On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Now when the governor heard that something happened over Song Er's side, his legs felt a little weak.

"What... went wrong?" The governor's tongue was knotted. "Is he dead? He committed suicide? He hanged himself and hit the wall?"

The policeman choked: "That's not true, the person is not dead."

The governor let out a long breath: "It's good that you're not dead, so what are you yelling about? Are you afraid that I won't die?"

The policeman said it was really strange. What day is today? Is it a day when people go crazy in droves?

"No, sir, Song Er suddenly went crazy!"

The governor frowned: "That's nonsense. How could a good person suddenly go crazy?"

"My subordinates can't tell, so go and have a look!"

The governor went to watch, and Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe could hear clearly in the study.

"Going crazy?" Yan Ruyu frowned, "Isn't it because of a seizure?"

Huo Changhe said: "I'll go take a look first."

"go together."

"That kind of place..." Huo Changhe hesitated a little, not wanting Yan Ruyu to set foot in such a dirty place.

"No problem, let's go!"

The prison was filled with Song Er's screams, and in the dark and humid space, it was like an animal roaring crazily.

The governor was trembling as he walked. He turned his head and asked the policeman beside him: "Is this the movement of Song Er? Is this the movement of a human being?"

"Yes, sir, that's why I hurriedly reported it to you."

The governor gritted his teeth, "What's the use of reporting it to me? I'm not a veterinarian!"

The lights were dim, and before the governor could get close, he saw the figure in the cell rolling on the ground, hay flying everywhere, and the shadow reflected on the wall, magnified several times, as if it was heavy on his heart.

"Song Er?" The governor was two meters away from the cell door. "What are you making a fuss about? I tell you, don't pretend to be crazy. If you want to use this trick to deceive me, don't even think about it!"

"Song Er!"

Song Er grabbed the wooden railing of the cell door with a bang and raised his face to look at the governor.

The governor's face turned pale and he held on without retreating.

Song Er's face was flushed, and his skin looked like red spots, not only on his face, but also on his neck. Most of his clothes were torn apart, and the same could be seen vaguely on his chest.

The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes seemed crazy, with all his sanity gone.

This is not pretending - a thought flashed in the governor's mind.

This is no pretense!

Who can pretend like this?

The governor yelled and asked the detective: "What's going on? Who has been close to him? Is there something wrong with his eating and drinking, or has he been tampered with?"

The detective quickly replied: "No, sir, he came in now, it was already past the meal time, no one paid attention to him, the subordinate was in the cell and did not leave."

The policeman reminded in a low voice: "Sir, does he have any disease?"

"Fart, does this look like a disease to you! Who is sick like this?" The governor had just been nearly poisoned to death, and his first reaction was poisoning.

He was holding the paper in his hand, really in a dilemma, as if he was sitting on the edge of a knife.

Song Er was in such a state that he could not sign before seeing it, but Zhennan Wang and his wife were still waiting for news. If he said that Song Er was crazy, they would not believe it.

How can this be good?

"Give it to me, give it to me!" Song Er roared, his lips were bitten and there was a lot of blood on his teeth.

He stretched out his hand and waved it at the governor.

The governor was angry, annoyed and helpless: "Give me what? Song Er, you said when would you go crazy, but at this time! How do you ask me to..."

"grown ups."

A cold voice came, and the governor quickly turned around.

The detective frowned and said: "How dare you, who dares to break into the prison privately? Get out!"

The governor shouted: "Shut up and step back."

He strode forward to greet him and cupped his hands: "Why are you two here? To be honest, this Song Er..."

Yan Ruyu glanced at Song Er: "I already know, sir, please take the others out first and leave this place to me."

The governor felt a little happy, this was the best, and he hurriedly took the people out.

Yan Ruyu said to Huo Changhe, "I'll go see him. Your Majesty will take care of the surroundings."

"Okay, don't worry," Huo Changhe still felt uneasy after seeing Song Er going crazy, "How about I knock him out first?"

"No need," Yan Ruyu smiled slightly, "I still have to ask him something."

Anyway, Song Er couldn't escape through the cell door.

Yan Ruyu walked over and looked at Song Er calmly: "I know you are not crazy. Control yourself and listen to me."

Song Er's remaining sliver of reason barely emerged, digging his nails into the wood and staring at Yan Ruyu.

"Take this," Yan Ruyu poured out a pill to him.

Song Er grabbed the pill, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it. After a while, it seemed that the uncomfortable and crazy feeling inside and outside his body had indeed diminished.

He stared at Yan Ruyu again, his voice hoarse: "Why do you have this?"

Yan Ruyu didn't answer but asked: "Who gave it to you before?"

Song Er slowly slid along the railing and sat on the ground. The tossing just now made him exhausted: "I don't know him. He is a very capable man. He saved my life."

"Not only did I save you, but I also got rid of your eldest brother for you and made you the head of the family, right?" Yan Ruyu said with sarcasm.

Surprise flashed in Song Er's eyes: "Who are you?"

"Sure enough," Yan Ruyu asked again, "You poisoned shopkeeper Gu to death, and did he give you the medicine?"

Song Er pursed his lips: "I didn't poison shopkeeper Gu."

Yan Ruyu smiled contemptuously: "Stop telling such clumsy lies, it's a waste of time. Do you know that the son of the governor just now was also poisoned, exactly the same as the poison of the ancient shopkeeper."

Song Er's pupils were shocked and his lips tightened.

"This poison was not actually used to poison his son. His son is important to him, but not important to others." Yan Ruyu's words were like thunder, "Guess, who did the murderer originally want to poison?"

Song Er was a dandy, but he was not a fool. His lips trembled and he said, "Are you... the governor?"

"That's right, you poisoned the former shopkeeper Gu, and his family sued the Yamen. The governor of Backfoot was poisoned by the same method. Do you think you are still alive?"

Song Er suddenly broke out in cold sweat: "I...I didn't expect..."

"You didn't expect Shopkeeper Gu to die on the spot. The poison used to be chronic. You had to wait until Shopkeeper Gu left your house to die quietly. Even if someone suspected you, there was no evidence.

He was not the only one who drank the tea, everyone drank it, so why was he the only one who died? All you have to do is deny it, spend some money on it, and drag it around. "

Yan Ruyu smiled sarcastically: "Is that what you planned?"

Song Er held the railing with both hands: "How do you know?"

"However, shopkeeper Gu died quickly. To your surprise, everything went into chaos." Yan Ruyu looked at him condescendingly, her eyes calm, "Tell me what you know, and maybe I can save your life."

Song Er's throat rolled: "Can all my problems be solved?"

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me," Yan Ruyu said every word like ice beads. "You don't have to say it. It's up to you. Don't force me."

Song Er: "..."

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