Fu Ling was pacing back and forth at the door when she saw Xian Qing coming in hastily, "Miss, what are you doing here?"
"I'll go and tell your lady that Shen Qinghe is here."
Fu Ling was stunned, the tray in her hand almost slipped, and she secretly shouted, "Miss, Governor, Miss Shen Er is here."
Jiang Yubai consoled her: "Don't be afraid. All the people under my command are in the house. She doesn't dare to do anything to you. If you are worried, I will investigate her details."
Jiang Yubai's words made Shen Zhiyi feel a little more at ease, and her tense nerves relaxed a little. Jiang Yubai looked at her and couldn't help but feel tenderness in his heart.
Xian Qing was dressed in black brocade clothes, like a shadow in the night. He hurriedly walked into the room, and he looked at Shen Qinghe without a good expression.
Shen Qinghe knew that she could not stay in the Shen Mansion for a long time. Someone from the Jiang Mansion came to report that she was also the second wife of the Shen family, and it was up to her to decide whether to stay or go.
If I stay in the Shen Mansion, I will definitely be unpopular because of my status as the concubine of the second wife. Those ladies and ladies are all so arrogant.
Shen Zhiyi, that bitch, thought he had climbed to a high branch, so he didn't take him seriously. Now that he has taken her over, he has some conscience.
The Shen family was so disturbed by Shen Zhiyi, and originally planned to use Xie Shaoheng's help to put Shen Hong's secret transactions into his own account, but now it's unclear whether Shen Hong can come out alive.
She can only hold on to Xie Shaoheng tightly now. Only by cooperating with him can she enjoy endless glory and wealth in the rest of her life.
With this in mind, Shen Qinghe stood up and walked towards Xiang Mansion.
I saw a carriage stopping at the door of Shen Mansion. The curtain of the carriage opened a corner, revealing Xie Shaoheng's sinister face.
Shen Qinghe felt happy and quickly stepped forward. Just as he was about to speak, Xie Shaoheng suddenly flew out of the car and grabbed her wrist.
He pulled hard and pulled her into the carriage. The space inside the carriage was small, and Shen Qinghe was pressed tightly against the wall of the carriage by Xie Shaoheng, almost unable to move.
She looked up and saw that Xie Shaoheng's handsome face was full of gloom, and his eyes flashed with dangerous light.
He looked down at her, with a sneer on his lips: "Miss Shen Er, we have a happy cooperation."
"My lord, you promised me that you would marry your slave back to the palace once things are done. You can't break your promise." Shen Qinghe felt uneasy, but still had the courage to speak with a blushing face.
Xie Shaoheng's eyes narrowed slightly, giving off a dangerous aura. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile: "Miss Shen Er, you know, I hate others threatening me the most."
After saying that, he suddenly reached out and pinched Shen Qinghe's chin, forcing her to look up at him. Shen Qinghe only felt his jaw hurt from being pinched by him, and there was a thin layer of mist in his eyes.
She was terrified, but she didn't dare to resist at all.
"You find a way to put this medicine into Shen Zhiyi's mouth. If she pretends to be sick, she will be tortured by this medicine and become deformed."
Shen Qinghe held the medicine tightly, not daring to disobey.
"Remember, don't play tricks." Xie Shaoheng's voice was low and cold, and his words were like a curse, lingering in Shen Qinghe's heart.
She held the medicine tightly, her body trembling involuntarily.
"If you stay safe, I might consider it." Xie Shaoheng slowly let go of his hand, with a hint of warning in his deep voice.
"My request to marry Shen Zhiyi is just because of the military power of the Shen family. She and I are childhood sweethearts, but she doesn't understand me at all. How can Miss Shen Er be so ecstatic?"
Xie Shaoheng's words made Shen Qinghe feel happy, and she instantly understood what Xie Shaoheng meant. She couldn't help but think of her previous contacts with Xie Shaoheng, and each time her heart was filled with excitement.
She raised her eyes to look at Xie Shaoheng, her eyes full of tenderness: "Your Majesty, the slave family will let you marry the slave family willingly."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Shaoheng suddenly leaned forward and held her tightly in his arms. Shen Qinghe's heartbeat accelerated instantly. She closed her eyes and felt Xie Shaoheng's breathing and body temperature.
At this moment, she seemed to be above the clouds, in a state of ecstasy.
Shen Qinghe thought like this in his heart, and looked up, only to see Shen Zhiyi sitting in the hall, wearing a red dress like fire, which made her skin look like cream, making her extremely beautiful.
Next to her, Jiang Yubai was dressed in brocade clothes, with a face like a crown jade and an extraordinary bearing. The two of them sat together, like a pair of lovers, which made Shen Qinghe feel jealous again.
