The next second, the boy froze and fell straight to the ground.
His eyes widened, his body trembled twice, and he made no sound again.
Zhang held her head and felt no pain for a long time.
She looked up in confusion, and was stunned for a moment when she saw the silent boy with a purple face.
Immediately, his pupils shrank and he stumbled back.
Su Muyao in the corner looked at Zhang's old face and shabby clothes with an extremely calm expression.
It wasn't until Zhang stumbled back to the woodshed in the backyard that she withdrew her gaze and slowly looked at her palm.
In the palm of his hand, a silver needle with a dark tip lay quietly.
After a while, hoarse syllables escaped her lips, "Su Ruotang, Shang Ruyan is coming back, and you should be divorced..."
With that said, she slowly stepped forward, pulled out the silver needle from the boy's body, threw it into the well aside, and left quietly.
When passing by the woodshed where Zhang was hiding, he paused.
After a moment of silence, she slowly stretched out her hand.
Just when her fingertips were about to touch the door, a horrified voice came, "It's dead! It's dead!"
Su Muyao suddenly retracted her hand and left quickly.
Not long after, Lin Mu arrived with people. Looking at the purple-faced corpse, he was shocked and hurriedly went to report to Su Qi.
After Su Qi arrived, he took a closer look and pointed under the boy, "What is that?"
Lin Mu quickly asked someone to remove the boy's body.
Seeing clearly what was pressed under him, he was stunned for a moment and said: "Master Xiang, could it be that he was bitten to death by a scorpion?"
Under the boy, there was a scorpion that was so black that it turned purple.
Su Qi looked around and said calmly: "Bury him properly and give his family a sum of money."
"Let someone prepare the deworming powder so that nothing like this happens again."
"Yes, Prime Minister."
The originally frightened servants of the Su family learned that the servant was accidentally poisoned by a scorpion. Their panic gradually calmed down, and they dispersed and continued to do their own things.
Lin Mu took care of the body of the doorman, hesitated for a moment, wrote a letter and sent it to the Third Prince's Mansion.
The Hall of Nourishing Heart.
Mo Jinming sent someone to take the little beggar to the mass grave, while he himself returned to the Second Prince's Mansion.
Fu Beixian found an excuse to run away and went to the Forbidden Army training camp to train the Forbidden Army who needed to lose weight.
In the hall, only Mo Rongyan and Su Ruotang were left.
Mo Ronyan put his forehead on one hand and leaned on the low couch with his eyes closed to relax.
Long eyelashes under the eyelids cast thick shadows.
The beautiful facial features are half hidden in the light.
Dark, slightly curly hair hung down from his chest and wrapped around the back of his cold white hands.
Magnificent and bewitching.
Su Ruotang held her chin in her hands, admiring the beauty without blinking.
Sensing her gaze, Mo Ronyan slowly opened his eyes and looked back at her, "Have you seen enough?"
Su Ruotang shook his head honestly: "No."
As a senior facial makeup artist, even Mo Ronyan’s hair has been designed to enhance her aesthetics.
Just looking at his beauty can make you feel better.
Of course, the premise is that he doesn't speak.
Mo Rongyan waved his sleeves lightly, as if chatting, "Tan Ming and his wife will pass through Yunzhou when delivering food."
Su Ruotang's long eyelashes trembled, a little surprised, "Will the Queen move this batch of food and grass in Yunzhou?"
"But there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the border. If there is a problem with food and grass, it will not be good for her."
The consequence of the destruction of the country is the death of the family.
Mo Ronyan's eyes were clear and clear, as if he could see through everything, "It will be Old General Gu's birthday in seven days. What Mo Xiaoya has prepared is a blood coral worth ten thousand gold."
Su Ruotang instantly understood what he meant, and her peach blossom eyes suddenly widened, "The queen wants to exchange uncle's rice and grain for money? And then buy blood coral?"
Mo Rongyan's thin-lipped smile remained unchanged, and the overflowing tone revealed a bit of chill, "Not only the blood coral, Mo Xiaoya also collected a blood jade in Jiangnan."
He has experienced battlefields and knows the hardships of soldiers.
Therefore, when the secret guard found out that the queen had secretly tampered with the soldiers' rice and grain, he could hardly suppress the murderous intention in his heart.
In the past few years, the Queen and Mo Xiaoya had been secretly cultivating their own power, and he didn't bother to care.
But they should never extend their hands to hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
Su Ruotang looked a little anxious, and pursed her red lips, "Your Highness, the deal you and I made before, I will help you detoxify the cold poison, and you will protect Tan Mansion, does it still count?"
Mo Ronyan raised his eyes: "Of course."
Su Ruotang instantly felt relieved and began to dig a hole, "Your Highness, you will save my uncle and aunt, right?"
On the battlefield, rice and grain are extremely important to soldiers.
The actions of the Queen and Mo Xiaoya undoubtedly touched Mo Rongyan's feelings.
But she couldn't guarantee that Mo Ronyan would protect her uncle and aunt and escape safely.
She didn't discuss it clearly with him at that time, she only said to protect Tan Mansion.
Missing arms and legs can be considered as protection.
Hey, if I had known that the terms were negotiated at that time, I should have added a sentence to ensure that everyone in Tan Mansion was unscathed.
Mo Rongyan lazily raised his eyes and hummed softly.
Even if she didn't say anything, he would have someone investigate the matter.
Although there is no news yet, it is true that Mo Xiaoya received blood coral and blood jade.
He didn't have that much money, so the only way was to get the rice grain shipped by Tan Ming.
Pay a deposit first and make up the balance after the rice is sold.
Su Ruotang stretched out her slender fingers and poked the man's noble wrist bones, "Thank you."
The girl's soft and waxy voice is as silky as summer, sweet and soft, seductive.
As she moved, the bracelet on her wrist dangled and lightly touched the man's cold white wrist.
Mo Rongyan lowered his eyes, looked at the fat rabbit, and raised the corners of his lips, "Third Princess, how are you going to thank me?"
