Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

"Miss, the Marquis is waiting for you in the main hall."

The concierge opened the door to Su Wanqing respectfully. She was the Marquis's beloved daughter, so naturally she should not use the corner door.

Su Wanqing lowered her chin and returned with a cold face.

People died one after another in the Shuntian Hou Mansion, and there were rumors around that Su Wanqing, who had recently returned home, had an unknown origin and killed Bai and the old lady.

"Qing'er, let's eat first when we get back. If we go out to have fun, we probably won't have time to eat."

The night Taibaiyuan came back, Su Bai didn't say anything.

He didn't care about most of the affairs in the government. He was just a hands-off shopkeeper, focusing on the affairs of the former government and the military camp.

"Dad, I want Susu to come back."

Su Wanqing stood alone at the door, her figure as thin as a damaged silk painting of a lady, which would tear when the wind blew.

The main hall was originally a place for receiving distinguished guests. The large round table for discussion was filled with Su Wanqing's favorite Hunan dishes and a dazzling array of pastries. Su Wanqing might have been overjoyed.

Her expression faded, but her tone was as firm as when she was washing the blood that night.

"While eating, I said, don't be hungry. Your mother didn't like to eat on time before, so she had stomach problems."

Subai was sitting next to the main seat, and he pointed to the position beside him.

Su Wanqing planned to sell Subai a good boy first, so she wouldn't suffer any loss.

In April, the hibiscus is officially in full bloom. The royal chef washes the fresh hibiscus, wraps it in egg liquid, and deep-fries it in an oil pan until it becomes fragrant and crispy. It is also sprinkled with Su Wanqing's favorite spicy powder.

"To Daddy, Xisu is just a chess piece that you raised. No matter how you use it, it's Xisu's rightful place."

Su Wanqing picked up the white rice in the bowl and ate it bit by bit.

"Xisu treats me differently."

Subai used white jade chopsticks to pick up a piece of fried hibiscus for her, interrupting what she was planning to say.

"The impact of this matter is too wide, Qing'er, you'd better not get involved anymore."

Subai looked at the face that looked exactly like Du Ruo and fell into deep thought.

"Some things must be done, and some people must be saved. Dad is considering my safety. I understand, but I don't want Xisu to die on my behalf."

Su Wanqing looked at Su Bai, "Tonight, Xisu will enter the palace on my behalf. The person who will die when everyone in the world hears it is Su Wanqing or Xisu?"

"She replaces me, and she replaces my name. If she dies, who am I?"

Su Bai put down the pair of white jade chopsticks, and his eagle eyes fell on the piece of fried lotus root.

"Let's see what the emperor says. All dad wants is to keep you."

Su Bai left Su Wanqing and the others left.

Su Wanqing got up and chased him.

"Daddy, what do you want?"

Su Bai raised his hand to signal Su Wanqing not to follow him anymore, speaking in a low tone and slowly.

"It's just a matter of earning a career for my son. Qing'er, you just need to watch your father clear the obstacles for you."

In the front, Hou Shuntian used Su Wanqing to break through the last layer of thin film between the emperor and the Hou family. The struggle between the two was about to break out.

Then attack, retreat and defend.

Subai will not put himself in danger.

Now, the child who was given away has become Xisu, and the wolf has become the emperor on the dragon throne.

"Dad, I know what you want to do. You want to give me the world. You also want to see if I can sit still. I want to go into the palace and bring Xisu back."

Su Wanqing tugged on Su Bai's sleeves, bursting into tears.

"I only have Susu. How can I live without her?"

Su Bai pursed his lips and glanced at Su Wanqing with dark eyes. He couldn't figure out what it meant for a moment.

He gently pushed Su Wanqing away and said, "Qing'er, people must learn to choose. If you are obedient and stay in the house these few days, Xisu will come back alive."

Su Wanqing let go and no longer persisted in begging to Su Bai.

In her previous life, she also begged Mo King Xiao Qi's dog like this. Even if she smashed her forehead and blood covered her face, he was still aloof and unmoved.

