Peerless Consort Wants to Divorce

Song Yunqian thought about it, but it was certain that there was poison in the pastries, so he pondered for a moment and asked Zai Ling, "Did you make the pastries in the big kitchen or in the small kitchen here?"

Cai Ling replied, "This servant was made in the kitchen and no one approached me!"

Song Yunqian said to Zhuge Ming: "Let's go to the kitchen to take a look."

Zhuge Ming said: "Alright!" He then looked at Zhai Ling and said, "You will go with us. I want to know what materials you have for the pastries. You said that you did not poison the pastries, so I believe you, but you have to find out from the ingredients!"

Cai Ling stood up and said, "Yes!"

Wen Yi also went along, but Ke Er insisted on going, so the maid supported her and helped her along.

Ling Ling took out all the ingredients needed for the cake and placed them on the table, "These are Lotus Root Starch, these are flour, these are cassava flour, these are osmanthus flour, rice flour, eggs, and so on. They're all here!"

Zhuge Ming examined them one by one and asked, "How is it?"

Zhuge Ming shook his head, "None of them are poisonous!"

Cai Ling froze for a moment. "This …" But all my pastries are here. "

Zhuge Ming then checked some plates and pots, as well as any utensils that he would use, showing that they were not poisonous.

Ke Er was enraged, she did not care about her weak body, and rushed over to slap Cai Ling, "These things have no poison, if it wasn't you, who else would it be? You clearly know that all of these pastries are made for big sister to eat. Why did you poison her? Are you trying to put me in the wrong place? "

Cai Ling knelt down while crying, "Miss, do you believe in this servant? This servant really didn't poison her. This servant doesn't know why this happened."

How could Ke Er be willing to believe it? She then turned to Song Yunqian and said: "Drag him down for a good interrogation, if you don't hit her, he won't admit it, if something like this happens in my house, I won't let it go even if I don't ask for it clearly!"

"If you admit to it now, I can still take it lightly. If you continue to quibble about it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The Spirit Harvester continuously kowtowed as he cried out his injustice. His tears and snot mixed together, making him look really miserable.

Song Yunqian shouted: "Men, drag her away for this king and interrogate her in detail!"

The guard came through the door and replied, "Yes!" He picked up the kneeling Zhai Ling and was about to leave.

Wen Yi looked at the materials and suddenly shouted, "Wait!" She asked Ziling, "Are you sure all the materials are ready?"

When Cai Ling saw Wen Yi shouting for her to stop, she immediately got rid of the guard's hand and knelt down, "Dr. Wen, your servant is wronged, I did not poison you!"

Wen Yi said in a soft voice, "Answer my question, have you gathered all the materials?"

Cai Ling raised her head to look at the items on the table, then turned her head to think for a moment and said, "They are indeed all here."

Wen Yi said: "Then your pastries, won't you put sugar in them? I eat the pastries, they're sweet. "

She picked up the jar and placed it on the table, saying, "There is, there is a sugar brick, this sugar is originally sugar bricks, for convenience's sake, this servant will grind it all into powder, this way you don't need to boil it into syrup."

Zhuge Ming went up to inspect the powdered sugar, he looked carefully at the powdered sugar, he used the silver needles to insert them in, and then took out a ladle of water from the pot. He placed the powdered sugar in the water, and melted the entire powdered sugar, then poured it back into the pot and added a handful of firewood.

He said, "The powdered sugar is poisonous."

Song Yunqian asked sternly: "Where did you get your sugar brick from?"

It was taken from the storage room. In the past, there were a few big kitchens, but later on Imperial Concubine Rou said that it had been used for a long time, so all the materials were kept in the storage room. If the kitchen was used, he went to look for the big girl, Night Qing, by his side to take them.

Song Yunqian's face sank as he said: "Come, let's go to the warehouse!"

All the materials in the storeroom, including sugar bricks, had been tested, and they were all non-toxic.

Song Yunqian gritted his teeth, turned around and said to Xiao San Zi: "Go to Imperial Concubine Rou's house, search thoroughly!"

Yang Luofan used to live in the Flying Soaring Pavilion. Two years ago, he moved to the Mo Yun Pavilion located at the east side of the Duke Palaces.

When Song Yunqian led the people in, Imperial Concubine Rou was sitting on a chair by the corridor, holding a handkerchief in her hand. Seeing Song Yunqian bringing the people in, she was not surprised, she only said quietly: "The Prince is here!"

Her gaze landed on Ke Er who was behind Wen Yi. A complicated look flashed past her calm face, but before Wen Yi could catch her, she had already recovered to her usual indifference.

Song Yunqian stared at Yang Luofan and ordered, "Search!"

Yang Luofan stood up, his frail body faintly trembling in the cold wind. She leaned against the pillar, neither asking nor speaking, his face ashen.

The guard searched through the powder at the bottom of the makeup table and handed it over to Zhuge Ming. Zhuge Ming took a whiff of it, then licked it a little and said: "It's a woman's heart!"

