Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

"Miss, many principles in this world are established and spread through violence. If you don't like their principles, just kill them and reestablish your own principles."

Xisu is a pure enthusiast of violence. In her eyes, there is no problem that violence cannot solve.

Su Wanqing was very lazy. She had been thinking about this issue ever since she learned that Du Ruo's death was not only related to Bai Rugu, but also to Su Bai and Wang Fei.

Is talent a blessing or a curse for a woman? But why is it that if a man is talented, he can become a prince and become a prime minister, while a woman becomes "a man who is not guilty, but who is guilty of having a treasure"?

“If you can’t solve the problem, solve the people who created it.”

Su Wanqing suddenly thought of Su Bai's promise to her before. As expected, King Mo would become her other new identity.

"The Marquis has not yet become suspicious of Miss, but if Miss you continue to investigate the cause of Du Ruo's death, there will be danger. This matter is inseparable from the Marquis, and it is even possible that the Marquis caused Du Ruo's death 's death."

Xisu didn't want to watch Su Wanqing beat an egg against a stone. She wanted Su Wanqing to follow the path that Shuntian Hou chose for her. Although she would be frustrated in the front, she would no longer have to look at anyone else's face later, even Shuntian. Hou himself can also be killed for disobedience.

Su Wanqing understood what Xisu meant. She got up and sorted the books on the desk, washed the annotation brushes and hung them on the pen holder.

"I listen to Su Su in everything."

Su Wanqing wet her fingers with water and wrote the word "forbearance" on the desk to remind herself that the power she relied on had not set foot in the court yet, and she could not quarrel with Su Bai because of Du Ruo's death, so she could only endure it until her wings were full. Then calculate again.

Shuyu brought a bowl of herbal tea to relieve anger. Xisu couldn't drink it, so Yuanli brought the candied fruit specially prepared by Shuyu.

The small white jade bowl was flawlessly white, with a ring of pure gold inlaid around the edge. The green herbal tea smelled refreshing because it added a lot of borneol and mint. Su Wanqing drank it all in one gulp, and suddenly felt the wind blowing under her armpits, which was extremely comfortable.

"Miss, the Marquis has asked you to come over to discuss matters."

The funerals of Shuntianhou are superimposed. It is now the sixth day after the old lady's death. Shuntianhou observes filial piety for his mother. When he is not in court, he always discusses matters with the generals in the military camp. However, he will bring some generals back with him on special occasions. To the Hou Mansion.

Su Wanqing took Xisu's hand and said, "Su Bai's forty-fifth birthday is at the end of the month. I guess I want to talk about this."

Xisu knew that if Su Wanqing wanted to treat his adoptive mother, he had to find those two herbs.

"The Silver Dragon's Spine has been found. The turtle's back that Miss is looking for is not too difficult. It is said that on the birthday of the Marquis, a general stationed in southern Xinjiang found a rare treasure. It is said that it is the turtle's back."

"I'll keep an eye out."

Su Wanqing smiled, said goodbye, and walked to the meeting hall of the Hou Mansion.

Two mistresses died one after another, and everything in the Hou Mansion was white. Even Su Wanqing's favorite crimson peonies were cut off by the servants in the manor and covered with plain flowers tied with white silk.

When crossing the covered bridge, Su late saw a group of men and women wearing mourning clothes, carrying triangular bags tied with rags on their heads, holding wooden sticks wrapped with white paper, crying and singing all the way to the courtyard where the old lady lived.

Shu Yu followed Su Wanqing and explained: "Miss, those are people who serve as filial sons to wealthy people. Some people can't cry, but they want to show their filial piety to living people, so they spend a lot of money to hire such people. The procession came to mourn.”

Su Wanqing was not familiar with the old lady. When he remembered that his aunt who was so kind to him had been bullied by the old lady before, Su Wanqing disliked the old lady even more.