After reconciliation, I was stared at by the sickly son-in-law

Chapter 117 Poisoning
Zizhu's expression froze, the reason why she and her sister came here was because she wanted to know something about their parents from Ye Rong.

Ye Rong seemed to be caught in the memories, his eyes were confused at first, and then turned hideous.

He staggered a few steps back, his gaze lost focus when he looked at Qing Ning.

He cursed: "You deserve it, Qi Ruqin, you really deserve it. Who is not good for you, but you just like a young man with a pair of jade arms and a pillow for thousands of people." Saying this, he rushed to Zizhu, ready to pinch her. around her neck.

Seeing this situation, Qi Shuyan frowned: "He must be crazy."

Zizhu didn't hide, let Ye Rong pinch her shoulders, and Ye Rong shook Zizhu vigorously.At this moment, he could no longer distinguish Zizhu from Qi Ruqin.

His eyes were red and dull, but he kept saying, "Why do you look down on me, I am the crown prince, I can't compare to that Yushu."

"I really didn't intend to harm you. I just wanted to deal with Yushu. I don't think you are all dead." Ye Rong's voice gradually became low.

Qi Shuyan's face became colder and colder. In this way, the death of her parents was inextricably related to Ye Rong.

"That thing was given to me by the man in the capital. I really didn't know it would kill you." Ye Rong's voice became fierce again: "You deserve to die, you deserve it. Hahaha..."

That man in Beijing?

Could it be the same person as Ye Yong mentioned?

With red eyes, Qi Shuyan rushed over and pinched Ye Rong's shoulders. With deep hatred, he forced Ye Rong to ask: "People from the capital? Who is it? Tell me, tell me!"

Ye Rong was completely obsessed, he couldn't recognize the person in front of him at all, his eyes widened, as if they were about to protrude, and under Qi Shuyan's persecution, he opened his mouth: "Quiet...quiet...quiet..."

"In what?" Zizhu asked hurriedly.

But before Ye Rong finished speaking, he fell down all of a sudden.

I saw him lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he passed away after a while.

Obviously, he was poisoned and died.

Qi Shuyan watched Ye Rong fall down with his own eyes, his complexion was pale, and he exchanged a glance with Zizhu, both of whom were thoughtful.

The place where this happened was too weird and too coincidental.

"Sister, you watch here, I'll report to His Highness, and let Miss Lin take a look." Zi Zhu's face was also extremely ugly.

Qi Shuyan nodded, watching Zizhu turn and leave the dungeon.

Qi Shuyan looked at Ye Rong's body silently, lost in thought.

She has also dealt with Ye Rong for many years, and she really does not believe that Ye Rong would be a person who took poison and committed suicide.If he really had this idea, he should have expressed it as early as when he was deposed from the throne.

Instead of waiting until today, in front of their sisters.

It's not necessary either.

Then, there are nine out of ten possible poisons, even Ye Rong himself doesn't know about it.

And Ye Rong's sudden madness also puzzled her.

What made Ye Rong crazy and poisoned?

And those words he said, Qi Shuyan's eyes flashed a glimmer of darkness.

It seems that it is indeed necessary for her to go back to Beijing with His Highness.

There are indeed traitors in the capital, trying to endanger Xiwu's country and society.

Qi Shuyan squatted down, trying not to touch Ye Rong's body.

It can be found that there is an ornament falling from the waist, which is a purse.

Inside are some calming and sleeping herbs, left by her mother.

She picked it up and tied it around her waist again.

Lin Nuanwei came soon, Qi Shuyan got up, and said with a faint smile, "Miss Lin, please."

Lin Nuan smiled and waved her hands, "It's just a matter of little effort."

After saying that, he knelt down to check Ye Rong's body, his expression gradually became dignified.

The two sisters Qi Shuyan and Zizhu also had serious faces and remained silent.

There was an eerie silence in the air.

After a long time, Lin Nuanwei got up slowly, with a tired expression on his face: "The king of the northern realm has been poisoned."

"Poison?" Zi Zhu was a little surprised.

This dungeon has long been covered with a net, and the guards are sent by His Highness, who are absolutely loyal, how could someone poison him.

"Miss Lin, are you sure?" Zi Zhu asked immediately.

Lin Nuan rubbed the center of her brows slightly, nodded and said, "Yes. The poison in the king of the north is called hallucinogenic. People who are poisoned will have hallucinations on the day when the poison occurs, and can see the person they want to see the most. But... ..."

Lin Nuan paused slightly, she frowned, with a look of hesitation, Qi Shuyan immediately said gently: "Miss Lin, if you have something to say, you might as well speak up."

"But hallucinogenic poisons are chronic poisons. Even if the toxicity flares up, the poison should slowly enter the body and die silently. How could it turn into such a tragic scene of bleeding from the seven orifices?" There are rare doubts.

"Also, if I'm not mistaken, the King of the Northern Realm has been suffering from hallucinations for two months. Why did he suddenly have such an attack so easily?"

In these respects, Zizhu and Qi Shuyan were only half-assed, so they didn't interrupt Lin Nuanwei's thinking.

Lin Nuanwei looked around the dungeon, and suddenly stopped looking at Qi Shuyan's waist.

Qi Shuyan frowned, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Lin Nuan pointed to Qi Shuyan's waist slightly: "Can you take off that purse and show it to me?"

Qi Shuyan was slightly surprised, but immediately took off the purse without asking any further questions.

Lin Nuan took the purse slightly, and the faint floral fragrance of honeysuckle was refreshing.

only……

"This purse is quite old, right?" Lin Nuanwei asked lightly.

Qi Shuyan suppressed the unease in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, it's been almost 12 years." After a pause, he asked, "Does Miss Lin think there is any problem?"

It's been almost 12 years. Logically speaking, the scent of honeysuckle flowers should have dissipated, but the scent of flowers in this purse is still so elegant and light, which is a bit strange.

"Can you take it apart and have a look?" Lin Nuan asked slightly.

Lin Nuanwei didn't know the significance of this purse to Qi Shuyan, so her tone was a little casual.

Qi Shuyan was silent for a long time, until Zizhu's questioning eyes turned to her, she said softly: "Then take it apart and have a look, maybe there is really something bad inside. There is Miss Laurin."

Lin Nuanwei seemed to have sensed something, but this situation did not allow her to think too much, so she took out the dagger she was carrying with her, and opened her purse.

Inside, honeysuckle petals and some turquoise dried herbs are revealed.

Lin Nuanwei took out a piece of herbal medicine, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it carefully, but her brows became more and more wrinkled.

Under the expectant eyes of Zizhu and Qi Shuyan, she smiled helplessly: "I'm really sorry, I don't know much about this herb, and I need to search medical books carefully to be sure."

"However, the only thing that is certain now is that the King of the North was indeed poisoned and died, and it may be related to this green herbal medicine."

(End of this chapter)