Feng Qingshui immediately released her hand and put it in front of the doctor. There was blood stain on her hand. It was obvious that she had touched her face before.
The doctor carefully felt the pulse of fengqingshui. After a long time, he asked, "what has the lady smeared on her face before?"
"Miss used gouache in the morning. Miss gouache has been using it for a while."
"In that case, let's die together."
Feng Qingshui doesn't move the chrysanthemum fragrance any more. She sits down on the dressing table. Her hatred in her eyes is getting deeper and deeper. She almost gnashes her teeth and calls out Su Jiusi's name. Alan is Su Jiusi's maid. She naturally thinks that this is Su Jiusi's inspiration.
Juxiang felt a pain and was directly kicked to the ground by fengqingshui. She didn't dare to say a word. She immediately got up and continued to kneel on the ground with her head down, hoping that fengqingshui would not think of her again.
Juxiang is still kneeling on the ground, shivering. Although she knows that it has nothing to do with Juxiang, Feng Qingshui still kicks her shoulder, otherwise her anger will not be able to vent.
The doctor trembled and went down to dispense the medicine. If he was in amnesty, he let out a long sigh of relief in the windy room.
Wind light water barely stabilized himself, the tone is still calm.
"Go down and make the medicine!"
In fact, Feng Qingshui knew all this for a long time. She didn't want to give Su Jiusi a chance to recover, so she chose the flower that couldn't remove the scar. As a result, she used it on herself. The doctor's words were completely in her expectation.
The doctor was in a bit of a dilemma. After a long time, he hesitated and said, "Miss, the skin has festered, and the medicine will heal slowly, but the scar is too deep to remove."
Feng Qingshui didn't expect to investigate Juxiang for the time being. She immediately stared at the doctor kneeling on the ground, "is there any other way?"
Juxiang, in particular, is already shaking with fright. She painted the gouache on fengqingshui with a brush herself. Now that something goes wrong, she can't help but blame it. Thinking of the dead qiushu, her hands tremble even more, for fear that she will follow the footsteps of qiushu.
The doctor and Juxiang were terrified, and immediately knelt on the ground.
So she took great care of her appearance, and even destroyed it on a maid. When she reached for a push, she heard a crash, and the rouge powder in front of the bronze mirror fell to the ground.
Fengqingshui is beautiful. The whole capital city has no appearance. What's more, she is a lady of her family.
This is the poison she prepared for Su Jiusi. She wants to destroy Su Jiusi's appearance. She gives the poison to Alan. At last, the poison runs into her gouache. She remembers that Alan came to the general's residence last night. She already knows what's going on.
When she heard it, Feng Qingshui and Juxiang's face changed at the same time, especially Feng Qingshui. She had some doubts before, but she didn't think it was really the flower.
"Tell me, miss, your water powder is mixed with a kind of powder called the lost face flower. The fruit of this flower can be ground into powder, which is highly toxic. Once it touches the skin, it will make the skin fester."
He opened the lid and smelled it carefully. At last, he applied a little on the back of his hand. Although it was wiped off immediately, the back of his hand was still very itchy, and the smeared area soon rotted.
Ju Xiang immediately handed the water powder that Feng Qingshui had wiped in the morning to the doctor.
"Miss Juxiang, please bring me miss's water powder."
Ju Xiang immediately spoke.
Feng Qingshui says this sentence in a very cold tone. She really plans to die with Su Jiusi.
But Feng Qian, who got the news, didn't give Feng Qingshui another chance. In order to prevent Feng Qingshui from doing anything else, he took care of Feng Qingshui on that day and didn't allow her and the people around her to leave the yard.
He can't let the wind and the water go on.