The Alluring Concubine: The Eldest Miss

Chapter 458 Dark War (7)

"What's the matter?" An Zhicheng stepped forward and asked Han Yu.

The latter didn't even look at him, like a furious lion, he hugged Hanxue and walked away from An Zhicheng, leaving behind a sentence of "Ask Feng Qiwu!" before walking away.

An Zhicheng's face also turned ugly for a moment, and he looked up at the door of Furong Hall. Su Yuan stood there with a worried face, and when he saw her, he said, "Madam asked you to bring someone in."

"Got it." An Zhicheng turned around with a dark face, and said in a cold voice, "Go in!"

The name Furong Hall is not just for fun, the place is really big, Feng Qiwu and the others only occupy a small area for eating, and the place doesn't look crowded when more than 23 maids and shadow guards go in. An Zhicheng honestly stood in front of Feng Qiwu's left, "Mrs. Hui, from the chef to the servant girl, the shadow guard, there are a total of [-] people who have handled today's lunch, and they are all here."

Feng Qiwu nodded, sitting on the grand teacher's chair with a big horse and a golden knife, the wife of the lord was put on ten percent, her eyes seemed to scan back and forth among the 23 people, and finally her eyes fell on the chef Lao Mo "Old Mo, today's lunch is served by you, right?"

Old Mo walked out tremblingly, "Returning to Madam, today and before, as long as the meal is ordered by the Lord and Madam, the old slave will be in charge."

"Oh!" Feng Qiwu nodded clearly, "Then at noon today, and before, did anyone tell you about the food preferences of the Lord and me?"

"No." Lao Mo shook his head like a rattle.

"Lie!" Feng Qiwu suddenly raised his voice.

Lao Mo trembled in fright, and knelt down on the ground, "Madam, please forgive me, this old slave is just a cook, I dare not lie to deceive Madam!"

"No one told you that the dishes on this table include all the special dishes from the four countries of God Bless the mainland, and they all suit my appetite. Lao Mo, you are amazing. You know more about this seat than the roundworms in my stomach. What about the taste?"

Feng Qiwu's eyes were like sharp knives, and he cut Lao Mo's face one by one, not to mention Lao Mo, even the servant girl who was standing by the side waiting for Feng Qiwu to ask questions was scared into fights Trembling, those shadow guards are okay, they don't change their faces, no matter whether they did something or not, this attitude does not disgrace Feng Qiwu.

"Tell me, who made this soup?" Feng Qiwu said, and Su Yuan, who was standing aside, put the mushroom and duck soup and casserole that he had prepared earlier in front of Lao Mo.

Lao Mo almost buried his head in the casserole, and said with tears: "This old slave made his own decision. Hearing that Hufa Xue and his wife were both pregnant, he made this pot of soup smartly, but this old slave really didn't drink it. It's poisonous, Madam, please be careful!"

Lao Mo, a chef, has such an attitude towards Shang Feng Qiwu, the famous wife of the lord, but Feng Qiwu didn't say to let her get up, he just winked at Su Yuan, and Su Yuan left. In front of a group of servants and maidservants, "You have seen what happened just now. Someone dared to poison the lady's meal. Don't think that if the lady is sitting here safe and sound, you will be fine. Hanxue is my guardian of the underworld. My wife and my wife are like sisters, so if you are sensible, recruit early, otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel and merciless!"

"Su Yuan, why don't you go and see Han Xue first, I don't know what kind of poison she has, is it serious or not, can cold rain do it?" Seeing Feng Qiwu handing over the matter to Su Yuan, Fu Rong hurriedly He came up to talk to Su Yuan, trying to find a chance to see Han Xue to determine if he was really poisoned.

Su Yuan said angrily: "Aunt Lan has already passed by. Waiting for him, I don't know how much Han Xue will suffer. If he has the ability, he won't let Han Xue be poisoned, and he still has the face to blame Madam. She will be happy if the co-authored wife is poisoned!"

Like Han Yu's resentment towards Feng Qiwu, Su Yuan complained about Feng Qiwu's grievances, but from Su Yuan's words, Fu Rong also heard some brows, "Why does Han Xue's poisoning have something to do with Madam? There are many people, so Han Xue was poisoned alone?"

"What do you mean, how many more of us do you want to be poisoned?" Su Yuan vividly performed the image of a person who was dizzy by the poisoning incident. After finishing speaking, without waiting for Fu Rong to explain, he said: " I will give you time to think about it, if no one admits it, then you can only hand it over to the dark hall, I think you all know where it is!"

Su Yuan's voice was full of ruthlessness that didn't match her youthful temperament, and those shadow guards who hadn't changed all the time trembled in fright, and then a shadow guard stood up, "Master Su Yuan, my subordinates don't know Who did the poisoning, but my subordinates have heard Furong tell Lao Mo some preferences of the madam and the lord, including diet and life."

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Su Yuan walked up to the shadow guard, "Do you know the consequences of not reporting what you know?"

