Chen Qinglian returned to the main seat, signaled Hongmei to bring the wine, and a master and a servant came to Song Wanqing's seat.
"Qing'er, mother knows that a lot of things have happened recently, which made you sad." Chen Qinglian asked Hongmei to fill her glass with wine. "Today's cup, mother wishes you a toast!"
She then signaled Hongmei to pour a glass for Song Wanqing.
However, Song Wanqing directly reached out to block her cup, "I accept your wishes, but I haven't been feeling well recently and it's really not suitable for me to drink."
The scene became awkward instantly.
"Eldest sister, you are so ignorant." Song Zhiqiu couldn't stand it any longer. "My mother is an elder and she has lowered her attitude so much. What else do you want?"
Song Wanqing found her very ridiculous, "Ignorant? Indeed, of course I am not as sensible as my sister. I made such a big fuss with the King of Chu at the eldest princess's birthday party, and successfully married into the Prince of Chu's palace..."
She clicked her tongue twice, "Although I'm just a concubine, it's not bad. After all, my sister didn't bring any dowry to the house, which saved the Hou Mansion a lot of money."
"You!" Song Zhiqiu's face turned red with embarrassment, and he was so angry that he almost shed tears.
"Okay, Zhiqiu, you can't blame your eldest sister for this." Chen Qinglian shook her head at Song Zhiqiu, "It's mother's fault. Since Qing'er doesn't feel well, she shouldn't drink."
She turned back and told Hongmei, "Go and get tea. Qing'er can use tea instead of wine. Mother doesn't mind."
When people around him saw this, they immediately praised Chen Qinglian.
"Where can you find such a stepmother in this world? Mrs. Ding'anhou is simply more tolerant to Song Wanqing than her own daughter."
"No, if my daughter dares to disobey me again and again on such occasions, I will break her legs."
"Miss Qing'er, don't go too far. You should not refuse anymore due to emotion and reason."
Soon, Hongmei came back with a pot of tea. She stepped forward and said, "Miss, my servant will help you pour the tea."
"No need." No one expected that Song Wanqing would refuse again.
Chen Qinglian's hand holding the cup tightened a little. She didn't expect Song Wanqing to be so cautious. Could it be that today's game was in vain?
"Qing'er, why are you doing this?" She immediately kept crying, "It was all my fault in the past. If you don't want to call me mother, then you don't. Anyway, after I have raised you for so many years, you really Do you want to become my enemy?"
"You are overthinking. You know better than me whether you and I are enemies." Song Wan said coldly, "Forgive me, I really don't dare to drink from your Luoxia Garden..."
She turned around and told Chen Yu, "Go back to Jingqing Pavilion and get the tea from the table."
"Yes, miss." Chen Yu turned around and left in a hurry.
A flash of light quickly flashed in Chen Qinglian's eyes, and she said with an aggrieved look, "Qing'er, I didn't expect you to have misunderstood me so deeply. It's okay. Let's have a drink today, and I will try my best to satisfy you in the future."
Everyone around them pointed fingers at Song Wanqing, thinking that her behavior was too much.
Song Wanqing didn't care.
Soon, Chen Yu fetched a pot of tea and carefully poured it into Song Wanqing's cup.
Chen Qinglian took the lead in raising her cup, raised her head, and drank the wine in one gulp. She looked at Song Wanqing.
Song Wanqing twitched the corner of her mouth, raised the cup, and smelled it on the tip of her nose first, as if to confirm that there was no problem, then raised her head and drank a cup of tea.
When she raised her head again, she saw Chen Qinglian and Song Zhiqiu quickly looking at each other. Both of them seemed very excited.
"Well, I hope we can live together peacefully in the future and eliminate the barriers between each other as soon as possible."
Chen Qinglian said and turned around impatiently to leave. At this time, her palms were covered in sweat.
Song Wanqing finally fell into the trap, and she couldn't survive.
Song Wanqing was indeed cautious enough. She didn't touch any of the wine and tea in Luoxiayuan, or even the food and snacks on the table, but she never imagined that the poison...was on the cups and dishes.
Chen Qinglian felt comfortable all over. The ridicule and disrespect she had just received were nothing at this moment.
There was a smile on her face, and within a quarter of an hour, Song Wanqing would die of poison.
Song Zhiqiu was also happy. She was in a rare good mood and surrounded Song Wanqing. "Sister, there were misunderstandings between us in the past, but don't worry, my sister never took it to heart."
Song Wanqing glanced at her sideways, "The fact that you didn't take it to heart means you're not that thick-skinned."
"Whatever the eldest sister says," Song Zhiqiu was not angry at all. "Anyway, I have already entered the Chu Prince's Mansion, and there will be no chance to see me again in the future. I wish the eldest sister a good journey."
She stood up and prepared to leave. After all, Song Wanqing was spurting blood and she didn't want her clothes to be stained.
Soon, everyone dispersed. After all, Chen Qinglian was not here, and others did not want to pay attention to Song Wanqing.
"Miss, are you okay?" Chen Yu looked worried.
"No..." Just as Song Wanqing said a word, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She had almost no time to react and spit out a mouthful of blood, spraying far away.
The entire Luoxia Garden instantly fell into chaos, and many people screamed in fear.
"Qing'er, what's wrong with you?" Chen Qinglian stepped forward from the main seat, "What's wrong with you?"
Chen Yu supported Song Wanqing and kept Chen Qinglian away, "Madam, you actually poisoned our lady? You are so cruel!"
"You bitch, what are you talking about?" Chen Qinglian looked at everyone aggrievedly, "Everyone just saw that your lady didn't touch a single bite of the wine or food in my Luoxia Garden."
"Yes, yes, it did not move at all." Many people nodded immediately and said yes.
Song Wanqing's face turned pale, and she leaned weakly against Shen Yu. She said angrily, "I... indeed haven't touched... the food here..."
Chen Yu couldn't stop crying, "Miss, what's going on? You're obviously poisoned!"
"I...the only thing I have touched...is the tea that Chen Yu brought..."
"Miss, are you doubting Chen Yu?" Chen Yu's face turned pale, "I'm not a slave..."
Song Wanqing grabbed her hand and shook her head, "Of course I trust my people..."
She turned to look at the wine glass on the table and raised her hand with difficulty, "So... the problem must... be with the glass."
Chen Qinglian and Song Zhiqiu exchanged a quick glance. Song Wanqing was indeed difficult to deal with.
Fortunately, they thought carefully and thought of the next step.
"Chen Yu," Song Wanqing said as if he might die at any time, "You should immediately... find someone to enter the palace, hurry up and ask Li Yuan to come."
"Yes." Chen Yu hurriedly gave the person in Jingqing Pavilion a look, and the boy turned around and ran out.
She twitched again and looked at Chen Qinglian, "This slave remembers very clearly that just now it was the madam who kept forcing the young lady. This poison... the madam is the biggest suspect!"
