"Oh, you are so annoying! Do you dare to say that it wasn't the big brother who annoyed you that drove you to my place? What a shabby samurai, a pile of rubbish! There are so many people who can't even stand up to one of them, how can you still live with dignity?
I’m here to help them get out!”
Seeing Xiling Jinli yelling with a stinky face, Xiling Jinyue had no choice but to give up. Besides having a bad temper, bad character, bad thoughts, and bad actions, his younger brother also...
There seems to be nothing good left.
…………
At this time, Yuwen Haoyu's room in Yunshui Inn was suddenly busy again. At dinner time, Yuwen Haoyu went out and wanted to ask the waiter to get some nourishing food for Luo Ling to recuperate. When he came back,
Then he saw Luo Ling lying beside the bed, coughing non-stop and suffering from unbearable abdominal pain.
At first, he thought that when the windows were opened for ventilation, Luo Ling was forced into the cold air and caught the wind-chill, which caused her lung discomfort and cough. However, he stayed by and helped Luo Ling breathe smoothly for a long time, but she
It was still difficult to suppress it, until later, she actually coughed up blood. Seeing her covering her abdomen with her hands, her face pale and in pain, Yuwen Haoyu suddenly changed his face and quickly called the doctor to diagnose Luo Ling.
"This girl was poisoned by arsenic."
The slightly older doctor said to Yuwen Haoyu. As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room was stunned. Arsenic? In other words, someone gave Luo Ling arsenic?
Yuwen Haoyu's face was cold. He looked at Qing'er who was standing in the room with an equally shocked expression in disbelief. When Qing'er saw Yu Wen Haoyu looking at her coldly, she suddenly panicked and waved her hands repeatedly: "It's not me.
It’s not me, Brother Yu, it’s really not me…”
Seeing her hurriedly defending herself, Zhang Shaoliang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Yuwen Haoyu hadn't said anything yet, so why was she so anxious to deny it? Isn't this the three hundred taels of silver in this place? But suddenly, the words "Morning" appeared in Zhang Shaoliang's head.
When I met Qing'er in the corridor of the inn, I suddenly woke up and blurted out: "Ah, Qing'er, you can't be serious, your water..."
"What nonsense are you talking about! I didn't put poison in it. Although I wanted to do that, I didn't!"
When Qing'er saw that Zhang Shaoliang also looked suspicious, she immediately panicked and wanted to defend herself, but the more she defended, the more confused she became.
"Qing'er, you..."
Yuwen Haoyu's cold eyes hit her face, making her too frightened to look at her, but she kept defending herself in a low voice: "I really didn't, I didn't do anything..."
"It's me..."
Just when the atmosphere was tense, a timid voice suddenly tightened everyone's attention. Everyone looked over in surprise and saw Xiao Lan, whose body was trembling slightly. He lowered his head and took a few steps forward.
"What are you? Xiaolan, is it you?"
Not to mention Yuwen Haoyu, even Zhang Shaoliang didn't believe it. Who would believe that this guy could poison? Besides, what reason did he have for poisoning? More importantly, Luo Ling was his great benefactor and long-term owner.
He would only poison his owner if he had water in his head.
"I...sister only ate the food I sent today and the hot tea sent by Sister Qing'er. If it wasn't Sister Qing'er, it would definitely be me..."
After talking about it, the little guy's voice trembled. Zhang Shaoliang held his forehead. How could there be such a rule of thumb? But...