Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

Yang Yuwen sought explanation from the scumbag, but did not return for many days. Worried about her mother's safety, Su Yaoqin went all the way to Dumiasana Mountain.

"I still think that the child is very attractive to me, and I like her very much. But you, Wu Tuyue, have been staying by his side to prepare a blood pack."

After hearing this, Su Wanqing felt relieved. She originally thought that she would have to put up a fierce struggle. Assuming that Wu Tuyue would treat her unconditionally even if he killed innocent people indiscriminately, she would be hesitant.

"Last question, do you know where your goddaughter Bai Rugu fled to after faking her death?"

Su Wanqing wanted to hear Bai Rugu tell the whole story from his own words.

Mei Zhoulu shook his head, "It seems that the child is very strange to everyone. Only the adopted daughter is a little closer. I have been her godmother for more than ten years, and she has always closed her heart to me."

Su Wanqing took out the soft sword from his waist, flicked it, and a flash of snow-white silver light flashed out.

Mei Zhoulu was calm and had no intention of resisting, just like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

"You said that Bai Rugu has devoted her whole life to her adopted daughter and trained her for so long. Suddenly, one child fell into the wrong trap and everything was lost. She can't deal with this slippery man like me. Will she go to find her adopted daughter?"

Su Wanqing stretched out two fingers on her left hand and made a snapping sound.

"If you want to vent your anger, then please do so. I have lived for more than sixty years, and I have lived a good life. Whether you kill me or not, I will answer in this little Taoist temple for the rest of my life."

If the other party knelt down and begged for mercy, Su Wanqing might have a bad taste and want to torture the other party.

However, she found it boring to deal with a dying person like Mei Zhoulu who was in decline.

"Forget it, give me the formula to cure the lovesickness poison, and I will be merciful and spare your life."

Su Wanqing stood condescendingly, with a blood moon shining on the sky above her head. The evil-looking young man was dressed in a careless manner.

The wind ruffled her robe, making her look desolate and lonely.

From tonight, there is one less person she can rely on.

"Okay, I gave it to you. This lovesickness is not lost. It's a pity that I still don't want to learn it. My good body will turn into yellow mud and withered bones. It's a pity."

Mei Zhoulu's withered hands suddenly turned into claws and quickly grabbed at his chest, grabbing out his still beating heart.

"My poisonous heart is the antidote to lovesickness. The prescription is buried under this stone plate. You can take it all."

Thick blood spurted out, and Su Wanqing's goose-yellow round-neck robe was dyed bright red.

She took the thumping heart with her bare hands. The blood vessels were still transporting blood, and it was as soft as a ball of dough.

"Your mission down the mountain was to capture the defected Wu Tuyue. You knew where she was, but you still hid it. You were greedy for the tranquility under the mountain, so you hid it."

Mei Zhoulu's body fell straight down, with a strange smile on his lips, "Now that Wu Xingtian has become the new headmaster, the world will definitely turn into a mess. If I die as soon as possible, I will be freed as soon as possible."

Su Wanqing felt relieved and watched Xiao Zi suck the poisonous blood against Mei Zhoulu's heart.

Death is like a light extinguishing, and Meizhou Lu dries up in the blink of an eye. The body shrivels like a dried mushroom, and the mandala on the arm also turns into a dried flower.

This was not the first time that Su Wanqing saw a living person bleeding to death. He looked at it indifferently, without any surprise, treating death as indifferently as a dead leaf falling from a towering tree.

Su Yaoqin is from Yaowang Valley. If Bai Ruji wants to control Su Yaoqin with Xiangsi, he will definitely go to Nanxiang.

Su Bai must die, and as for Bai Ru, Su Wanqing also wants her to pay the price.

"farewell."

Su Wanqing opened the corpse-turning water and melted the corpse. Xiao Zi obediently followed her master's boots and climbed all the way to the collar.

Only now did she realize that she was so similar to Su Yaoqin.

