Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 82

Why would Mo Zhonggui let her make this kind of poison?

Medicine and poison are inseparable; she is indeed skilled in both detoxification and poison production, and Yu Chen poison happens to be one that she is quite familiar with.

She remembered that many years ago, when she was only ten years old, she went to the south with her master, the Elder Xingju, and there she saved a young man who was poisoned by Yuchen and cured him.

She didn't know who the other person was, but it shouldn't be Mo Zhonggui, because Mo Zhonggui was still a teenager ten years ago, and their ages didn't match.

Mo Zhonggui asked her to make poison, which means that Mo Zhonggui knew she was skilled in medicine and even knew that she was the successor of the Apricot Orange Elder.

But this is not surprising. Mo Zhonggui should have the most powerful intelligence organization under his command. Her secrets are probably nowhere to be hidden from him.

Shen Lingjun's mind raced with thoughts, but she still had no choice but to agree.

“Master Mo, I can give it a try, but it will take a month.”

She had never made Feather Poison before, but she knew how. If she wanted to increase the toxicity and there was no antidote, it would be challenging, but not impossible.

Mo Zhonggui definitely wanted this deadly poison to kill someone, but that was none of her business; she had no right to refuse.

Mo Zhonggui said, "I'll come and get it after the New Year. If you need any hard-to-find ingredients, just tell Wang Jin, and she'll get them for you."

After saying that, he left directly.

Shen Lingjun felt that Mo Zhonggui's attitude inexplicably turned cold after mentioning Yu Chen Poison.

However, she had gotten used to Mo Zhonggui's unpredictable temper. As long as he didn't make things difficult for her, she was grateful.

......

As December approached, the weather in Kyoto grew increasingly cold, and heavy snow fell, covering the entire city.

Shen Lingjun had already prepared winter clothes for the twins, and she got up early in the morning to personally add clothes for the two children.

Qin Chuyao's heart condition has improved a lot. Now his face has finally regained some color and he is no longer so pale and weak.

Qin Jianxi had long been well-nourished, with fair and delicate skin and rosy cheeks. Wearing a bright red jacket trimmed with snow-white rabbit fur, she looked as cute as a doll that had stepped out of a New Year's painting.

Shen Lingjun looked at them with loving eyes and carefully helped them straighten their clothes.

Qin Chuyao looked up at the snowflakes falling outside the window and asked earnestly, "Mother, it's so cold outside, isn't it easier to get sick?"

Shen Lingjun smiled and said, "Of course, so you all need to wear more clothes and make sure you don't get cold."

Qin Chuyao looked hesitant, as if he was wondering whether to speak.

"Mother... I... I had a dream last night. I dreamt that many people in Kyoto were sick, with fevers and coughs, and many people even died..."

Shen Lingjun's smile faltered.

How could Yao'er, a child who is only three years old, have such a dream?

Could he have some kind of psychological problem?

She was just thinking about how to comfort and console Qin Chuyao when he said something else:

"I had a dream before, before my mother took me to the palace to see my great-aunt, I dreamed that there was a little boy lying in the lake at the palace gate..."

Shen Lingjun's expression changed drastically, and his smile vanished completely.

What does Yao'er mean by this?

So, when he said he wanted to go see the chrysanthemums, it was just an excuse. He actually wanted to see if anyone was in the lake.

And what he dreamed about actually came true?

Is this just a coincidence?

Or perhaps his dreams have the ability to predict the future?