Food, Color, Medicine and Fragrance: Ugly Girl Turns Over

Chapter 175 The Poisoned Maid

"I just wanted to see you."

"I'm fine, you can go."

Zhang Qing'er saw the figure on the bed at a glance. Although she couldn't see clearly under the quilt, she knew it was a woman just by looking at the hand outside, and she felt angry.

She suppressed and tried her best to make herself smile beautifully: "Is the person on the bed your guest? It seems unreasonable not to say hello since you are here."

Nan Gongling wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Zhang Qing'er had never been so vigorous as today. She avoided Nan Gongling and walked to the bed. The curtain was lifted, and Lin Xiaorou on the bed stared at her with open eyes. .

"It's you!" Zhang Qing'er was stunned, she stared blankly at Lin Xiaorou and felt that the sky was dark.

This bed was where she thought about it day and night, but now she was lying peacefully on it by a woman other than herself.

Nan Gongling didn't know when Lin Xiaorou woke up, but it was as silent as he looked at her last night.

"you're awake."

Lin Xiaorou glanced at Nan Gongling, and the shock in her heart couldn't be more shocking. She thought she was dead, but when she opened her eyes, she was lying in a strange room.

She smiled and said, "Thank you."

Seeing her smile, Nan Gongling felt warm for some reason, and said with a smile, "No thanks."

Zhang Qing'er saw them chatting back and forth, and a burst of jealous anger almost burned her down.

She smiled at Lin Xiaorou and said, "Miss is injured? Why don't you stay at my house, after all, if you live here, it will damage the girl's reputation if you don't know the difference between men and women, but it will be completely different when you come to my house. Not only is the food delicious Drink and I can accompany you to relieve boredom."

Lin Xiaorou glanced at Zhang Qing'er, the hatred in her heart made her want to jump up and kill her immediately.

"No, I love living here."

Nangong Ling's brows and eyes relaxed, and there was an inexplicable smile in her heart.

"Close your eyes and lie down for a while if you still have injuries," Lin Xiaorou hummed, and really closed her eyes.

Zhang Qing'er was treated like air, if it wasn't for her usual good upbringing, she would have jumped up and cursed people.

She smiled softly, and reached out to hold Nangong Ling's arm: "In this case, it won't hinder the girl from resting, Ling, I'm looking for you this time because I have a business, let's go and talk."

Nan Gongling let go of that hand indiscriminately, and walked out slowly until he went out and closed the door: "Tell me, what can you do with me?"

"Ling, my maid Xiaokui is missing, I want you to help me track it down."

"Your servant girl can't help me if she doesn't see me. Maybe it's just that she has something to leave and didn't have time to say hello to you." Nan Gongling's attitude was uncharacteristically indifferent. Zhang Qing'er didn't want to make fun of herself at this time, so she smiled and said: "You're right, Maybe it's really just something to leave, since that's the case, I won't bother you anymore, I'll come back tomorrow."

Seeing Zhang Qing'er leave Nan Gongling, she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Back in the room, Lin Xiaorou sat on the bed at some point and saw him smile slightly: "If you didn't save me, I would definitely die."

Nan Gongling shook her head: "I won't die, the wound is not a vital point, at most I am unconscious enough to be discovered."

After speaking, he glanced at Lin Xiaorou again, and said in a low voice, "What's your name?"

"My name is Yue'er, what about you?" Lin Xiaorou pretended not to know him and said with a smile, her face was white from blood loss, and there was a kind of delicate beauty in her smile.

"My name is Nan Gongling, girl, we seem to have met before?"

Lin Xiaorou was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "I haven't seen it before, I have no impression of you."

Nangong Ling let out an oh, feeling a little disappointed.

The two looked at each other and said nothing more.

After Zhang Qing'er left Nangongling's other courtyard, she didn't go home directly, but went to Nangong's kitchen.

It was almost noon, and she expected that Nan Gongling would cook a nutritious meal for the woman, so a poisonous plan was born spontaneously.

Since she often goes to Nangong's house when she has nothing to do, the servants in this house are very familiar with her, and it's not a big surprise to see her appear in the kitchen. It's just that she wants to play tricks to please the young master again. .

Zhang Qing'er stepped into the kitchen gracefully, looked here and there, and finally stopped beside a casserole.

"what is this?"

"Girl, this is the ginseng stewed chicken soup made by the young master." A little maid was fanning the small stove with a cattail fan in a well-mannered manner.

Zhang Qing'er let out a cry, rolled her eyes, and suddenly said in shock: "Oh, I almost forgot, I saw Huan'er on the way here just now.

When the servant girl heard this, she hurriedly stood up: "Then I'll go right away."

After dismissing the maid who was watching the stove, Zhang Qing'er saw that everyone around her was busy and no one noticed her, so she immediately took out a small medicine powder bag, quickly poured the white powder into the soup, and left quickly.

The maid who went out came back, looked at the kitchen and didn't see Zhang Qing'er's shadow, she was confused, obviously no one called her.

The chicken soup was already stewed, and the aroma quickly permeated the entire kitchen. The little girl took the casserole off the stove, let it cool slightly, and checked the time before sending it to Nangong Ling's other courtyard without daring to delay.

When the chicken soup was brought to the table in Nangongling's room, Lin Xiaorou was about to close her eyes and take a rest. Seeing that she was tired, Nangongling waved her hand to signal that she would not eat for the time being, so she brought back a whole pot of chicken soup.

The little girl in the kitchen was not surprised to see the chicken soup being returned. After all, the master’s thoughts are hard to guess. It’s not like there are no dishes that have been returned in the past. They are the happiest at this time, because the master doesn’t eat it. Then they can enjoy it on their behalf.

So the little girl giggled and took out a small bowl, filled it with some soup and drank it happily, and hiccupped comfortably after taking the bowl down, but the satisfied smile hadn't dissipated, and suddenly a mouthful of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth , and then the whole person fell to the ground with a bang and died.

The sudden death of the little girl caused the whole kitchen to fry, and the news quickly spread to Nan Gongling, making him very angry. If he hadn't ordered the chicken soup to be withdrawn, then the person who died now might not be the little girl.

After interrogating the people in the kitchen, they all insisted that they did not do it by themselves, and they all pointed out that only Zhang Qing'er came and talked to her while the little girl was cooking the soup.

Hearing that it was Zhang Qing'er, Nan Gongling was speechless for a long time, and ordered the little girl to be buried generously, and then sent some money to the little girl's family.

The matter quickly subsided, and when Lin Xiaorou woke up again in the afternoon, she suddenly found that there was a stove in the room, and a casserole was bubbling on it, and a maid was huddled beside the stove and fanning the fire carefully.

Nan Gongling was not in the room, Lin Xiaorou looked at the girl in surprise and asked, "When did this place become a kitchen?"

The maid seemed a little timid, but she just glanced at Lin Xiaorou, then quickly lowered her head, and said softly: "The young master said that this way the girl can eat delicious food faster."

(End of this chapter)