Early the next morning, the maid Wenzhu Wenlan came in, sent Nanny Zhu and the nanny out, and asked Leng Xiao, "Miss, it's been a month, haven't you found a chance to poison me yet?"
Leng Xiao didn't even raise his eyebrows, "I haven't seen anyone, how can I do it?"
"The prime minister said we can't wait any longer. You have to hurry up." Wen Lan said urgently.
Wenzhu said: "Yes, the prince is one month old now. You have to take the child back to your parents' home tomorrow. If the poison can be successfully administered tonight, the Prime Minister will be able to protect you and the child when you return tomorrow."
Leng Xiao's eyes flashed slightly, "When I came back to Zhanyue Residence, I told you something, telling you to forget your orders and only recognize me as your master. Do you still remember?"
"This is absolutely impossible." The two of them said in unison, a little angry.
Leng Xi raised his head and looked at them, feeling very calm and said, "Actually, poisoning is not that difficult, do you know?"
The two looked at her, wondering what she meant.
Leng Xiao smiled, "In the past month, I have poisoned all your meals. I will try to run your blood."
The two of them were shocked and quickly tried to improve their Qi and blood circulation, and sure enough they found some stagnation.
"Miss, what do you mean?" Wen Zhu said angrily.
Leng Xiao said calmly: "For the last time, forget your orders, forget Prime Minister Lao Shizi, and only listen to my orders."
Wenlan said angrily: "Why did the young lady betray the prime minister? He is your father."
Leng Xiao's eyes were cold, "There is no need to talk nonsense, life-threatening or not-life-threatening, two words or three words."
Wenzhu and Wenlan looked at each other, and the sullenness in their eyes disappeared, replaced by panic and despair: "If you betray the Prime Minister, we will only die."
Leng Xiao said lightly: "If you follow me, then from now on, only I can chop off your heads, no one else can. Think about it carefully, there is still an hour before the poison is released."
She took the tea cup and took a sip slowly, nonchalantly.
There was silence in the room, except for the sound of breathing getting louder and louder.
In the end, the two of them compromised and bowed, "Please give me the antidote, Princess."
Leng Xiao took out two pills from his sleeve pocket and placed them on the table. "This is a month's antidote. It can only curb the toxicity for a month."
The two of them were slumped, originally thinking of pretending to agree and get the antidote first.
It seems that this idea will not work.
The two of them took away the antidote with pale faces, and Leng Xiao said: "From now on, you will do some rough work in the yard. Aunt Zhu and Nanny Xu will take care of everything in the house. You cannot enter the house without instructions."
"Yes!" The two of them responded and retreated.
Today is the day to take the child back to her parents' home, but Leng Xiao has no plans to go back.
But Xu Shi from the Prime Minister's Mansion didn't see anyone coming back until noon, so he sent a carriage to pick up the mother and son.
Aunt Zhu persuaded, "Miss, the gift cannot be discarded. The mother's family must give gifts to the prince. This is a blessing to the prince."
Leng Xiao thought about it for a while and said: "Since this is the custom, then go back."
"Old slave, go and tell Master Wei." Aunt Zhu said happily.
Wenzhu and Wenlan wanted to follow, but Leng Xiao refused and asked them to clean the yard.
Master Wei prepared some gifts and put them on the carriage so that the mother and son could go back in glory.
Taking the children out is always procrastinating, and when we return to the Prime Minister's Mansion, it is already evening.
There was a red carpet at the door, showing the importance. Uncle Wan, the steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion, came out with his servants to greet them, with a smile on his face, "The young lady and the prince are back. The master has been waiting impatiently."
There were at least twenty or thirty people greeted at the door, which looked very solemn, but if you look closely, you can see that among so many people, there is no master of the house.
