The sun sets in the west, and the black locust tree in front of the door casts a thick shadow in the Yizhuang.
Zhou Yu'an held his breath and slit Su Niang's throat with a silver knife. When he saw the piece of white gauze stained with blood, he had the answer in his heart. She used the tip of the knife to carefully pick out the ball of white gauze from Su Niang's throat. As the white gauze tore, dozens of dirty plantain husks fell out.
Plantain is a traditional Chinese medicine that can cure dampness all over the body. However, the shell of plantain becomes sticky, slippery and swells when exposed to water. Its appearance in Su Niang's throat is no accident - no one would wrap it with white gauze. plantain seeds and swallow them into your stomach.
On Su Niang's cheek, Zhou Yu'an found traces of being pinched, and there were obvious indentations on her tongue and the root of her tongue, and her teeth also had slight bleeding symptoms.
Various signs indicate that Su Niang's death from choking was not an accident but man-made.
"Who wants to harm you? Is it Feng Lin, the young lady of the He family, or the old lady He who lives in simplicity and devotes herself to chanting Buddhism." Zhou Yu'an asked, applying a few needles to Su Niang's neck, and then A stream of dirty blood spurted out, and Su Niang began to breathe.
"How does it feel?"
"Am I in the underworld?" Su Niang looked at Zhou Yu'an who was leaning on the coffin: "Isn't this Lord Yan a fierce god with a tall figure, eyes like copper bells, and full beard?"
"Yan Jun will be sad if he hears you describe him like this." Zhou Yu'an pulled Su Niang up: "Congratulations, you still have to suffer in this world. I just sewed my throat, and the white one is painkiller, and the medicine has expired. It will hurt after this, please bear with it."
Seeing Su Niang touching her neck, Zhou Yu'an quickly pulled her back: "There are more important things than your neck right now! Do you still want the baby in your belly?"
"Yes!" Su Niang subconsciously protected her belly: "My child——"
"Still alive." Zhou Yu comforted her belly: "The fetal position is not correct, and it is not yet full-term delivery. If you want the child to be born smoothly, you must use external force to adjust the fetal position. The process is very painful, can you bear it?"
"Can't you wait until full term?" Su Niang asked, eyes filled with anticipation.
"He has no time." Zhou Yu'an rolled up the silk handkerchief into a ball and stuffed it into Su Niang's mouth: "I can give you Ma Fei powder and take out the child by caesarean section while you are asleep, but this is not good for you. What if? When someone from home comes to find you, you and your children won’t be able to escape in time.”
Su Niang looked at Zhou Yuan and nodded.
"Try to endure it and bite the veil tightly."
Zhou Yu'an glanced at Su Niang's throat, and there was blood on the silk thread that had just been sutured. Without further hesitation, she found the fetus's head, and after waiting for its reaction, she took the opportunity to guide the fetal head down so that the unterm fetus could enter the pelvis smoothly.
With a painful groan, the baby was delivered smoothly. After a few slaps, the little guy started to cry reluctantly. He seemed to have been greatly wronged, and he cried intermittently, which made Su Niang's heart twitch. Although she was very tired, she still managed to climb out of the coffin.
"Don't worry, the baby is fine." Zhou Yu'an tapped the baby's nose lightly: "You're still crying, and you don't have to look at how much your mother has suffered."
Su Niang looked at the wrinkled little thing and couldn't believe that he was born from her belly. She held the coffin and wanted to step forward, but she didn't dare to take a step. I wanted to open my mouth, but I didn't know what to say. She raised and lowered her right hand, repeated it several times, and then pinched the corner of her clothes.
Sensing her uneasiness and nervousness, Zhou Yu'an delivered the wrapped baby to her: "Your son looks a lot like you!"
"I'm not that ugly!" Su Niang muttered and took the child over.
Although she felt a little disgusted in her heart, Su Niang cried the moment she hugged the child. She said to Zhou Yu'an with red eyes: "Young lady is the lifesaver of my mother and son. I don't know how to repay you for your kindness."
"Simple, I ask you something and you just answer truthfully." Zhou Yu'an helped Su Niang to the leeward: "How were you killed?"
"I -" Su Niang hesitated: "I'm not sure, I just remember drinking a bowl of soothing soup before taking a nap."
"Soothing soup?"
"It was prescribed by Shopkeeper Liu from Jishan Hall. I've had someone read the prescription and there's nothing wrong with it." Su Niang hugged the child in her arms tightly: "But the soup was a little different from what I drank in the past. There seemed to be too much in it. Some sweet scent of osmanthus.”
"The sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus?" Zhou Yu'an wondered: "Most of the recipes used by Jishantang are ginseng, pinellia, jujube kernel, poria, angelica, red peony root and licorice. They are prepared with ginger and boiled in water. Take it. This recipe is not bitter, but it does not have the sweet scent of osmanthus."
"I once asked Sui'er who brought me soup, but she said there was nothing else in the soup." Su Niang pursed her lower lip: "Sui'er was sent to me by the old lady. She is extremely protective of me. No matter the child in my belly, she will not harm me."
"Who put the thing in your throat?" Zhou Yu'an glanced at the thing thrown next to the coffin.
Su Niang followed her gaze, with confusion on her face and fear in her eyes, but in the end she just shook her head gently: "I don't know, I just feel uncomfortable holding it back, as if I saw a person when I woke up. .”
"who?"
"Man!" Su Niang lowered her head and grabbed the baby's quilt with her fingers: "I didn't see his face clearly, I just smelled it."
"What is the taste?"
"The taste of grain." Su Niang frowned: "It's like the kind in the granary."
Instantly, a shadow flashed across Zhou Yuan's mind.
The second question is about the He family's secret room. Su Niang didn't know much, except that the He family's most precious things were hidden in the He family's secret room. To open the secret room, three keys were needed. The first one is in the hands of the young master He Bingtian, the second one is in the hands of Mr. He, and the last one is in the hands of the old lady of the He family.
He Bingtian had seen the Su Niang on him and put it in his purse. The key is made of brass and has a mechanism inside, which can be large or small. The purse is carried with you and is only removed when bathing and sleeping.
The hairpin in Master He's hand is made of silver and is hidden in the hairpin that holds his hair. Unlike He Bingtian, he does not take off the hairpin even when bathing or sleeping.
Although Su Niang has not seen it with her own eyes, He Bingtian said this, and the aunt in Mr. He's yard also said it, and there should be no lies. As for the one in Mrs. He's hand, it should be made of gold, but no one knows where it is hidden.
Su Niang didn't know why Zhou Yu'an inquired about this, she didn't ask, and she didn't need Zhou Yu'an to explain to her. She told Zhou Yuan that there was a mechanism in the secret room of the He family. Half a month ago, a thief broke in by mistake and died from random arrows. If she wants to get the key on He Bingtian, she can go to He Mansion to ask Chun Hong for help.
After writing down the name, Zhou Yuan took Su Niang and the child to the backyard of Yizhuang and handed them over to the caretaker with a scarred face.
