The empress is pregnant, and the emperor's incense continues

Now that I'm vomiting to the point of fainting, I must have eaten something I shouldn't have eaten. Mrs. Song pointed to the peach gum and bird's nest porridge next to her and said, "There's something wrong with this porridge."

The maid quickly took off the hairpin from her head and put it into the porridge. The hairpin turned black visibly to the naked eye.

Everyone was shocked, and Lu Yiran quickly ordered: "Get everyone in the kitchen over here, and go and ask for the doctor."

When he came here this morning, Lu Yiran brought a doctor, and soon a doctor took Mrs. Song's pulse.

Grandma Liu, who had just returned to the kitchen for a while, was thinking about whether to make a roast chicken or a sweet and sour tenderloin for Mrs. Song to eat, when she saw several maids pouring in and pressing her into Mrs. Song's Room.

"Poisonous woman, who gave you the arsenic!"

Arsenic? Aunt Liu, who was glared at by everyone, was confused. She said aggrievedly: "Old slave didn't poison the arsenic. How dare I poison the arsenic? My family works in the Song family. I have been a cook all my life. I have never done anything." There has been arsenic, old slave..."

As she spoke, Grandma Liu started to cry in aggrieved manner, crying that an old slave had been wronged. She was just greedy for a little money and relied on the oil and water of the Song family to buy fields. How could she dare to give someone arsenic and lend her ten thousand yuan? I don’t even have the guts to do that!

"You are in the Song Mansion, how come you show up at the villa?" Lu Yiran asked in a deep voice.

"Grandma asked the old slave to come over and cook for the lady. She said that the lady was ill and she asked her to come over and help her recover."

This sentence successfully made several people in the room change their expressions. Mrs. Song struggled even more and said with her last strength: "It's Jiang Qinghe, it's her. She hated me for causing her to miscarry, so she chose the same blood swallow to hurt me." Die."

"Mr. Jiang personally ordered you?" Lu Yiran asked again.

"Moli's order from Grandma's side."

"The blood swallow was also given to you by Jasmine?"

"It was given by Mrs. Liu in the mansion."

Following Lu Yiran's cross-examination, Grandma Liu suddenly pulled out someone, and things became increasingly confusing, but no witness could completely prove that it was Jiang Qinghe who did it.

If Jiang Qinghe was really called over for questioning, it would be possible for her to blame the people below for misunderstanding, or directly blame it on the maid.

In the backyard of the house, none of the personal maids and servants are ready to block the master's knife at any time.

Even though there are various signs that Jiang Qinghe is the most suspect, no one can easily draw a conclusion without direct evidence.

"No need to ask, it must be Jiang Qinghe, otherwise who else could command so many people in the mansion?" Mrs. Song wanted to tear Jiang Qinghe apart at this moment.

"Sister, let's stop it here."

Lu Yiran opened his mouth and came to a conclusion. After hearing this, the weak Mrs. Song wanted to tear Lu Yiran to pieces as well. She said angrily: "You don't believe me? I'm going to be killed, and you still let me forget it?"

"What does sister mean, should we use lynching, or should we report it to the official? My daughter-in-law poisoned her mother-in-law. If word spreads, how will Feijie be able to be an official in the future?"

Mrs. Song was silent. Everyone said that family scandals should not be publicized, but this was no ordinary scandal, this was hatred. How could she let it go?

"Sister, when it comes to matters in the back house, we should use the back house method and don't make a big deal."

Meng Wenyao instantly understood that he was going to use destructive methods to make Jiang Qinghe slowly wither in the back house.

In the last life, Song Feijie had raised Jiang Qinghe outside for many years, and Mrs. Song's protection was indispensable here. The three of them were really as close as one family.

Now, two of them have a life-and-death feud. In the future, Song Feijie knows that Jiang Qinghe wants to kill his mother. I wonder how he will react.

There is nothing soothing about killing someone, but killing one's heart is.

Meng Wenyao just wanted the three of them to be suspicious of each other and stab each other happily.

On the surface, this matter was revealed quietly without causing any disturbance.

Song Feijie in the Song Mansion was still packing his luggage silently.

Jiang Qinghe, who saw all this in his eyes, was very anxious and hurriedly sent people to the other village to find out whether Mrs. Song's condition had worsened.

The person who came back reported: "Going back to Grandma, when Madam was eating two days ago, she suddenly vomited and later fainted. Fortunately, the governor went to visit Madam that day and brought a famous doctor there for timely treatment. Madam is no longer seriously ill."

After so much hard work, she failed. God didn't even help her.

She asked Jasmine to find someone to drug Mrs. Song once, but not a second time, because Mrs. Song must be on guard and it would be easy to miss the drug again.

Now that Mrs. Song is no longer lingering on the sickbed, teach her how to find excuses to stop Song Feijie.

Jiang Qinghe, who was anxious, came to Lu Mansion again and begged Meng Wenyao straight to the point.

"Auntie, it's not that Qinghe is ignorant and has to leave her husband behind. It's actually that the mother-in-law in the other village is getting worse and worse. Now that my husband has left, I don't know when he will come back. What if something happens to my mother-in-law? , won’t it be too late to regret it by then!”

After saying that, Jiang Qinghe covered his face with a handkerchief and started crying. Meng Wenyao patted Jiang Qinghe lovingly and persuaded: "I know your worries. I have also advised the governor and my sister, but my sister said that she is strong. , it won’t be a problem to last ten or eight years, how can you persuade people to do this?”

After crying for a while, Jiang Qinghe tentatively asked: "I heard that my mother-in-law suddenly became ill two days ago. It was not convenient for me to visit her during my confinement period. My aunt was there at the time. I wonder how my mother-in-law is doing?"

Hearing this, Meng Wenyao winked and told the maids to go out, and then said cautiously: "I will only tell you this matter, and you must not reveal it to anyone. At that time, Mrs. Song ate porridge, and her condition suddenly worsened. In the other hospital, All the people have been interrogated, and they already have some clues.

Worried that Mr. Song would find out and delay his trip to the frontier, the governor and Mrs. Song decided to hide it from Mr. Song first. As soon as he left the capital, they would interrogate the people in the Song mansion. The person who murdered Mrs. Song was bound to be arrested. find out. "

"Yes, what's the clue?"

Jiang Qinghe's voice trembled a little. She asked Jasmine to find a nun from the Meng family to administer the medicine, hoping that the incident would be exposed in the future and could be blamed on Meng Wenyao.

She married from the Meng Mansion, and the Meng Mansion accompanied several girls and women. She originally thought that even if she was found in the future, she would not know anything, and then lead Governor Lu to cast doubt on Meng Wenyao.

But seeing Meng Wenyao looking so calm now, Jiang Qinghe suddenly felt a little scared. Wasn't it the person from the Meng family he was looking for who had already said something?

Seeing Jiang Qinghe's face turn pale, Meng Wenyao continued: "You are still in confinement, and we don't dare to disturb you. You just pretend that you don't know what you are doing. The governor has sent someone to interrogate you, and you will definitely find out who is behind it." Find them."

The more confident Meng Wenyao said, the more Jiang Qinghe felt, did she know something?