Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 353 Killing people invisible.

"Is the young master unwell?"

Meng Sang smiled softly on his lips, and said softly: "If you ask me about the medicinal materials, I can still tell you about it. I really don't know much about medical skills, and I'm afraid I won't be able to help the young commander."

This is a lie.

"It's okay."

Duan Chengye's voice was low, implying an irresistible majesty.

The man lifted up his sleeves to reveal a small half of his arm. There were large and small red spots all over his bronzed arms. The spots had deepened because they hadn't been detoxified in time.

Meng Sang shied away for a while, then went to check his arm, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter: "It looks like..."

"What did Miss Meng see?" Duan Chengye asked calmly, but in his heart, he was so nervous that he was dying. Seeing Meng Sang's frown, he probably had some bad news.

Otherwise, this woman wouldn't be so gaffe.

Meng Sang also realized that he had lost his composure, so he quickly put away his expression, and shook his head gently: "I have little talent and little learning, so I don't see what kind of poison the young master has fallen into."

"but……"

She paused, but stopped talking.

Duan Chengye hurriedly asked: "But what?"

Meng Sang said mysteriously, "However, from my own perspective, it doesn't look like you are poisoned by drugs."

"What else can it be if it's not medicine?" Duan Chengye frowned, besides medicine, what else can poison people?
"It's spices." The smile on Meng Sang's lips was still gentle: "It's no wonder that you don't know, it's just something your daughter plays. It's normal for you to not understand."

"The spice is so powerful?"

Duan Chengye felt unbelievable.

After all, in his world, the use of poison is paramount.

"Young Master, don't underestimate this spice." Meng Sang smiled softly, and said slowly: "It is recorded in ancient books that Empress Xiao Zhou used the fragrance from the goose pear tent to attract the attention of Empress Li, and it became a good story."

"Each spice has its own magical effect. If another spice is added, it is likely to produce a highly toxic."

"During this process, each process is strictly coordinated. When preparing the antidote, you need to master the production time and weight of each process before you can prepare the antidote."

"Except for those who make poison, no one in the world can make an antidote."

"So, in the whole world, only spices can kill people invisible."

Meng Sang explained with emotion.

"Sure enough." Duan Chengye also had to admire this humble spice. Could it be that the poison he was poisoned by was not the medicine, but the spice?

After pondering, he pretended to inadvertently ask: "It seems that Miss Meng knows spices quite well. I wonder if there are spices in this world that can make people's red spots turn red day by day?"

"Naturally there is."

Meng Sang nodded, smiling softly: "Miss Gu once told my concubine that the wind chimes mixed with moon lin incense will cause erythema on the human body when catalyzed by wine, so I have repeatedly told me not to burn the moon in the house." Linxiang."

Duan Chengye asked in a deep voice: "But this red spot on my body?"

Meng Sang glanced at it, smiled and shook his head: "This concubine's body is unknown. Miss Gu said so at the beginning, so the concubine's body has never burned the moonlight incense."

"Gu Qingmiao?"

Duan Chengye grasped the point of her words and frowned deeply.

"Yes."

Meng Sang smiled and nodded slightly: "Miss Gu is the best at making incense. When I went to the ten-mile foreign market, I smelled the fragrance on Miss Gu's body, which lasted for a long time. I was very happy, so I asked her for some."

"Miss Gu has a pair of skillful hands, and the spices she mixes can burn around a beam for three days."

The woman's smile was slightly warm, and her eyes sparkled: "It's like the wind chime on my body, this dress has been washed, but you can still smell the fragrance."

(End of this chapter)