Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped away her tears and sat up with her arms propped up: "Nurse, I killed two people."
The wet nurse shook her head: "Miss, it's none of your business. I've heard from Wen Zhu that this matter will come to light sooner or later. Even without you, it would have ended like this."
Zhuang Xiaoyu covered her face: "But these two people died tragically because of me. The child is still so young, he was only born for a month..."
There was a soft knock on the door, Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, and the nurse went to open the door.
Through a screen, Wen Zhu reported in a low voice: "Miss, I have already investigated what you asked me to do about Young Master Min's illness before his death.
After Mr. Min returned from Qingyu Temple, he was indeed in good health. The witch doctor in the Min Mansion also took Mr. Min's pulse as usual, but afterward, Mr. Min's condition took a turn for the worse. Two days later, he vomited blood and died. I heard that his internal organs were rotten. …”
Zhuang Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then said: "Spread this matter, and say that Mr. Min died of poisoning instead of illness, and his symptoms were exactly the same as those of the heir of the previous high priest..."
Asparagus didn't ask the reason, just said "yes", then turned and left.
The nurse asked anxiously: "Miss, if you do this, aren't you afraid that the Min Mansion and the Priest Mansion will turn against each other?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu sneered: "When did Min's Mansion and Priest's Mansion turn against each other? Let's make a scene. The more violent the quarrel, the better, and the sooner the truth will surface."
The nurse looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu at this moment, as if she was looking at a stranger, she wanted to say something, but she had nothing to say.
After one autumn rain and one cold, Zhuang Xiaoyu locked herself in the priest's mansion and didn't go anywhere, but occasionally summoned Dr. Zhong and Wenzhu to let the wet nurse accompany her to talk.
She was getting more and more silent day by day, but she was quietly watching the movement of the priest's house.
Qin Wuyan and Zhuang Qingyun have been too busy to separate themselves recently, and they are out of the house all day long. The Min Mansion is in great trouble, the saint is accused, and someone wants to burn Min Huizhu to death...
When Wen Zhu reported this to herself, Zhuang Xiaoyu was in the courtyard of the new house where Yu Sui hanged herself, tearing open hydrangea petal by petal.
After Wen Zhu finished speaking, he stood beside Zhuang Xiaoyu, staring at the clusters of chrysanthemums: "If Yu Sui is still alive, he will be very happy to see these hydrangeas grow so well."
Zhuang Xiaoyu picked some of the best blooms, held them in her hands, and tied them into a bunch, "Since Yu Sui likes it, let's show her these chrysanthemums.
Go prepare the car! "
Wenzhu then went to prepare a carriage and escorted Zhuang Xiaoyu and the wet nurse out of the priest's mansion.
After Zhuang Xiaoyu and Wenzhu worshiped the broken jade, they put on their hoods and went to the market, entered the teahouse, took a short break, sat on the upper floor of the teahouse, and listened to the comments of the people below: "Young Master Min died of poisoning, It’s not that he died of illness, this matter is too strange.”
"And the symptoms of the poisoning are exactly the same as those of the previous designated high priest's successor. So, the previous designated high priest's successor also died of poisoning?"
"But in a place like the Min Mansion, who would poison him? The Min family's troubles like this, I don't know if it's because of the internal struggle for power, but now it's unreasonable to plant the spoils on the substitute priest!"
"If you want me to say that the Min Mansion committed too many crimes, it ended up like this. After all, Patriarch Min didn't plan to choose a serious heir at all, and let the saint inherit it. It's unreasonable and degrading! "
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