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Buckets of porridge were delivered to the shed one after another, and Princess Youyi began to serve porridge to the fishermen herself.

Zhan Qingning and Zhan Miao were at the front of the line, and they called out in a sweet and sweet voice, "Madam City Lord, please give us some hot porridge!"

Princess Youyi couldn't help but laugh: "Naughty, what are you doing here?"

Zhan Miao said with a smile: "I am a greedy girl. I can smell the aroma of hot porridge in the mansion. I must drink a bowl to get good luck!"

The childish talk made everyone laugh, and they all said, "Okay, let's let Miss Zhan drink the first bowl!"

Zhan Qingning also said: "I want a second bowl!"

Princess Youyi quickly served the two of them and asked them to sit next to her to drink.

Only Lin Yiwan knew very well that these two smart little girls were not asking for porridge, but were actually supporting Youyi and using practical actions to tell the people that there would be no problem with the porridge.

Many fishermen who received the porridge hurriedly expressed their gratitude.

After drinking it, they all praised the hot porridge for being very sweet.

Youyi was also very happy. She felt that she had been recognized by the people.

There was still a lot of hot porridge left, so she asked her maid to serve it to the people around her.

At this time, many little beggars came forward and pleaded pitifully: "Madam, can you give us a bowl of porridge to fill our stomachs? Please!"

Princess Youyi did not refuse and served them porridge herself.

The beggars were not afraid of the heat. Perhaps they were so hungry that they just picked up the bowl of porridge and poured it into their mouths.

Princess Youyi was startled, and she subconsciously comforted him: "Drink slowly, there's still plenty. If you're not full, I can give you another bowl!"

Her tone was soft and warm, without showing any disdain for the tattered clothes worn by the people in front of her.

After receiving her promise, the beggars handed her their dirty bowls of porridge.

Princess Youyi reached out to take it and filled another bowl.

However, before the beggar could take it, he suddenly grabbed his neck with force. He screamed in pain, "Wuwuwu, my throat hurts so much! This hot porridge is poisonous!"

This sentence was like a huge rock hitting the calm sea, instantly stirring up huge and turbulent waves.

The people began to panic, asking, "How could there be poison? Why would the City Lord's wife poison us?"

Princess Youyi was also a little flustered, but she understood that at this moment, she had to remain calm.

She quickly said, "Aunt Wan, please come and take a look at him. Is he really poisoned?"

Lin Yiwan hurried to the beggar and immediately reached out to take his pulse.

After a moment, her face became extremely solemn, her pulse became disordered, and her face turned purple, which was indeed a sign of poisoning.

The beggar's companion stared at her fiercely and shouted, "Do you dare to tell the truth? Is he poisoned in this condition?"

Lin Yiwan squeezed out a word from between her teeth: "Yes!"

As she finished speaking, the beggar shouted loudly: "How could the City Lord's wife be so kind as to give us porridge? She just wants to kill us. She is so cruel and vicious that she is not worthy of being the wife of the City Lord of Jingcheng. Get rid of her quickly! Quick!"

The people who did not know the truth also became panicked. Some began to pick their throats and try to induce vomiting by grabbing the hot porridge they had just drunk.

Zhan Miao shouted anxiously: "The hot porridge couldn't be poisonous, otherwise how could Sister Qingning and I be fine? Don't blame my sister Youyi, she would never do that!"

The beggar couldn't help but sneer: "You are her relative, so she will naturally not harm you. As for those fishermen, she thinks they are still useful, so she may not kill them. But it's different for beggars like us. She just wants to poison us ruthlessly to prevent us from dirtying the streets!"

His malicious provocation made the beggars flock over here, and some even took off their dirty shoes and smashed them hard into Youyi's stomach.

In order to prevent Youyi from getting into any accidents, Lin Yiwan decisively ordered people to stop all the beggars.

She asked coldly, "Do you want to rebel? Judging from the way you are now, even if I beat you to death, no one would dare to say anything!"

Perhaps it was because her aura was so terrifying that the beggars who were making trouble actually took a half step back in fear.

After a moment's silence, they complained, "We just want justice. A man who was alive just a moment ago was poisoned because he drank the bowl of hot porridge that the City Lord's wife gave him. Doesn't his life count as a life?"

Lin Yiwan asked without hesitation, "Why was he the only one poisoned, and you weren't? Didn't you drink the same porridge?"

Her words were so powerful that no one could refute them.

She slowly glanced at the crowd and said, "The cause of the poisoning hasn't been determined yet. If anyone dares to wrongly accuse the City Lord's wife again, I will not let them off lightly. We in the City Lord's Mansion are most afraid of those evil spirits hiding in the shadows!"

Princess Youyi clearly warned herself not to cry, but when she saw Lin Yiwan making the decision for her, she felt a deep pain in her heart.

She sobbed sadly: "Auntie!"

Lin Yiwan soothed him softly, "Auntie is here. I won't let anyone wrongly accuse you. Don't worry. Although he was poisoned, I gave him an acupuncture injection to induce vomiting. He should be able to wake up soon!"

Sure enough, after a while the poisoned beggar who was unconscious opened his eyes.

He looked around blankly and said, "Where am I?"

Lin Yiwan stared at him with a frown: "You just drank the porridge and suddenly became poisoned and fell into a coma. I was the one who woke you up!"

The beggar seemed to remember something, and his eyes were a little evasive.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the people watching not far away, as if he was looking for something.

Lin Yiwan slowly spoke, "Tell me, who on earth ordered you to come and slander the City Lord's wife?"

The beggar immediately denied it: "I didn't do that. I was poisoned because I drank the porridge she gave me. I didn't slander her at all!"

Lin Yiwan calmly questioned, "Then why were you the only one poisoned, while everyone else was safe and sound? Do you know that you were poisoned by a deadly poison that kills instantly? If I hadn't rescued you in time, you would have gone to hell by now!"

The beggar's face suddenly changed. He argued anxiously: "Impossible, that person said that this is just a poison that can cause stomachaches, it won't kill you at all!"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had spoken out of turn.

Lin Yiwan squinted at him and said, "Who is that person?"

The beggar shook his head in panic: "I don't know, I was just talking nonsense because my mind was confused. I was poisoned after drinking the hot porridge, so the culprit is the City Lord's wife!"

Lin Yiwan had already made up her mind, but the beggar in front of her was still stubborn, which made her feel very ridiculous.

She said in a deep voice: "Since you refuse to tell the truth, I can only torture you!"