He ordered Xisu to be beaten to death.

Just because one of his concubines had a miscarriage and accused Su Wanqing, Xu was afraid of Shuntian Hou and could not kill Su Wanqing directly. Xiao Qi compromised and killed Xisu with a stick.

The Mingyuan was lonely. Su Wanqing ate white rice and cried while eating. She was weak and useless. Her talent was nothing but poison cultivation.

She doesn't know how to scheming or scheming.

The courtyard was still brightly lit, Shu Yu held a small lamp and stood at the courtyard gate, waiting for Su Wanqing to return.

"Miss, my servant will help you freshen up."

Su Wanqing nodded tiredly. She suddenly felt a despair that was about to devour her. Xisu, she couldn't save her. In her previous life, she watched her die.

The silver bell was tied to her wrist, with a bright red line, like a white wrist cut off in half.

In this life, Su Wanqing claimed to avenge his previous humiliation, but as a result, Xisu is still in jail.

"Shuyu, please go out first, I want to be alone."

Su Wanqing was huddled in a huge bathtub alone. Bright red rose petals were floating on the water, dripping with essential oil that smoothed her skin. The fragrant fragrance of roses could be felt between her nose.

She pinched the tube of thick purple liquid and drank it in one gulp.

If you can't live happily, then go crazy and die!

There was poisonous blood in his eyes, and thin lines of blood, like small snakes entangled in one place, twisted and flowed down the pale face.

There is no sense of taste in the mouth, and the two venoms in the limbs meet, one strong and the other weak. Zihuacao's domineering force leaks out, forcing Yuehuacao to hide in the corner.

After a while, Su Wanqing felt cold all over. Even if she soaked in hot water, she still felt cold.

Great despair was waiting for her in the abyss. She didn't want Xisu to die!

Su Wanqing felt her whole body twitching and convulsing, and she bit down hard on her arm.

Losing consciousness means failure to cleanse the blood.

She absolutely can't lose!

She doesn't want to!

A silver bell floated past the window, extremely crisp and clear, like an evil spirit, leaving only a purple-blue shadow.

She spread her fingers with one hand and pressed it on Su Wanqing's head.

Three points of sadness, seven points of emotion.

"Pity."

...

When the light shone on Su Wanqing, she subconsciously raised her arms to block her eyes.

"Shuyu, what time is it?"

She didn't die, that is, she survived, and her cultivation level was improved to a higher level. All that was missing was this body.

A dark purple vine grew along her left forearm, as if it were alive, swaying from side to side like a water plant, changing its position at will.

After washing the blood for the second time, poisonous lines will appear.

Su Wanqing thought of the three black lines on her adoptive mother's wrist and couldn't help but think more about it.

"It's still three o'clock in the morning, miss, I will help you wash up."

Shuyu's hands are very skillful, almost replacing the previous Xisu.

"The old lady passed away. Logically speaking, the Marquis should observe filial piety. In the past few days, he will stay at home to deal with his mother's funeral."

That means that Subai will not go to the morning court for these seven days.

Su Wanqing touched her bun with mixed emotions. She clenched her fists and could already feel the abundant internal energy in her meridians.

Su Baiquan was in power. When his mother died, many officials came to express their condolences. Most of the military attaches were sincere. As for the civil servants, that was interesting.

Su Wanqing was wearing a plain white round-neck robe with white jade hairpins. Her whole face looked weak and pale because of the second poison.

Forcibly increasing your internal strength in a short period of time will overdraw your lifespan.

"Miss Su Er."

Pei Xianyu looked sick, wearing a dark black robe, and held his hands towards Su Wanqing.

Su Wanqing didn't look at him, but walked past him in a hurry without giving him a glance.

Pei Xianyu over there was dumbfounded. He looked at Shuntianhou's second daughter, and in a trance, he seemed to see his dead lover.

It’s just a matter of switching genders!

He forcibly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart while planning how to conquer Shuntianhou.

In time, if Su Bai fell, wouldn't Su Wanqing be in his hands?