My whole family was wiped out. After my rebirth, it makes sense for me to wipe out the scumbag’s who

She wasn't sure just now, but now she put it to the tip of her nose and smelled it carefully, and she was sure.

"This pastry has been poisoned. There's musk in it."

Musk has the effect of breaking blood and removing blood stasis. If you eat too much, it will easily lead to miscarriage. The person who poisoned it has a good sense of propriety and uses a small dose. Most people cannot smell it.

Yun Yige threw the hawthorn cake in his hand back into the box, then turned to look at Liu Qing and Zhu'er.

Liu Qing understood immediately and nodded: "I'm going to check if anyone has handled this pastry, or if anyone has seen it or touched it."

"Zhu'er, go to grandma's yard quickly and ask grandma not to eat the cakes!"

Zhu'er responded and ran to Mrs. Yun's yard.

Su's face turned pale, and she almost couldn't keep the baby in her belly.

Mrs. Song also looked angry, "Who on earth wants to harm my Yun family?!"

"Mom, don't worry. Fortunately, my sister-in-law hasn't eaten the pastry yet. Liu Qing has already gone to investigate, and she will not let go of the poisoner."

"Brother, sister-in-law should also be careful in the future. Although my sister-in-law's fetus is stable, if she gives birth prematurely, I'm afraid it will be difficult for mother and child."

"Well... I must protect the child." Su wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Yun Yige took out a silver needle from his sleeve and put it in Su's hand: "Sister-in-law, I've applied medicine on this silver needle. When sister-in-law eats something, just try it with this silver needle."

"I originally thought of giving it to my sister-in-law for future use, but I didn't expect that the cake I brought was poisonous." Yun Yige felt very guilty. If she really ate this hawthorn cake, she would have indirectly killed her sister-in-law. The child in the belly.

"With this silver needle, I will be able to eat with greater peace of mind in the future." Yun Jingsong put his arm around Su's shoulders and comforted her softly.

……

Liu Qing suppressed the anger in her heart and dared to harm a pregnant woman. It was really shameful!

She walked to the kitchen and looked around.

At this time, Zhu'er also came over from Mrs. Yun's yard, panting and nodded to her, indicating that the old lady was okay and that there was no problem with the pastries in Mrs. Yun's yard.

Liu Qing gathered everyone together and said with a smile: "The mistress is so happy today that she praised the delicious cakes made by the fourth lady!"

"Today at noon, everyone who is busy making pastries, please come forward. The mistress and the fourth lady will be rewarded!"

As she said that, Liu Qing glanced at Zhuer, who was giving money to the maids and women who came to collect the rewards.

The servants who were holding buckets and brooms but did not help make the pastries could only watch from the sidelines.

"That's great. If I had known it earlier, why would I have been sweeping the floor? I could have helped the kitchen to make hawthorn cakes." The servant standing aside said with regret.

A little maid walked up to Pearl with a smile on her face.

"Take it, it's your reward!" Zhu'er put a piece of silver into the maid's hand.

"Sister Zhu'er, the water for steaming the hawthorn cake was boiled by your slave." A young servant stretched out his hands and placed them in front of Zhu'er's eyes.

"The firewood is chopped small." One after another, people came to receive the reward.

"The box of hawthorn cake is packed by a slave." Liu Qing, who was standing aside, winked at Zhu'er. Zhu'er's heart tightened, and she suddenly grabbed the maid's wrist and shouted angrily: "Come here, Take her away!"

Everyone didn't know why and looked at the sudden change in surprise.

The maid was so frightened that she wanted to pull her hand out of Pearl's hand, but Pearl seemed to have used enough strength to prevent the maid's hand from getting free at all.

Liu Qing handed over the maid to Nanny Qian.

Aunt Qian left two servants to guard the door of the kitchen: "Watch well, and you will be rewarded."

"Thank you, mama." The two doorkeepers nodded.

Aunt Qian picked up the maid's collar and threw her onto the haystack in the kitchen. Her body fell heavily onto the haystack full of barbs, which caused cold sweat to break out on her forehead.

"Bitch, tell me, who did you ask to do this?" Grandma Qian roared angrily.

"Mommy, Lan'er doesn't understand what you are talking about!" Lan'er denied it with an aggrieved expression.

"The hawthorn cake has been mixed with musk. Hum, as long as your hands touch the musk, the smell will not dissipate easily. Smell your own hands!" Aunt Qian looked at her coldly and grabbed her He put his hand to the tip of his nose and smelled it.

"Didn't the person who asked you to poison you tell you?"

"If you come into contact with musk, you must wash your hands with Platycladus orientalis leaves to remove the smell." Over the years, Grandma Qian has seen many tricks in the courtyards of wealthy families, and with the advice of Fourth Miss Yun Yige, she has been very careful about these. My understanding of Chinese herbal medicine is getting deeper and deeper, and I also understand many principles of mutual reinforcement and mutual restraint.

Lan'er gritted her teeth, frowned, and pursed her lips tightly, as if she was afraid of death and would not speak.

"Huh, don't tell me? Damn girl, she doesn't talk much on weekdays, but her ideas are quite right! How many benefits has she given you? Let you harm the eldest mistress of the Hou Mansion like this?!"

Aunt Qian sneered, she took out a silver needle from her sleeve, grabbed Lan'er's hand without hesitation, and plunged it into Lan'er's fingertip.

"If you don't tell me, there are plenty of ways to get you to speak!"

"Ah!" A shrill scream came from the kitchen.

Aunt Qian showed no mercy at all, and still looked at Lan'er curled up in pain on the ground with cold disgust: "Tell me, who wants to harm the eldest mistress and the child in her belly?!"

Aunt Qian squatted on the ground and pinched Lan'er's chin. She was so strong that her knuckles turned white and blue veins on Lan'er's forehead stood out in pain.

"If I don't let you suffer, it seems you don't know the price of betraying the master!" Nanny Qian took out a row of silver needles and picked the longest and thickest one from them.

"Hold her down!" said Nanny Qian. Two servants immediately came in from outside the door and held Lan'er's shoulders, making her lie on the ground unable to move.

Mother Qian stabbed Lan'er's back needle by needle. Lan'er just screamed in a low voice at first. Later, because of the pain, her voice became louder and louder.

In less than a cup of tea, Grandma Qian came out with a satisfied smile on her face.

In the kitchen, Lan'er's clothes were oozing with specks of blood and she was dying.

"Keep an eye on her, don't let her die."

Mother Qian took the report and gave it to Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song picked out the important ones and told them to Yunting Xin. After hearing this, Yunting Xin was furious. Was her concubine trying to kill his son's child? !

"Beat her to death! How could Aunt Zhen raise such a vicious daughter because she has no way to teach her daughter?! Beat them both to death!" Yunting threw the teacup in his hand to the ground confidently.

Mrs. Song advised her on the side that the Hou Mansion could not carry out lynching. If someone died and someone was caught, there would be trouble in Jiang Ning. , we can’t explain clearly, it’s better not to cause any loss of life.”

"Then give them thirty blows each! Rush to Zhuangzi! They are never allowed to enter the Marquis's Mansion again!" Yunting Xin's face turned pale with anger. How could he give birth to a daughter with such vicious intentions?