Song Yunqian raised his hand and slapped Yang Luofan, and said while gnashing his teeth in anger: "Why did you poison him?"

Yang Luofan was knocked to the ground by him. She reached out his hand to touch her face, and a mocking sneer slowly spread over her pale and mournful face. She suddenly raised his head to look at Song Yunqian, and said venomously: "Why? Why do you ask me? Don't you know? "

Song Yunqian was startled, "What do you know? Do you know how vicious your heart is? Do you know how cold-blooded you are? "

Yang Luofan began to laugh, his eyes cold as he stared at Wen Yi and said angrily: "Did you see it clearly? This was true cold-blooded. The woman he loved, whenever she received the slightest bit of harm, he would wish he could kill her. Back then, my sister was like this, but now, I am the same. These three years husband and wife, they didn't have the slightest bit of feelings for each other. In these three years, I have treated him like a walking corpse. He treated me coldly, so I made myself endure because I knew that he still couldn't let go of my sister. I waited, I told myself, until he changed his mind. I thought no woman would be able to break into his heart during this time. "However, there's actually a Doctor Lao Shi. I can't accept this. I've paid so much, and I've waited so long, and this is the result?" Her gaze returned onto Song Yunqian's face, revealing her unwillingness and hatred without any concealment, "If you had always been on my sister's side, then it would have been fine. But you fell for her, and now you're asking me why? Am I, Yang Luofan, so cheap in your heart? When you first married me, it was not because I forced you to. It was because you said that you liked me and wanted me to enter the sect. After entering the sect, you gave me a few days of warmth and sent me into a world of ice and snow.

Wen Yi's body shook a few times. Yang Luofan's words were like a needle that stabbed into her heart. Yes, that year, she snatched Song Yunqian away. Three years later, his soul had not dispersed, and she had returned to destroy Yang Luofan's expectations. Compared to Yang Luofan poisoning her, he herself was ten times more ruthless!

Song Yunqian said coldly: "Do you dare say that when we first married, you didn't use any tricks?"

Yang Luofan smiled lightly, "A method? You think that time was something I did? "That's right, I was indeed the one who arranged the trap to trap you in the temple, and I was the one who took the initiative to seduce you. However, if you don't have the slightest bit of affection for me, you can just leave!"

Song Yunqian was speechless. It was only because of her that time he was trapped in the broken temple, and it was also because of his that they married her so urgently.

Back then, half of his reason was to anger Yang Luoyi. At that time, he had a good impression of Yang Luofan, and he did not investigate whether it was love or not. He only felt that it was very comfortable getting along with Yang Luofan.

However, this mistake lasted for three years.

He stared at Yang Luofan, "Even so, this king has let you down. You have resentment, and can poison this king.

Yang Luofan stood up straight, and suddenly smiled, as if he was still that 15 to 16 years ago when he was still young and immature, and that smile still carried a bit of shyness, and the light in her eyes suddenly became tender and gentle, as it rippled with mist. The focus of her eyes was on him, it had always been him. When I think back at midnight and remember what you did to me, I told myself that all of my tragedies were caused by you. I should hate you to the bones, but in the end, I discovered that I would always forgive you with my memories.

Wen Yi turned her face away, not daring to look at the sadness on her face. Speaking of which, she had also caused Yang Luofan's tragedy to happen, if they had not shared a relationship back then, Yang Luofan and Song Yunqian would not be like this, even if they did not end up loving each other deeply. She felt a sense of guilt in her heart. She was already a person on the verge of death, even if Yang Luofan hadn't poisoned her, she still wouldn't be able to escape death. Why would she cause such a commotion again?

She pulled on Song Yunqian's sleeve and said with distress: "I'm not poisoned, and no one has poisoned me either. Let's end this matter here, okay?"

When he came into contact with the guilt in her eyes, he understood that she was going to let go of Yang Luofan and not pursue the matter of her poisoning him. He shook his head and said coldly, "This duke had said before that no one is to hurt you.

Wen Yi looked at him and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "She is Luo Yi's little sister, I hope she will be fine. This is what you and I owe her, understand? marquis only has such a daughter now, do you want him to be unable to pass on before his old age? "

Song Yunqian became silent. He did not agree that he owed the Yang sisters, but Wen Yi's last sentence, had undoubtedly moved him. Three years ago, when Wen Yi died, the marquis came to tell him that the woman who died in his arms was not Yang Luoyi. It was also on that day that he saw the deep sorrow in marquis's eyes. Old age losing a girl, tragic in the human world, he had already lost the first one, how could he bear to make him bear it a second time? Especially since the marquis Mistress' body is not in a good condition right now, if he gets any more stimulation, he might not be able to make it past this year.

Ke Er saw that Song Yunqian's expression was unsettled, and could not help but be angry: "Senior Brother, such a vicious woman, do you still want to let her go? She actually poisoned my pastries. Although she wanted to poison Dr. Wen, what if I ate those pastries? She's probably going to poison me too. "