On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 1735: Night Visit to Mrs. Qiu



Chapter 1735: Night Visit to Mrs. Qiu

When Eighth Aunt heard the question asked by Yan Ruyu, she still did not think about it.

"No, when Mr. Qiu was born, he was so clean. Not to mention birthmarks, he didn't even have a mole."

"I gave him a bath, and he was even cleaner, whiter and tenderer after the bath. I even asked Madam Qiu what she ate on a daily basis, and how the little boy was born so white, tender and cute."

"Mrs. Qiu said that Mr. Qiu bought some high-quality bird's nests and asked her to stew them with milk every day. I guess that's why."

"Because such children are rare, Mr. Qiu is a very affectionate person, and Mrs. Qiu is also smiling, as if she is soaking in a honey pot, so I was very impressed."

Yan Ruyu could clearly remember that Qiu Keshi's mistress, a woman named Su, had once mentioned Qiu Keshi's characteristics, including two moles on his body.

Moreover, she and the coroner had checked and confirmed that it was indeed present.

I asked about some other things. It turned out that my eighth aunt was a midwife and she didn't know much about what happened after the baby was born.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe said goodbye.

As soon as he got on the carriage, Huo Changhe asked, "Yu'er, is there anything wrong?"

Yan Ruyu narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Prince, before you came back, I saw Qiu Keshi's body and asked his concubine. There were two moles and scars on his body."

Huo Changhe looked a little stern: "But the midwife just now said with certainty that Qiu Keshi had no birthmark or mole. Could it be that the midwife is old and remembered it wrong?"

Yan Ruyu shook her head: "I think it was that mistress who was lying."

"My Lord, I have to meet someone tonight."

"I go with you."

First they returned to the palace, and Yan Ruyu went into the kitchen herself to cook a few dishes. After Huo Changhe took a bath and rested, he drank a small pot of juice tea, and all his tiredness was swept away.

The two went to the eldest lady's courtyard and had their meal together. When the eldest lady saw Huo Changhe returning safely, she finally felt relieved. She also blamed him for always leaving Yan Ruyu behind and being busy all the time.

The two men comforted the eldest lady, had dinner, strolled in the garden, and exchanged news of the past few days.

Upon learning about Yao Xiaochen's situation, Yan Ruyu asked, "What is the prince's plan?"

Huo Changhe sighed softly: "He did do something wrong and is guilty. For the sake of his grandfather, he did not hesitate to stir up such a big disaster. Although what happened later was not what he wanted and he was not aware of it, it was caused by him after all."

When Yan Ruyu heard the words he used, she knew that he was moved by sympathy.

"Faults should be punished, merits should be rewarded. Your Highness understands this principle better than I do."

"Yes," Huo Changhe said seriously, "I will not let him go, but I am really worried about leaving him in Shencheng, so I will bring him to Youcheng and ask Governor Cao for help to put him in jail and act according to the law."

Yan Ruyu was silent for a moment: "He was poisoned outside the Great Wall, which is not subject to the laws of this dynasty."

"I do have an idea."

Huo Changhe said expectantly: "What? Yu'er, tell me about it."

"Doesn't he know how to use poison? We'll start working on the farm in a few days. Li Chengshi and I have agreed to plant a lot of grain this year. I heard from the tenants on the farm that there are always some pests in the fields every spring and summer."

Huo Changhe was stunned: "You want to..."

"Let him put on shackles and work in the fields, researching how to poison pests without damaging crops. This is also letting him use his expertise to do what he likes."

Huo Changhe laughed out loud: "Okay, okay, let's do as Yu'er says."

This is much better than being locked up in prison.

"This is the best labor reform," Yan Ruyu couldn't help laughing.

"Reform through labor, that's a good term. I have to write it down."

It was almost time and it was already dark. Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe set off, leaving the house quietly without taking anyone with them.

The night is dark, and the autumn mansion seems even more desolate.

Qiu Keshi's body had been brought back and placed in the mourning hall, with white candles burning high and the air filled with incense. Servants were standing guard, paper money was constantly thrown into the brazier, and the sound of crying never stopped.

It is said that a senior monk from the temple will be invited to come tomorrow to pray for the souls of the dead.

It can be said that it was a very grand occasion.

But this could not offset Mrs. Qiu's sadness. She fainted several times from crying and was carried back to the yard.

The maids and servants in the yard dared not even breathe, and tried their best not to make any sound.

Mrs. Qiu fainted and woke up, and fainted again.

When Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe arrived, several maids and servants had just arrived in the outer room. There was one person left in the inner room, so any slight noise could be heard in the outer room.

He threw a mist ball to knock the maid unconscious. Huo Changhe pointed at the door of the house and stood guard for her at the outer door.

Yan Ruyu walked into the room lightly, took out the antidote and a bottle of wind oil, and let Mrs. Qiu wake up first.

Mrs. Qiu was in a daze. She looked under the light and Yan Ruyu was secretly frightened.

When I met Madam Qiu before, although she was not stunningly beautiful, she was well maintained, with black hair and brocade clothes. She looked much younger than her actual age. Among her peers, she was considered outstanding.

When I saw him today, he was lying in bed, his skin was sagging, he looked very old, and his hair at the temples was turning white.

It can be seen that the death of her son was a great blow to her.

Mrs. Qiu opened her eyes and the figure in front of her gradually became clear. When she saw it was Yan Ruyu, she was stunned for a long time.

"you……"

"Mrs. Qiu."

When Yan Ruyu started to speak, Madam Qiu woke up completely and struggled to get up.

"Madam, there's no need to be so polite. Just lie down," Yan Ruyu handed her a small bottle of Fengyoujing, "apply a little on your forehead or under your nose, it will make you feel better."

Madam Qiu was startled, then took it and thanked him, "Thank you, Princess."

"I wonder what the princess wants for your late night visit?"

Mrs. Qiu was extremely tired and didn't want to respond in a roundabout way.

Yan Ruyu also understood and asked directly: "Madam Qiu, I understand your grief over the death of the young master. However, there is one thing I would like to confirm with you, Madam."

"Princess, please speak."

"Does Mr. Qiu have any scars on his body?"

Mrs. Qiu nodded: "Yes, I got it accidentally when I was playing when I was a child. It's a triangular scar, but it's very small."

"Then he broke his leg, but you can't tell from the outside."

Yan Ruyu asked again: "So, what about birthmarks or moles? Are there any?"

Madam Qiu shook her head: "Not really. My son was born very fair and tender. I remember my eighth aunt who delivered him said that it was rare to see such a clean child."

Mrs. Qiu said, tears welling up in her eyes again: "I have held him in my arms since he was very young, and he grew up slowly. I know him very well, what he has and what he doesn't have."

Yan Ruyu remained silent, and Madam Qiu suppressed her grief and wiped away her tears.

"I wonder what the princess means by asking this?"

The person is dead, why are you still asking these questions?

Yan Ruyu did not answer, but asked: "Madam Qiu, after Master Qiu's body was brought back, it was placed in the mourning hall. Have you ever seen it?"

"Of course, I cried and fainted in the mourning hall several times before the maids brought me back to the courtyard."

"Princess, what do you mean?"


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