"This subordinate knows." The shadow guard showed regret, "But at that time, this subordinate thought that Furong was just trying to please the lady and the lord who came from afar, so I didn't think too much about it."

"I didn't think about it that much." Su Yuan whipped his whip on the ground angrily. "I didn't think about it that much before. When I told you that Madam's food was poisoned, didn't you think about it too much?"

Su Yuan walked over and whipped Lao Mo, "Didn't you say that you don't know Madam's dietary preferences, and it's human nature to please the Lord and Madam. No one will say you're wrong, why don't you dare to admit it?"

"Ah!" Lao Mo let out a scream, and then he was worried about the presence of Feng Qiwu and Shen Youliehan, so he resisted screaming again, but Furong spoke. She didn't talk to Su Yuan this time. Talking, but facing Feng Qiwu and Shen Youliehan sideways, "My lord, madam, please don't embarrass these people anymore. Those who poisoned me are not among these people."

"Oh, what do you say, do you know who poisoned it?" Feng Qiwu raised his hand to stop Su Yuan's movement, and looked at Fu Rong, "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, they didn't bear it." Yes, it may not fall on you."

"Your subordinate understands." Furong knelt down and saluted. "When my wife and the lord were still in Weiyang City, my subordinate took in a female guard with strong spiritual power and skill. The ones given to the shadow guards are a bit similar, so the subordinate asked that person to follow his subordinates until yesterday, and he was not found again, and all the favorites of the Lord and Madam were all told by the subordinate. .”

"The person you took in?" Feng Qiwu didn't say much, "Draw it out, try to be as detailed as possible."

Hearing this, An Zhicheng immediately took out the paper, ink, brush and inkstone and put them on the table beside him. Fu Rong knew that if this matter was not resolved early, the fire would burn herself sooner or later, so she walked to the table neatly, Sit on the ground and draw.

Feng Qiwu ordered: "Let them all go down, how to deal with it, you can decide for yourself."

"This subordinate understands." Su Yuan took the guards out to arrange the follow-up matters. The poisoning incident in the room was already a big deal, so Lan Xin casually called a few maidservants to clean up the cups and dishes, and turned around. Looking at Shen Youliehan and Feng Qiwu, "Tell me, could this person be Liu Yan?"

"Impossible." Feng Qiwu directly vetoed, "If she had this ability, she would have killed me long ago, why bother to give me this kind of medicine."

"So sure?" Lan Xin looked sideways at Feng Qiwu. In fact, Lan Xin had never met Liu Yan a few times, and with Lan Xin's identity and arrogance, she might not have met someone like Liu Yan Remember, the reason I can still have a little impression of my current position is because Liu Yan was so shameless back then.

"Of course." Feng Qiwu spit out two words calmly, and then looked at Shen Youliehan with a smile that was not a smile, "If this person is really like what Fu Rong said, I'm afraid he doesn't hate me, but covets us. Honorable Lord, what do you think?"

A fire burned to himself in an instant, and Shen Youliehan, who was engrossed in watching the play, deeply felt that the phrase "people sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky" that Feng Qiwu often shouted was really not just to make him laugh .

Turning his face away, facing Shang Lanxin's schadenfreude smile, Shen Youliehan only felt that his head was a little dizzy, and he didn't care about the presence of outsiders, so he pulled Feng Qiwu into his arms, "The person who coveted me came from God Bless the Continent." Isn't this place all wiped out by you, madam? Besides, with you here, who would dare to covet me?"

"What do you mean, think I'm blocking your peach blossoms?" Feng Qiwu's messing around was enough to give Shen Youliehan a headache, what was wrong, but that person gave Feng Qiwu slipped the abortion pill, if it wasn't Coveting him is really unreasonable.

Shen Youliehan pressed the person into his arms, "I have such a big and invincible peach blossom shield here, I can't see or touch other peach blossoms, I'd better find your peach blossom!"

"Tsk tsk, I said, can you be more detached?" Lan Xin's teeth were sour, she couldn't help reminding the two of them, Feng Qiwu pushed Shen Youliehan away, "Stop making trouble, think about it carefully." , who on earth can chase here, even if they are old acquaintances, they probably have disguised their faces, and I don't think Fu Rong's painting will be of much use!"

"That's not necessarily true." Lan Xin didn't express her opinion on Fu Rong's series of suspicious actions before and after, but when she heard Feng Qiwu say this, she asked directly: "Fu Rong, may I ask you a question?"

Fu Rong was lowering her head to draw a picture, when she heard the words, she said without raising her head: "Madam, if I know, I will definitely answer."

Lan Xin said casually: "I know what, I'll ask you, if someone is standing in the middle of a group of people with disguise, can you tell who is disguised and who is not?"

As Shen Youliehan's right-hand man, Fu Rong, drawing portraits is a piece of cake for her. When Lan Xin asked, she had already got up, and walked over with her painting " That depends on the level of the disguiser."

(End of this chapter)