly. If his father-in-law had not noticed something was wrong first and asked him to help, he would have displeased the emperor and been punished.

Looking at the contents on the paper, Ye Qingluo chuckled and said, "My Lord, it is a bit too hasty to conclude that it was me who did it just based on the tea."

"Besides, since there are doctors from the Imperial Hospital treating him, why hasn't the Marquis spoken yet?"

Chu Beiyu paused, especially when he saw Ye Qingluo's indifferent attitude, he became even more annoyed.

Treat this prince!

After writing these words, Chu Beiyu put the pen on the table with a bang, his eyes fixed on Ye Qingluo.

Ye Qingluo sat on a chair nearby, taking the matter calmly.

"My Lord, you said that I was involved without any evidence. That's fine, but if you need treatment, you can go to Huichun Hall tomorrow. After paying the treatment fee, someone will treat you."

Chu Beiyu was so angry that it was obvious that Ye Qingluo did it on purpose.

He had already come here in person and written down the details, but this woman not only dared to mention the medical fee to him, she even asked him to go to Huichun Hall. It was really abominable!

If he could speak, he would definitely let Ye Qingluo know the consequences of doing so.

In desperation, Chu Beiyu had to pick up the pen again and spread it out in front of Ye Qingluo.

I want you to treat me now.

"That won't do, Lord. I'm not in good condition right now. Aren't you afraid that my hand will shake and cause other injuries?"

"I have already told you the solution, sir. Of course, it is up to you whether you want to do it or not."

Seeing that Ye Qingluo was determined to go to Huichuntang for treatment, Chu Beiyu was angry and annoyed, but he couldn't speak. After all, relying solely on words to express himself was not a long-term solution.