The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 57
"Yes, princess." Xiao Xi replied respectfully.

"How long was that?"

"It didn't take long for the ribs to be marinated, less than a cup of tea."

Less than a cup of tea, that's less than 10 minutes?

Tang Nineteen's brain was running at high speed.

Poisoning to death will give her a maximum of 30 minutes. In fact, such a highly poisonous person will die within a few minutes, but Bai Yi is obviously the kind that can withstand it.

Even if she lasted for 30 minutes, the first 30 minutes of the 20 minutes would have been poisoned, and the next 10 minutes were just waiting to die.

Therefore, it takes only 20 minutes to be poisoned to the point of death.

20 minutes, it can be seen that Bei Yi is definitely not poisoned in the room in the morning, because this time is not enough for her to walk back and forth, and she has to get rid of the work she did in the kitchen for about 10 minutes.

"Go, go to the kitchen."

She must have been poisoned in the kitchen. 10 minutes after the poisoning, her body reacted. It took 10 minutes to walk back. The poison started to spread as soon as she lay down, and then she vomited blood.

It seems that the kitchen must be tricky.

The group came to the kitchen.

Because of Qu Tianye's presence, Tang Nineteen's orders were particularly useful.

"Now, they are all lined up. I don't ask, and no one is allowed to speak. Bi Tao, lend me the silver hairpin."

Bitao took off the silver hairpin on her head.

Tang Nineteen looked at those people: "Where are the pickled ribs?"

"Princess, it's in the cupboard!" Someone replied.

Tang Nineteen asked Bitao to get the pickled pork ribs, but fortunately, Butler Liu sealed the news. The kitchen is in a separate courtyard, and probably no one has sent the news. Otherwise, the evidence would have been destroyed long ago. Ten boards, you can also reduce five boards.

Glancing at Qu Tiange, Tang Nineteen said indifferently, "The protection is uneven, this girl died for you, Bitao said, you like to eat pickled pork ribs the most, and the kitchen will cook it for you every day."

Qu Tiange frowned slightly.

Tang Nineteen's hairpin was inserted into the cured meat.

Discolored!
The dark ink color was like Qu Tiange's face.

Tang Nineteen understood: "Sure enough..."

All the people in the kitchen fell to their knees on the ground, their faces pale and frightened: "My lord, my lord, we don't know how this happened. Your lord spares your life, and your lord is clear."

Tang Nineteen wiped off the silver hairpins and carefully examined each dish. Sure enough, only the cured meat was poisonous. She looked at Xiao Xi and said, "Do you remember what Bei Yi did when he marinated the spareribs in the morning?"

Xiao Xi hurriedly said: "The servant was busy with her own affairs at the time, and I didn't see it, but Bei Yi is always greedy. The flour for the cured meat is fried rice noodles. Maybe she ate some."

"Mifen, where is Mifen?" Tang Nineteen asked.

"Princess, the rice noodles are all used up, and they're all in the meat."

Tang Nineteen looked at Qu Tiange: "It seems that it's not fried rice noodles, it's fried arsenic, lord, you should be able to check the next thing yourself, in the capital, arsenic is forbidden, and Bei Yi steals it. After a few mouthfuls of rice noodles, I was poisoned. It can be seen that there is a lot of arsenic mixed in. Who can get so much arsenic and bring it into your mansion and put it into your food so easily? These should be easier for you to check than me."

Tang Nineteen's inky face, with bloodthirsty, is deadly. He stepped forward and looked at the plate of marinated pork ribs. He didn't shout like his old emperor's father, "Whoever did it, stand up for yourself", after all, the murderer did not. So be obedient.

He just glanced at the people around him with his eyes, and let out a cold snort from his nose. The surroundings suddenly became chilly, and the air suddenly turned cold. That kind of shuddering feeling made Tang Nineteen tremble slightly. It is actually more suffocating and oppressive than the kingly breath exuded by his "Roaring Emperor" father.

(End of this chapter)