Shi Qiu was puzzled: "Empress?"

Zhou Yun suddenly came back to her senses, and she waved to the kneeling maid on the ground: "Okay, you go down."

After the maid left, Shi Qiu sighed softly and said softly:

"This princess is looking at stupidity. Before her death, she said something that I didn't know whether to hate her or pity her."

Just now, the maid was from the main courtyard. The princess entered the mansion late, and her grandmother had been in charge of the backyard for a long time. It was not difficult to ask the main courtyard to have a more eyeliner.

All the conversation between the prince and the princess was reported to the empress by the maid.

Zhou Yun drooped his eyes in a depressed manner, and she said:

"Look, you used to be so resentful to her, but now you feel complicated when you hear these words."

After a moment of pause, Zhou Yun pursed his lips and said the second half:

"Then what do we think in our prince's mind?"

Shi Qiu was stunned, and she barely raised her hand to stroke the scars on her face.

Yes, she felt relieved of the princess with such hatred.

What would the prince think as the prince's pillow?

Zhou Yun looked at her movements, then reached out to stroke her cheek, and Zhou Yun said word by word: "Does Zhuang Yisui really don't hate me? I don't know, and I am too lazy to care about a dead person."

Shi Qiu looked up in confusion and looked at the Empress, wondering what she meant.

Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes and said softly:

"But I have to be careful. Shi Qiu must know that living people will never be able to fight for the dead."

Whether Zhuang Yisui is sincere or careful calculation.

Anything that is about to die will inevitably have an impact on me.

Shi Qiu opened his eyes wide and said, "Then, Empress, what should we do?"

Zhou Yun wrapped the veil around her fingers little by little. She turned her head and looked at Jin'er who was playing with her fingers in the cradle. Every word was filled with coldness: "You must tell her to die and not be at peace!"

She turned her head slightly and looked at the potted plants moving with the wind by the window, her eyes darker.

The tricks that originally planned to deal with Zhuang Yisui in the future may now be earlier.

In the study room in the front yard, Fu Yun sat at the desk with expressionless face, and he lowered his eyes to the ancestral book.

——This backyard is uneven, my god, you have to take up seven points!

Zhuang Yisui's words during the day kept echoing in his mind.

Fu Yun gradually tightened his eyebrows.

He leaned towards Zhou Yun because he was afraid that Zhou Yun would be wronged.

But what if Zhou Yun suffered later was all because of his bias?

A trace of fatigue flashed across Fu Yun's eyebrows, and he raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

These trivial matters in the backyard are sometimes much more complicated than the disputes between the previous dynasty, making people feel overwhelmed.

Suddenly, the study door was pushed open, and Zhang Chong hurried in and said in a panic: "Master! The concubine is in a coma!"

Fu Yun's face suddenly changed. He stood up and walked out immediately without caring about asking for details.

When he arrived at Jinheyuan, there was a burst of crying in Jinheyuan. As soon as he opened the bead curtain, he heard Shi Qiu's more swallowing voice: "Doctor, how is my empress?"

Doctor Qiu frowned: "A sign of poisoning."

Fu Yun angrily lifted the curtain and walked in: "In just half a day, how could the concubine be poisoned?"

There was a kneeling in the room.

On the couch, Zhou Yun was not only pale in his face, but just as if he was asleep, lying quietly on the couch.

But the noise in the room did not wake her up.

Doctor Qiu knelt on the ground and said:

"When you say that the prince, this poisonous woman, according to my opinion, the poisonous concubine was poisoned for not a day, but was constantly penetrated into the concubine's body."

Fu Yun's face was gloomy, holding Zhou Yun's hand, his palm was cold, and he looked at Doctor Qiu coldly: "Continuous seeping in?"

Doctor Qiu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He looked at the potted plant beside him and said, "It's not a big deal to use this powder alone. Gan Lianhua is needed as a medicine guide. There is a pot in the concubine's room."

Shi Qiu looked at him in his sight and immediately knelt down:

"Prince! This flower was sent from the flower house! The empress stayed when she saw that it was blooming well."

Fu Yun's eyes sank sharply.

Who can be such a person who has the mind and ability to calculate?

He asked coldly: "Is there an antidote?"

Doctor Qiu was a little embarrassed: "This Jiufen mainly grows in Quling in the south, and the same is true for the antidote. If you want to prepare the antidote, it may take three days to go to Quling to get fresh medicinal materials yourself."

After a pause, Doctor Qiu frowned and added:

"This prescription is very troublesome, but those who poison should have an antidote."

Fu Yun's heart sank and then he stood up with a cold face: "Take good care of your master."

Shi Qiu didn't dare to see his horrible face and nodded quickly.

Fu Yun quickly walked out of Jinheyuan, and Zhang Chong hurriedly followed behind him, but saw his master's face cold.

Fu Yun only felt that he was quite ridiculous.

Fortunately, he really believed Zhuang Yisui's nonsense, why don't he hate Zhou Yun?

Quling in the south?

If he remembers it correctly, the mistress of Zhuang Mansion came from Quling.

The mother of Zhuang Mansion is Zhuang Yisui's biological mother!
Chapter completed!