Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

As soon as Su Yaoqin woke up, she found that everything around her was pitch black, like a long abyss.

She thought she would definitely die in Guoqing Temple, but she still escaped death and was saved by Su Qingrou.

No one in the world is willing to save her. Even the Bai family who uses her will constantly consider whether Su Yaoqin's own value has been devalued.

Relying on her intuition, she guessed that the person who rescued her from the sea of ​​fire must be Su Qingrou.

There is a dense arbor forest around Guoqing Temple, where many tall trees from the previous dynasty were planted, and underneath is a huge bottomless lake.

When she was unconscious, she heard the bandits' angry insults.

Without hesitation, Su Qingrou hugged her and jumped into the lake that no one dared to go into. The bitterly cold lake water woke her up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she was covered by the other party's mouth and nose.

Su Qingrou was born with supernatural powers. When she was a child, she was pushed into the Winter Lake. She was once afraid of the lake. Even when she participated in the boat viewing party held by Shuntian Hou, Su Qingrou turned pale with fear.

Su Yaoqin didn't know what kind of benefit it was that made her put aside the fear that had been ingrained in her bones since childhood, hugged herself, and swam all the way to the shore.

The golden bell jingled at the moment he came out of the water, with the joy of being rescued.

No matter when, Su Qingrou always puts herself first.

Su Yaoqin lay weakly on the shore, coughing violently in her lungs, as if she wanted to cough out her entire lungs.

She looked weakly at the lake, expecting the shadow that had been following her to surface.

Su Yaoqin looked at it for a long time. It was so long that she fell into coma, but she still couldn't see Su Qingrou's water breaking out.

How can she die?

Su Yaoqin opened her eyes again, and this was what she thought of.

She rolled her throat and tried to call Su Qingrou as usual. Her mouth was obviously open, but she could not hear the sound.

She tried to touch the thin Sichuan brocade quilt covering her body with her hands, but suddenly found that she could not use her hands, and even her legs could not be controlled as she wished.

Maybe it's because of his weakness. The lake water is too cold, and it's possible that he may have some minor health problems.

Su Yaoqin analyzed the situation and turned to look at the place where there seemed to be light in the darkness.

But this time, she started to panic!

She couldn't turn her neck.

No sound was heard either.

Su Yaoqin panicked. In her only fifteen years of life experience, Su Wanqing was the only accident that was beyond her control.

No one came to her, not even Su Qingrou, who was most attached to her.

She spent one dream after another in the darkness alone, until her intermittent and sparse dreams of names were knocked open by hunger, and someone pushed open the wooden door that she could not see in the darkness.

Su Yaoqin smelled the fragrance of seasonal fruits and vegetables, including shrimp roe wontons from Weiji on Zhuque Street, a plate of crispy sour-stuffed radish, and millet porridge that smelled sweet.

All she had left was smell and touch.

Like a feeble plant living in the dark night.

The man may have spoken, or he may not have. Su Yaoqin was picked up by her and leaned against the bed. She could clearly feel the cracks on the other person's hand through the thin Shu brocade shirt on her body.

Although Su Qingrou was preparing to participate in martial arts competitions, and she often danced with swords and guns in the martial arts arena of Shuntian Hou Mansion, Su Yaoqin knew that her pair would never be so rough.

It is just covered with scars and thick calluses, and has not experienced decades of wind and frost.

Because she couldn't swallow, the food she brought seemed to be just for Su Yaoqin to smell, and there was no way for her to chew or swallow.

When Su Yaoqin felt like she was going to starve to death, the man scooped out a spoonful of mushy rice porridge with almost no grains. She raised the spoon to feed it and held Su Yaoqin's neck with one hand.

Su Yaoqin felt with horror that her body was out of control and was being manipulated by an unknown outsider. Miraculously, her throat followed the hand and drank the millet porridge.

After feeding, she left again.

Su Yaoqin made a mental note of how often she came to feed her. The time was ridiculously long, and every moment was torture for her in the dark.

She couldn't bear these situations that were beyond her control.

She likes to be sure of victory, and likes everything to be under her control. She hates those random details.

I don't know how long it took before Su Yaoqin finally saw the second living person in the darkness.

The muscular hands held her horizontally, wrapping her in the warm sun and shining on Su Yaoqin.

One dark and one bright, at that moment, the light separated two absolute areas.

Su Yaoqin smelled the familiar scent of citrus. She liked the smell of citrus plants blooming and the light rain, which was quiet and peaceful.

Bai Shi specially found the best perfumer in Yun Kingdom to prepare incense with this flavor for her.

The man placed her on a chair, her legs touching the wheels on the side.

Su Yaoqin's touch told herself that she had become a living dead.

Unable to walk or move, she needed help to eat, drink, and even defecate. She was a complete waste who couldn't do anything.

She was thinking a lot, and she couldn't hear what the person holding her was saying, but the person was pushing a wheelchair and taking Su Yaoqin to relax in the wide yard.

Other senses were blocked, and the sense of smell suddenly increased hundreds of times. Along the way, Su Yaoqin smelled no less than ten kinds of flowers that always bloom in summer.

The man stopped the wheelchair, and Su Yaoqin felt a coldness on her neck. She suspected that the other person was tired of this kind of shenanigans and wanted to kill her with a knife.

But he found that the man had written the longevity lock on his palm with Yong's fingers.

What fell around her neck turned out to be an exquisite and gorgeous golden lock, promising longevity.

There are auspicious ingots, auspicious clouds, and Ganoderma lucidum cranes all around.

Su Yaoqin looked surprised. The man took out a sachet with citrus fragrance and tied it around her waist.

She writes in the palm of her hand.

The man wrote too fast, long, and with many strokes. Su Yaoqin vaguely felt that he wished for his birthday.

But his birthday has not come yet, and there are probably not many people celebrating his birthday in Shuntianhou Mansion.

She didn't know this, she just felt that this person was a little strange, sending these items to her whose origin was unknown.

She was a little worried about Su Qingrou, afraid that she would drown in the lake at Guoqing Temple.

She wasn't in the mood to feel, and was irritated, but her facial expressions were beyond her control.

In the eyes of the other party, she has no joy or sorrow, just a beautiful and weak beauty puppet.

The man hugged her, and Su Yaoqin's back was against her chest. She felt the other person laughing, but couldn't hear the laughter.

After coming here for a long time, Su Yaoqin recovered a little bit of her eyesight. She pretended not to see and observed the woman who fed her every day.

Sure enough, she was an old woman with gray hair and cracked palms. She looked like she had spent most of her life working in the fields.

The woman who liked to take her out to relax never came again. Su Yaoqin was looking forward to seeing her face.

She actually had some doubts that that person was Su Qingrou.

The other party knows that she likes Shu brocade. She is surrounded by Shu brocade clothes and eats the same kinds of food she likes.

I like the scent of citrus and those subtle scents of grass and flowers.

Even Bai Shi may not know so much, only Su Qingrou can remember them all.

When Su Yaoqin was almost certain that the other party was her, she suddenly became suspicious.

Su Qingrou is familiar with herself, but he is not familiar with her.

But why didn't Su Qingrou tell herself directly that she was not dead?

Instead of bringing him back to Shuntianhou Mansion, he has been locked in this strange courtyard.

Weirdness everywhere.

Su Yaoqin had trouble falling asleep for several nights. After a few days, the man saw that her eyes were black and blue, so he lit a stove of sweet dream incense in her bedroom and let her sleep for a long time.

When Su Yaoqin woke up, the man also leaned on the imperial concubine to take a nap.

That face was very unfamiliar, it wasn't Su Qingrou.