The reborn daughter of the Marquis Mansion takes over the world

Fu Yurong walked back to the table, picked up the porcelain bowl and opened the chicken soup stewed by Ning Ziqing. Just when she was about to serve the soup, Huo Yunjue hurriedly stopped her and said, "My highness does not want to drink chicken soup now."

With a hint of disgust in his tone, he looked at the exquisite porcelain cup next to him and asked, "What is that?"

"Back to Your Highness, it's black fish and yam soup. Black fish is warm in nature and sweet in taste, and it can nourish the kidneys, while yam can replenish the heart and replenish qi. The combination of the two can play a good role in recuperating the body and promoting wound healing. That's why the little girl made it. I want to give this medicinal meal to His Highness to help him regain his health."

When Fu Yurong saw him asking about her medicinal diet, she explained to him repeatedly.

"Drink this for me!" Huo Yunjue pointed with his finger.

"Yes." Fu Yurong immediately covered the chicken soup can with an obvious smile on her lips.

After a while, she carefully brought the black fish and yam soup she made to Huo Yunjue's bed, scooped up a small spoonful from the bowl, blew gently, and then gently handed the spoon to Huo Yunjue. Jue's lips.

Huo Yunjue opened his lips, and Fu Yurong gently put the spoon into his mouth.

"Your Highness, please drink slowly and don't burn it." Fu Yurong reminded him softly, her expression gentle and concerned.

"It tastes good. I didn't expect the third lady to be so good at cooking. His Highness likes it very much." Huo Yunjue looked at her with a smile on his lips.

Fu Yurong was a little embarrassed by his praise, and lowered her eyes shyly, "Your Highness the Fourth Highness is so complimentary, I cannot bear it."

As she spoke, Fu Yurong fed Huo Yunjue another spoonful and specially praised her: "The third sister is better at cooking. She makes the chicken soup with great care. Would your Highness like a bowl?" Fu Yurong asked him.

Huo Yunjue glanced at the chicken soup can on the table and frowned quickly, his face half darkened with a hint of anger.

"No need, Your Highness doesn't want to drink her chicken soup." Seeing that Huo Yunjue was a little angry, Fu Yurong felt happy in her heart.

"My Highness thinks that Miss Third, your craftsmanship is better. Could you please make a medicinal meal for His Highness every day and send it to Qingshuang Garden?" Huo Yunjue asked after drinking a bowl of fish soup in her hand, his eyes full of expectation. .

After hearing this, Fu Yurong was overjoyed. She tried her best to suppress her excitement and responded quickly: "My little girl is willing."

"Then thank you for your hard work, Miss Third." Huo Yunjue looked at her gratefully, his face full of joy.

"It's not hard work." Fu Yurong waved her hands twice, stood up and tucked Huo Yunjue's quilt, "Your Highness, Fourth Highness, has a good rest, so I will leave now and come back tomorrow to deliver medicinal meals to His Highness."

Fu Yurong suppressed her laughter and asked Huo Yunjue with concern.

"Miss Third, walk slowly and be careful on the road." Huo Yunjue smiled at her and spoke in a very soft tone.

Fu Yurong was fascinated by his handsome face, her cheeks flushed slightly, she bowed shyly to him, then turned around and left with the maid.

After Fu Yurong left, Huo Yunjue immediately stopped his smile and shouted sternly toward the door with a gloomy face.

"Weiyu, throw away the chicken soup on the table!"

Fu Yurong, who had not gone far, couldn't help but smile proudly when she heard his words.

Sitting inside the Fu Mansion, Ning Ziqing watched Jiang Quhan diagnose Mr. Fu's pulse with a solemn expression.

Seeing his serious expression, Ning Ziqing was very worried whether Mr. Fu's condition would worsen.

After a moment, Jiang Quhan slowly withdrew his hand.

"How is my grandfather?" Ning Ziqing asked him hurriedly.