When Xian Qing saw Shen Qinghe standing here, his face suddenly darkened, saying that if he still had something to deal with, he should take the first step.
Shen Qinghe immediately pretended to be pitiful, and stepped forward to hold Shen Zhiyi's hand tightly, "Good sister, I miss you so much these days. I heard that you were in a coma, which scared me. I'm done." Her eyes were filled with tears and her voice was choked with sobs, as if she was really worried about Shen Zhiyi's safety.
Shen Zhiyi frowned slightly and felt bored looking at the acting girl in front of him. She calmly withdrew her hand and said calmly: "Thank you for your concern, sister."
After coughing twice, she looked pale and weak, as if she was going to faint in the next second, "I feel relieved that my sister is back."
Shen Qinghe's heart tightened. She knew that Shen Zhi was deliberately testing her. She quickly stepped forward, held Shen Zhiyi's arm, and said softly: "Good sister, your body has not recovered yet, please sit down and rest."
She carefully helped Shen Zhiyi sit down on the soft couch beside her, brought another cup of hot tea, and said softly: "This is the herbal tea that has just been brewed. Sister, please drink it while it's hot."
Shen Zhiyi nodded slightly, took the tea cup and took a sip. She secretly sighed in her heart that Shen Qinghe was smart and knew how to use this medicinal tea to test her own identity.
But she didn't care, after all, she already had a plan to deal with it.
During these days, Jiang Yubai not only taught her how to use concealed weapons, but also how to identify poisons. He taught her how to judge whether the potion contained highly toxic substances by observing the color, smell, and shape of the medicinal materials, as well as the bubbles and color changes produced during the brewing process.
Shen Zhiyi studied seriously, and her talent and understanding surprised even Jiang Yubai.
These methods seemed a bit weak in front of her. Mother Yue used this method to become the biggest scapegoat for Luo Mei and Shen Hong. She even helped count the money after being taken advantage of.
Shen Zhiyi picked up the tea cup and savored the taste. This cup of medicinal tea looks ordinary, but it contains ever-changing poisons.
Jiang Yubai once said that identifying poison is like tasting fine wine, and you need to use the tip of your tongue to feel the subtle differences.
Shen Zhiyi took a deep breath to calm down, and concentrated on feeling the taste of the medicinal tea.
This tea medicine is special. If the person who drinks it is seriously injured or seriously ill, it will become an ordinary cup of medicinal tea.
If the person who drinks it is safe and sound, then it is a cup of highly poisonous tea.
Shen Zhiyi frowned slightly while holding the tea cup. She knew in her heart that if she drank this cup of tea, she would definitely be poisoned and die. But she couldn't reveal any flaws, otherwise Shen Qinghe and Jiang Yubai would become suspicious.
She slowly put the tea into her mouth. The moment the tea entered her throat, she felt a strong poison flowing down her throat and into her body, instantly spreading to her limbs and bones.
Shen Qinghe looked at her nervously from the side, feeling secretly proud in his heart. As long as Shen Zhiyi dies, she will be Shen An's only daughter, and she will no longer have to look at the faces of Shen Hong and Luo Mei.
Her face was still rosy, but the tea medicine she just drank had no effect on her at all.
Shen Qinghe's eyes widened, full of shock. She never expected that Shen Zhiyi was not poisoned and still looked as normal. She was panicked and at a loss.
Shen Zhiyi looked at her coldly, with a sneer on his lips. She knew that Shen Qinghe must be thinking about how to deal with herself. But she is not afraid because she already has a plan to deal with it.
She stood up slowly, walked to Shen Qinghe, and whispered: "Sister, do you think this poisonous tea can kill me?"
Shen Qinghe was stunned. She didn't expect Shen Zhiyi to see through her plan. She was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
Shen Qinghe's eyes widened and he looked at Shen Zhiyi with a guilty conscience. His voice trembled slightly, "Why are you talking like this? It's too late for me to wish you well. How can you have such harmful intentions? Please don't misunderstand me." She tried to hide her guilt with a soft tone, but the trembling voice betrayed her heart.
Shen Zhiyi glanced at her coldly and said nothing. In her eyes, Shen Qinghe's performance seemed so clumsy. She knew that this so-called "good sister" was thinking about how to use this cup of poisonous tea to frame her.
Shen Zhiyi picked up the tea cup on the coffee table and shook it gently. The tea leaves were floating in the cup. She said solemnly: "Sister, this tea is really ordinary."
"Sister, your memory is really bad. How did you go to Jiyun Temple? Have you forgotten?"
"Shen Zhiyi!"
It's okay not to mention this matter. When it comes to mentioning it, Shen Qinghe will remember the humiliation she suffered that day. She finally climbed to this point because of that bitch Shen Zhiyi, who made her lose face.