Su Yaoqin is Bai Rugu's puppet, and she is the blood bag raised by Wu Tuyue.

When Su Wanqing came back, everyone knew it was time to take a rest. Shuyu had been busy all day and was so tired that he was already sleeping on his side next to the master bedroom.

Su Wanqing took her change of clothes from the screen and walked towards the hot spring in Prince Mo's residence.

Xiao Qi was frail, and the old emperor loved his house very much, so he specially sent skilled craftsmen to build an artificial hot spring in the mansion. It was warm in winter and cool in summer all year round. Someone boiled water every day for Xiao Qi to bathe.

Su Wanqing took advantage of it and left it alone. She washed up and tiptoed back to the master bedroom.

...

"Miss, there is news in the palace that the old emperor is not in good health and has summoned you."

Su Wanqing got dressed and had dinner face to face with Shu Yu, chatting and talking about today's important matters.

"This must be Su Bai's intention. Now that I've been replaced by a civet cat and become a prince, I'm so lacking in the edict issued by the old emperor."

Su Wanqing doesn't have to worry about all the troubles she will face when going to court. Su Bai will quietly solve it for her.

She just needs to be obedient, survive the emperor's death, and become the new emperor.

"I heard that after every old emperor died, those concubines who had no heirs had to take poison and be buried. I don't know whether it is true or not."

Subai's closest confidants were the Lu family, and Concubine Lu, who performed the duties of a queen in the harem, had been in the palace for many years and had no sons.

The last time I helped him meet Concubine Xisu Deyue, she also had no heirs.

"Really, if the number of concubines to be buried is unlucky, the palace will buy some girls from the private sector, give their families some benefits, and then buy the lives of those girls."

In the previous life of the late Qing Dynasty, Su was Princess Mo. When the old emperor died in that life, he not only buried all the concubines who had no heirs, but also selected two hundred women from among the people.

Good people in the Yun Kingdom were sacrificed. Not only when the emperor died, they were sacrificed with living people. When the prince died, living sacrifices were also used for burial.

In the eyes of the nobles, the buried civilian women and concubines were not living people, but just beautiful ornaments.

"It's too cruel. However, I know that when you become emperor, young lady, you will definitely abolish this system."

Shuyu hopes that the female emperor will change this chaotic country.

"I will not abolish the burial system. When I ascend the throne, I will bury men as sacrifices."

"I didn't realize until now that, miss, you are particularly harsh on men, and you seem to have a grudge against men."

Shuyu blew on the hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

"Yeah, I feel like everything goes wrong for me just because of the man."

If men were to disappear, she might not suffer any pain.

There is no mistress fighting with concubines, no intrigues.

...

"His Royal Highness King Mo, please come this way."

The young eunuch in black palace clothes bowed his waist and welcomed Su Wanqing off the carriage.

The palace was luxurious and extravagant, and the old emperor spent his money wantonly during his reign, with no regard for the life and death of the people. He built pagodas today and Buddhist caves tomorrow, increased taxes and corvees, and forced the people to complain and live in dire straits.

"Ah."

Su Wanqing put away the bronze mirror in her hand. She looked somewhat similar to Xiao Qi, but she was still her, just under the name of Xiao Qi.

The old emperor lived in Taiji Hall, and the young eunuch took Su Wanqing and Shuyu with him.

"Your Majesty, how can you not take medicine? It is better to take a little bit, so that this disease has a chance to get better!"

Outside Tai Chi Hall, Su Wanqing stopped and asked the young eunuch to leave.

The palace concubine cried and begged the old emperor to drink medicine, but the old emperor not only did not appreciate it, but instead slapped the old emperor's Jin Buyao crookedly.

"I'm not sick! Go find Qier quickly!"

Su Wanqing then opened the door and walked in.

"Your Majesty, I am here."

Su Wanqing smiled slightly, her features were beautiful, but her face had the sinister look of someone who had killed someone before.