Qin Xiangxiang never understood why her biological father Qin Guanlan wanted to put two flower-like ink-study maids in his study. He impeaches this and that all day long, isn't he afraid of others impeaching him?
But it seems that no one has really impeached him.
And it seems that her biological fathers Qin Guanlan and Hongxiu Tianxiang are really innocent. Mrs. Zhong obviously hated her so much, but every night her biological father returned to Mr. Zhong's yard and slept in Mr. Zhong's bed.
Hongxiu and Tianxiang rarely hang out anywhere else in the Qin family except the study and kitchen, and Mrs. Zhong can't find anything wrong with them.
Hongxiu and Tianxiang are both high-profile and low-key existences.
However, now Qin Xiangxiang wonders, is it because of her father's foresight that he raised such a pair of sisters?
At least when he saw Mu Ting, he didn't betray her and tell the news. Instead, he helped her carry Mu Ting to her boudoir.
Tianxiang was still sleeping soundly. Qin Xiangxiang didn't want to disturb her, so he and Hongxiu carried Mu Ting to his room.
It was impossible to sleep on her bed. Qin Xiangxiang took a quilt from the cabinet and spread it on the floor. After confirming that Mu Ting was still breathing, he reluctantly covered him with another quilt.
After doing this, both of them were exhausted and panting.
Being tired is one thing, but how to detoxify?
Qin Xiangxiang took out a lamp and observed Mu Ting's face carefully. He saw that his face was blue and his lips were also blue and black. He was really poisoned. But where is his injury? How did you get poisoned? If the injury is in an inconvenient place, should I take off his clothes to check for medical treatment? But after all, they are different between men and women. Wouldn't it be too Meng Lang to take off his clothes without his consent? But she really had no choice but to take off her clothes to save his life...
Just when Qin Xiangxiang was thinking wildly, Hong Xiu pointed at Mu Ting's left palm and said, "Madam, he must have been injured here and that's why he was poisoned."
Uh, so it’s in your hand? Qin Xiangxiang picked up Mu Ting's left hand. Sure enough, there was a slender wound on Mu Ting's left palm. The wound had turned black.
This is how to do? Although she had heard that in the courtyard of the deep house, there were many jealous women who poisoned their bodies to death, but she had never seen those outside who would kill by adding poison to their weapons at the slightest disagreement.
Hong Xiu had no idea: "Madam, what should I do?" Whether it is rescuing someone or dying, it is a big deal.
"I actually read something in the book about cutting out the meat and bleeding it. By the way, there are some medicinal materials in the kitchen that can clear away heat and eliminate internal heat. I usually use it to make soup when I get angry. Hongxiu, go and boil it." By the way, bring me the kitchen knife."
When Qin Xiangxiang was talking about the first half of the story, Hongxiu had already stood up. When Qin Xiangxiang asked her to get a kitchen knife, she asked confusedly: "What are you doing with a kitchen knife?"
Qin Xiangxiang looked up at her seriously and replied, "Of course I'll cut out his flesh and bleed it."
Hongxiu felt the corners of her mouth twitch. In the past two days, she had felt that the lady was quite trustworthy, but using a kitchen knife to carve out meat was too scary.
Hongxiu said cautiously: "Madam, can't you use scissors? This kitchen knife will help us cut vegetables in the future."
Qin Xiangxiang looked like he suddenly realized: "I didn't expect that there are scissors that can be used."
Hongxiu: "..."
Just do it, Qin Xiangxiang put the scissors on the oil lamp to burn, took Mu Ting's left palm, and gouged out the wound with a sharp heart.
After gouging out a few times, she put down the scissors and squeezed the wound.
After repeating this several times, the blood squeezed out from the wound gradually turned bright red.
It seems that this trick is actually effective. Qin Xiangxiang was overjoyed and was about to continue gouging out when he accidentally raised his eyes and met a pair of sparkling eyes.
Qin Xiangxiang was startled, and the owner of those eyes smiled weakly at her without making a sound.
Qin Xiangxiang was a little angry and rolled his eyes at Mu Ting: "Why didn't you say anything when you woke up?"
