Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

Song Yuan tried her best to behave as usual, and when she was alone in the room, she turned around to look for the medicine bottle with lingering fear.

She was too flustered just now, but she remembered that the antidote bottle was vaguely hidden near her right hand.

That night, taking advantage of the darkness as a cover, Song Yuan sneaked out of the room and gave the young master the antidote.

After successfully completing this task, she felt relieved, and stayed in her room without crying or fussing, waiting for the good news to come.

At dusk of the next day, the golden sunset shrouded the gloomy and oppressive mansion. Before the darkness came, there was finally a big commotion in the mansion.

Song Yuan was overjoyed, she lay down by the window and listened to the discussions of servants coming and going.

"Who would have expected such a thing to happen!"

Song Yuan secretly smiled.

She knew that she must have a way out!

The girls glanced at the courtyard not far away, and said with sad eyes: "Young master is so pitiful. He has been ill for two years, and after all, he was taken away by Lord Yan..."

"Who said it wasn't, alas, the eldest young master is so unlucky, if it wasn't for the routine doctor's pulse diagnosis this afternoon, we still haven't found out that he is out of breath!"

"Fortunately, the little general has been consulted, and he has allowed people to burrow into the ground for peace. It's hot today, and if they are left in the room for a long time, the corpse will probably stink..."

The girl who said this secretly glanced around, afraid that someone would hear her talking about the rights and wrongs of the master's family.

Suddenly meeting the eyes of the person by the window, she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to say any more, and left quickly.

"Come back! You come back! Make it clear, he is a good, bold girl, dare to curse the young master!"

Song Yuan couldn't believe what the servants said, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and when it was time to deliver dinner, she almost rolled off the couch in panic.

After grabbing the visitor and asking for a while, Song Yuan sat down weakly.

The cold ground seeped through the clothing and covered the skin densely.

She shivered in fear.

With empty eyes slowly focusing on the bottom of the bed, Song Yuan crawled over and dragged out the heavy box.

Two identical green pomelo bottles occupied her full attention.

"what!!!"

Song Yuan seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in the world. She was frightened and frightened. She kicked her legs back and forth, trying to stay away from the items in the box.

"Could it be...Could it be, take it wrong..."

She murmured dire conjectures.

Only yesterday when someone came to deliver food, she hid the medicine bottle in a panic.

It must be that time...

She looked at her hands in a daze, tears streaming down her face in fear: "I killed someone, I killed someone..."

In the beginning, she only wanted to let the young master remain seriously ill in order to satisfy her own selfishness, but by mistake, she failed to save someone but killed him instead!

Song Yuan panicked, she just felt that she shouldn't hide the poison and antidote under the bed, in order to avoid the incident, she had to take these two things out of Ji's mansion as quickly as possible and dispose of them!

Otherwise, the evidence is conclusive, and she will die!

When the servants from the mansion came to deliver the food again, Song Yuan knocked her out from behind, hurriedly changed her clothes, and dressed up in disguise, almost like the unconscious girl.

While the people outside the door were changing guards and yawning, she buried her head in opening the door, quickened her pace, and finally escaped from Ji's mansion.

With people coming and going on the street, Song Yuan threw two medicine bottles into a car of waste that was about to be burned. It was not until she saw the car driving into the fire with her own eyes that her heart accelerated and pounded, and finally returned to normal.

As long as the vial is destroyed, no one can condemn her.

Suddenly, Song Yuan saw a dejected and decadent man.