Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

The man was about thirty years old, his eyes were closed, his face was pale and colorless, and his clothes were stained with dark red blood, as if he had died.

Qingyun looked familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen him before. Then he saw Situ Jingyu's expression was tense, his dark eyes were deep and emotionless, and Feng Zhaoyi lowered his head slightly, and the nails of his clenched hands were deeply embedded in his flesh. Inside, traces of blood were faintly visible.

"Concubine, what's going on with this man?"

The imperial concubine turned sideways, lowered her eyebrows and said: "Back to the Ninth Princess, the thief personally admitted that he had defiled the palace, so I ordered the thief to be killed with a stick."

Death without evidence?

Qing Yun raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, her bright and dark eyes flickered for a moment, and then her clear eyes coldly swept across all the palace maids and eunuchs. Wherever her eyes passed, everyone was trembling with fear. The Ninth Princess was so fierce. The look in his eyes: If they dare to tell a lie, they will definitely die without any body parts!

"Who is Yan Cui?"

A palace maid in green clothes replied tremblingly: "Slave, my slave Yan Cui has met the Ninth Princess, the Ninth Princess Jin An!"

"Feng Zhaoyi said she was infected with wind and cold. You brought her the soup and medicine for her to take. Is this true?"

"Back to Princess Ninth, yes."

"Did Feng Zhaoyi stay in bed and fall asleep after taking the decoction? Did you wait at the bedside?"

Yan Cui lowered her head: "After taking the decoction, Empress Zhaoyi felt much better and did not fall asleep. She just said she wanted to be alone, so I left."

Not hearing anything Feng Zhaoyi said, Qingyun looked sideways slightly, but saw that she still lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly, and her whole body seemed to be filled with sadness. She couldn't help but think, could it be...

There was a sneer and pride hidden in the brows of the imperial concubine's eyes. After she accidentally learned the identity of this man, she carefully planned this play. The purpose was naturally to remove all possible help from the little bitch, so that the little bitch could not stand alone and still dared to follow her. Is it right?

"Where were you when Feng Zhaoyi's accident happened? Which imperial doctor diagnosed and treated Feng Zhaoyi? Did you prepare the decoction yourself? Can anyone prove where it was prepared? Where are the prescription and the residue?"

A series of cross-examinations left Yan Cui helpless: "Slave, slave..."

"explain!"

The cold and majestic voice made Yancui tremble in shock, and she said tremblingly: "The servant served Empress Zhaoyi and took the decoction before returning to the room. Only when she heard the noise did she know that something happened to Empress Zhaoyi;

Empress Zhaoyi did not allow her slave to invite the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment, so she had to boil the cold medicine and medicinal materials left by the previous imperial physician and give them to Empress Zhaoyi. The prescription was still there, but the dregs of the medicine had been thrown away by her;

Although the decoction was made by the slave, the slave left for a while, and people came and went in the small kitchen. If someone put something into the decoction while the slave was away, the slave would not know..."

Qing Yun seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "I didn't say whether there was something wrong with the decoction, but you were so eager to say that someone was trying to frame you, and you threw away the dregs of the medicine. Are you doing it on your own? Or are you saying that all of Jinhua Palace's Is everyone suspicious?"

The imperial concubine glared at Yan Cui angrily: You idiot, you are not telling others that there is something wrong with the soup and medicine, but you are also dragging everyone down. This is simply stupid!

"Ninth Princess, please be careful. I don't dare to harm Empress Zhaoyi!" The others immediately kowtowed and begged, while glaring at Yan Cui.

The condemning looks from everyone made Yan Cui even more upset. She secretly raised her head to look at the imperial concubine. When she saw the imperial concubine's fierce eyes and thought of her innocent family members, her face instantly turned pale.

Taking in the looks of the imperial concubine and Yan Cui, Qingyun sneered in her heart: Yan Cui is really the imperial concubine's person!

At this time, Long Ying walked in holding a bag of medicinal residue...