"Not very optimistic." Jiang Quhan leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice, "Someone is still poisoning your grandfather."

"What!" Ning Ziqing exclaimed loudly after hearing this, and Jiang Quhan quickly winked at her.

The two of them looked around, and Ning Ziqing suddenly called out all the servants serving in the room.

She asked the servants to wait outside, "Grandpa woke up soon and wanted to talk to me. He didn't want to be disturbed." After giving the instructions, she immediately closed the door and returned to the bedside, asking Jiang Quhan anxiously: "What's going on? thing?"

"The poison your grandfather was poisoned with is a poison called "Wolf Hissing Wind". This poison is colorless and odorless, extremely difficult to find, and extremely toxic. People who are poisoned by this poison will suddenly suffer cardiac arrest or suffocate to death. Jiang Quhan explained to her, but there was doubt on his face, "It's just..."

"Just what?" Ning Ziqing asked eagerly.

"Judging from your grandfather's poisoning, it seems that he did not ingest a large amount of "Wolf Hissing Wind". This is something I can't understand." Jiang Quhan frowned in confusion.

"It stands to reason that people who are hit by wolf's hissing wind will soon die of physical exhaustion, but your grandfather surprisingly survived for more than a month!" Jiang Quhan said, with a trace of suspicion in his eyes, and then fell into deep thought.

This wolf's hissing wind is a rare herb that grows on the grasslands of Qianye Kingdom. Historically, only the royal family can use it to make poison, and the refining process is also very troublesome.

Why does this herb appear in Cangzhou?This made Jiang Quhan feel a little confused.

"You just said that my grandfather can still be saved?" Ning Ziqing looked at Mr. Fu worriedly, feeling very worried and uncomfortable.

"It is possible to save him, but he must find the person who poisoned him. Otherwise, your grandfather's body will not be able to bear the repeated detoxification and poisoning!" Jiang Quhan reminded her.

"Okay, I'll find the person who poisoned me." Ning Ziqing was furious, "When I find him out, I will kill this person with a thousand knives!"

Ning Ziqing was so angry that she gritted her teeth, with a cold look on her face. She clenched her hands into fists and dug her nails into her palms. She didn't expect that someone in the Fu family would dare to poison Mr. Fu.

"How are you going to find it?" Jiang Quhan asked her back, with a trace of doubt on his face.

"Call everyone out and interrogate them one by one. Even if Fu Mansion is turned upside down, I will find that bastard!" Ning Ziqing was furious, with a fierce look in his eyes, and he was very emotional.

Seeing this, Jiang Quhan tapped Ning Ziqing's head with a folding fan, "My little ancestor, if you do this, you will alert the poisoner. He will be more careful to hide his whereabouts, and it will be even harder to catch him." Yes." Jiang Quhan glanced at her with disdain, his face full of disgust.

Ning Ziqing stared at him, "What should I do? I don't have any clue right now!" Ning Ziqing looked a little confused.

"I'll help you." Jiang Quhan raised his eyebrows, "If you want to poison your grandfather, it must be done by someone who can get close to him. First, we have to start with people from Shihe Curie. Moreover, Fu Mansion The miscellaneous people who have been coming and going recently cannot be spared. Especially those newly purchased slaves, girls and handymen need to be questioned carefully." Jiang Quhan suggested to Ning Ziqing.

After listening to Jiang Quhan's words, Ning Ziqing gradually calmed down, agreed to his proposal, and discussed some specific methods with him.

At this moment, Mr. Fu woke up on the bed, saw Ning Ziqing, and excitedly raised his hand and called her: "Manman."

Ning Ziqing hurriedly walked over and checked Mr. Fu's physical condition with concern.

Jiang Quhan opened the folding fan with a smile and swayed it leisurely.

When he heard Mr. Fu call Ning Ziqing Manman, he couldn't help but joked: "Oh, so you have a nickname? Ning Manman."