Reborn Daughter Bad

Chapter 42 Blood Differentiation Method
Su Luo opened the coarse cloth bag in her hand, Su Xin immediately stepped forward, took out the white hosta from the bag, and shook off the emerald green scarf inside.

On the towel, dried and blackened blood stains were imprinted on the Du Ruohua impressively, staining the white and delicate flowers into a filthy mess, in stark contrast to the white hosta carved with delicate Du Ruohua.

Shen Ruoqiu seemed to have something blocked in her throat, unable to speak for a long time.

That scarf was only remembered on the second day after returning home.He hurriedly sent Bi Tao to look for it, but the driver said that he had never seen any scarves.

The carriage carried countless passengers a day, most of them were ordinary people, she thought, maybe some girl saw the delicate and beautiful towels and secretly used them.

After a day, it was hard to find even if she wanted to find it. She thought it would not matter much, so she didn't take it to heart.

How could she have imagined that the scarf she had forgotten would appear in Shen Muqiu's hands, with blood stains on it!
And that jade hairpin, why is it in her hands again?
Shen Ruoqiu couldn't figure it out, but now is not the time for her to think.Shen Muqiu looked at her firmly, and said softly: "Aunt Ruo, don't you have anything to explain?"

"Mother." Huo Tianyu was annoyed at his aunt's disappointment, so he had no choice but to step forward again, trying to clear the relationship for Shen Ruoqiu: "What do you mean by taking out this scarf and hairpin? Could it be that just relying on these two things, you want to Convict my aunt?"

Shen Muqiu smiled lightly, and played with the hairpin in his hand, "Yu'er was born by Aunt Ruo, so I should worry about my biological mother. How about it, Lu Yi, tell everyone how this scarf came about. "

"Yes, ma'am."

Facing the masters in the mansion and the dignified atmosphere, Lvyi was not afraid at all, and told exactly how she watched Aunt Ruo and the others get off the car, how she found the towel after getting in the car, and put it away. Speak up.

Huo Tianyu was anxious, and reprimanded: "The carriage outside picks up so many people every day, how can you, a lowly servant girl, be sure that this is my aunt's property?"

"Yu'er!" Mrs. Huo said, her deep voice was full of unspeakable taste, "Shut up."

"Grandmother." She pouted resolutely, trying to gain some face in front of the old lady.

But I didn't expect the old lady to suddenly become furious, and slapped the table heavily: "I tell you to shut up!"

It was the first time Huo Tianyu saw the old lady get so angry, his neck shrank in fright, and his eyes turned red.

Shen Ruoqiu smiled wryly to herself, this scarf can deceive others, but it cannot deceive the old lady.Because the silk cloth for the scarf was given by the old lady.

This kind of silk fabric has a unique weaving method. It was brought back by the elder aunt who married far away in the mansion, and it is rarely seen in Beijing.The old lady is getting old, so it is impossible to use such bright colors. Shen Muqiu is the main wife, so she uses red but not green. In the end, the piece of cloth was in her hands.

It was rare at first, and Du Ruohua, who flaunted her identity, couldn't justify herself even if she wanted to.

She simply admitted: "This scarf is indeed my concubine's, and it has been lost for a long time. Madam put some blood on it, and then tried to force my concubine to admit miscarriage, it is too ridiculous."

Shen Muqiu raised his eyebrows, the evidence was in front of him, and he could continue to argue. This woman's mind is really not ordinary.

After all, she underestimated it.

Shen Ruoqiu is a concubine, she cannot use torture at will, she insists on refusing to admit it, no one can do anything about it.

When Shen Muqiu was having a headache, Dr. Liang cupped his hands and said, "General Huo, old madam, madam, I have a way to verify whether the blood came from Aunt Ruo."

"Oh?" Mrs. Huo turned her head suspiciously: "Doctor Liang might as well talk about it."

Doctor Liang carefully looked at the bloodstain on the veil, and said loudly: "These bloodstains are black and reddish. They have been stained for about ten days, and they can still be separated in the water. At that time, you only need to take Auntie Ruo's blood and drip it in. To see if the two kinds of blood can fuse, we can know whether the blood belongs to Aunt Ruo."

"It's simply absurd! Since you can help Madam slander me, why is it so difficult to tamper with blood?" Shen Ruoqiu became more and more flustered as she heard this, and begged: "Master, Madam, this kind of method is totally unreliable, please master, old man People think twice!"

"I think it's reliable. If you don't believe Dr. Liang, I'll do it myself." Huo Shoucheng glanced at her indifferently, and said to Bi Liu who had just returned from grabbing the medicine: "Go get a bowl and a small brush. Let’s see who is lying today.”

Speaking of the latter, the tone is already cold, making people terrified.

Not knowing if it was an illusion, Shen Ruoqiu always felt that his attitude today was very strange, as if he was dissatisfied with her and insisted on convicting her.

Where did she provoke him to do this?
When Shen Ruoqiu was uneasy, Huo Shoucheng had already rolled up his sleeves himself, and under Doctor Liang's guidance, cut off the blood-stained cloth, put it in a bowl, and added half a bowl of water to the bowl.

Dr. Liang took out a small porcelain product, uncorked the bottle, found some powder on the paper, and signaled Huo Shoucheng to add it to the clear water.

After constant stirring, the clear water gradually took on a color, and after repeated rubbing and squeezing, the blood stains on the cloth gradually faded into the water, and the half bowl of water also became dark red and turbid, giving off an unpleasant fishy smell.

Dr. Liang took out the silver needle and said in a deep voice, "Auntie, please extend your hand."

Shen Ruoqiu was in a state of confusion, hid her hands behind her back, and kept shaking her head: "Master, this blood has been mixed with medicinal powder, how can we be sure? How do you know that not everyone's blood can be dissolved in it? In this way, the concubine is wronged ?"

Huo Shoucheng frowned slightly and looked at Doctor Liang.Dr. Liang took a cup on the table, poured half a cup of blood into it, and said, "It's okay, I will divide the blood into two parts, one part will be the blood of Aunt Ruo, and the other part will be the blood of a random servant." , if there is something wrong with my medicine powder, I will not be able to hide it from everyone's eyes."

Shen Ruoqiu still refused, and said with a pale face: "Who knows if what you said is true? I just had a miscarriage, and I've lost so much blood that I'm already powerless. If you want to try, let others try first. Don't waste my blood in vain."

As long as there is only a drop of blood, she is still pushing back and forth, who can't hear her guilty conscience?
With a sullen face, Huo Shoucheng pointed to Bi Liu who was standing beside him at a loss, "You, squeeze out a drop of blood."

Bi Liu was still a little confused about the situation, and she was a little frightened by Shen Ruoqiu's stare, but she didn't dare to disobey Huo Shoucheng's order, so she walked to the table tremblingly, and reluctantly asked Dr. Liang to prick her finger and squeeze out a drop of blood. into a cup of bloody water.

Shen Ruoqiu's eyes were fixed on the cup, watching the thick drop of blood drip into the blood water, and slowly spread out. After stirring it gently with bamboo chopsticks, it merged with the blood water without any trace.

He couldn't help being overjoyed, and said sharply: "Master, old lady, look quickly, Bi Liu's blood has dispersed and merged with the blood in the cup!"

She stretched out her finger and pointed sharply at Shen Muqiu, full of pride and resentment, "I said a long time ago that I didn't have a miscarriage at all, it was my wife who hurt me!"

(End of this chapter)