Mu Ting said slowly: "I was afraid that you wouldn't dare to move, so I kept silent."
"But don't you feel pain?" Qin Xiangxiang held the scissors and did not dare to attack again.
"I grew up in a military camp, and injuries were commonplace. I often saw military medical workers scraping the bones of wounded soldiers to heal their injuries. They never cried out in pain, and I couldn't."
Mu Ting spoke in a low voice, but Qin Xiangxiang could still hear him clearly.
She put down the scissors: "Now that I'm awake, it's okay. There's no need to cut out the flesh anymore."
Mu Ting closed his eyes, and after a while he told her the truth: "I took the antidote." If he didn't take the antidote, digging out a big hole in his wound wouldn't work.
Qin Xiangxiang: "..." Well, she just likes to be nosy.
After all, I couldn't help but ask again: "What happened when you went to Baoxiang Temple tonight?"
Mu Ting opened his eyes, as if thinking about it, and said to Qin Xiangxiang: "I am visiting Baoxiang Temple tonight. After entering the temple, I found that there were still many pilgrims burning incense and kneeling in worship. I was surprised, but relaxed my vigilance. . When I walked to the dormitory, I saw Zhike leading the pilgrims in and out of the dormitory, as if he had never been affected by the murder of Li Zhuang. So I felt more relaxed, walked towards Zhike from the hiding place, and asked for the place where Li Zhuang lived before. As soon as I finished my words, Zhike suddenly changed his expression, drew a sharp sword from behind and swung it at me. I dodged Zhike's sword, and the pilgrims in the temple also drew their swords and attacked me. I only had I was alone and unprepared, and my left palm was accidentally scratched by them. Later, I escaped from Baoxiang Temple and crawled around in various alleys before I got rid of them."
He spoke slowly, his expression still ugly, but his tone was calm. It seemed as if what had just happened was a very small thing.
Qin Xiangxiang couldn't help but say: "After you escaped, Ma Si from Dali Temple came to my house to see me. He came to apologize in name, but in fact he wanted to find out whether I had taken you in."
After she finished speaking, Mu Ting did not answer.
But Qin Xiangxiang felt a little angry: "What? He acted like this because he thought my father was the murderer of Li Zhuang. Fortunately, I was quite grateful to him before, for his words and for saving his life."
Mu Ting smiled this time: "You civil servants in Kyoto have eaten too much and are suspicious of each other all day long. But which faction is Ma Sizhi from?"
Qin Xiangxiang was stunned: "Aren't people from any faction all officials of the imperial court? And they form cliques?"
Mu Ting smiled again. Although his smile seemed to have no other meaning, Qin Xiangxiang still felt extremely uncomfortable: "What are you laughing at?"
Mu Ting shook his head: "It's nothing. In fact, it's pretty good if I don't know anything."
Qin Xiangxiang suddenly felt angry. She already knew everything about this rough guy from the border, but this rough guy actually said that she didn't know anything and it was fine. This means looking down on her, right?
Qin Xiangxiang picked up the scissors and said, "Do you want to tell me?"
"Hey, hey, I'll say it, I'll say it." Mu Ting took a breath and licked his lips, "But before I say it, can you give me a drink of water?"
Qin Xiangxiang picked up the teapot, but it was empty.
At this time, Tian Xiang's confused voice came from outside: "Sister Hongxiu, what are you doing?"
Hongxiu answered lightly: "The lady is angry, I'm making her some fire-removing soup. It's nothing, you go to bed quickly."
Qin Xiangxiang raised his eyebrows, Hongxiu was trying to prevent Tianxiang?
Outside Tianxiang said, "Then you can come back and sleep immediately after delivering the fire-dispelling soup to the eldest lady."
Hong Xiu responded and pushed the door open after a moment.
She placed the small red lacquer plate on the table. In addition to a bowl of medicine, there were also a few snacks and freshly brewed tea on the small plate.
Hong Xiu did not raise her eyes to look at Mu Ting, but whispered: "Madam, if you call me, just cough three times and I will come in."
