C8

When he looked back at Soong Jinyu's bitter face, Soong Qinzhou couldn't help but laugh. He walked back to his chair and sat down, and picked up the teacup.

"Jin'er, in another two years, you will be in your prime. When you get married, you will understand the art of the boss."

Seeing that her scheme was not working, Soong Jinyu turned her eyes and shook the arm she was holding on to Soong Qinzhou, acting cute and flirtatious: "Daughter will not rush to get married, I still want to stay with father for a few more years ~"

"You …" Forget it, let's talk about it later! " With that, Soong Jinyu heaved a sigh of relief.

"Jinyu, in a few more days, it will be the anniversary of your mother's death …"

When Soong Jinyu heard this, the smile on her face faded, and her bright eyes became a little dimmer. She nodded her head lightly, and the room fell into silence for a moment.

"The weather is cool these few days. Go back and prepare some thick clothes. Don't catch a cold." Soong Qinzhou kept feeling worried for his daughter, and warned her a little more.

"Don't worry, father." Soong Jinyu retracted her dejected expression, and a warm smile formed on her lips.

Returning back to her own courtyard, Soong Jinyu prepared the herbs and medicinal food. With gentle steps, she walked through the corridor and headed towards her sister-in-law's room.

"Aiya …" Soong Jinyu who was distracted just now accidentally bumped into a servant girl midway and anxiously checked the medicinal food. Fortunately, he did not knock over and only spilled some soup.

"Eldest Miss, this servant deserves to die." The servant girl kneeled on the floor, completely disregarding the dust and dirt on the corridor, as she lowered her head in fear.

"It's nothing, get up …" Soong Jinyu's smile was warm and warm. Before she could finish his sentence, the wind blew and the servant girl's fingertip peeked out from her sleeves.

Her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, she then realized that this servant girl seemed to have hidden her hand intentionally. Her gaze slightly paused on Soong Jinyu's blackened fingertips, and after a moment of thought, the corner of her mouth curved into a gentle arc.

"Get up. The food box has been in place for a long time and your arm is aching. Help me send this medicinal cuisine to the Zhu Xuan Yuan."

The servant quickly complied, took the food box and walked with Soong Jinyu to the Zhu Xuan Yuan.

"..."

"Jinyu, why did the maids beside you change?" The sister-in-law looked at the unfamiliar servant girl who put down the food box and asked in a low voice.

"Liuyan went to the Weaving Workshop to buy some clothes for me. On the way, I ran into her, so I asked her to help me bring them over." The delicious and delicious dishes were placed on the table. Immediately, the fragrance of the medicine filled the air, refreshing the heart and soul.

"The medicinal food is sweet and refreshing, there isn't the slightest bitterness in it, Jinyu is interested …" The delicate medicinal cuisine was served. The faint medicinal fragrance, combined with the original alluring flavor of the ingredients, made one feel relaxed and happy. One's appetite couldn't help but stir.

"You flatter me, sister-in-law." As a disciple of the Tianmen Mountain, making medicinal food was naturally a daily task, but to obtain the praise of his own sister-in-law, Soong Jinyu's beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons, overjoyed.

"Sister sister, please wait …" Seeing that the Xiang was about to put the medicinal food in her mouth, Soong Jinyu immediately stopped him. The former uncertainly put down the spoon, and watched as Soong Jinyu unhurriedly scooped another bowl and placed it in front of the unfamiliar servant girl.

"You helped me carry it over just now. I think you must be tired. Drink a bowl too."

"I-I don't dare …" The servant girl's face suddenly became abnormally unsightly. She was at a loss of what to do, hurriedly refusing the offer. Her eyes moved away, and her hand unconsciously withdrew into her sleeve.

Soong Jinyu's eyes were as cold as ice, her gentle posture had completely disappeared, and there was instead some dignity in her eyes, her beautiful eyes glanced at the servant girl kneeling on the ground, her red lips slightly opened, and her tone was cold: "It was given by Master, you dare to refuse?"

Xiang wanted to say something, but was stopped by a look from Soong Jinyu.

The atmosphere was heavy, and the servant girl could only take the bowl. Her delicate and pretty face was devoid of any color, and her fingers that were pinching the spoon trembled uncontrollably. However, she was unable to continue her next actions.

As if she didn't care about death, she put the medicinal food in her spoon into her mouth. Under Soong Jinyu's indifferent gaze, the servant girl's throat moved, swallowed the medicinal food, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead.

In a few seconds, the servant girl who had eaten the medicinal food started bleeding from her seven orifices. Under the shocked gazes of Xiang and Fang Li, she died from the poison!

The servant girl's ashen face was indistinct with jet black, a gloomy and terrifying expression of pain causing chills down their spines. Xiang and Fang Lian's face were as white as paper, their fingers trembling as they pointed at the servant girl's stiff body on the ground.

"Sister-in-law, the backyard does not compare to the battlefield. However, if you are soft-hearted, the final result will be …"

"Die!"