I was pampered like a treasure after being married off to the young marshal, but my father and broth

"A conflicting pulse indicates poisoning caused by the interaction of medicinal properties."

Upon hearing this, the room instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The old women exchanged glances and pursed their lips.

The medicines are incompatible? The prescription last night was written by the Third Young Mistress herself. If they are incompatible, wouldn't that be admitting that there is a problem with the prescription?

"How could I be poisoned?" The old lady asked, her face filled with panic.

Shang Sheyu straightened up, her gaze sweeping over everyone in the room. Knowing what they were thinking, she said calmly, "The prescription I wrote is absolutely correct. It consists entirely of mild and nourishing medicines, and there's no way it would cause such a severe reaction, unless..."

Unless someone added something else to the medicine.

She turned around, her gaze sweeping around the room before finally settling on the maid who had been brewing the medicine the night before: "Where are the dregs left over from last night's brewing? Let me see them."

The maid trembled slightly under Shang Sheyu's gaze: "When I brought the medicine over last night, the medicine pot on the stove had vanished."

Shang Sheyu frowned.

That means the dregs of the medicine are gone too.

That's too much of a coincidence.

She looked around and ordered, "Go find it."

This was clearly intentional.

But who is the target? Is it her, or Quan Huai'an? Or is it an attempt to kill two birds with one stone?

Her voice wasn't loud, but everyone could definitely hear it.

However, none of the servants inside the house moved.

Everyone looked at each other, as if they were rooted to the spot.

The atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Shang Sheyu's expression grew increasingly cold.

She had just entered the family, her position was unstable, and she was suspected of being a thief crying "stop thief!", so of course they were unwilling to listen to her.

"Are they all deaf?!"

A sharp shout broke the silence.

The old lady suddenly slammed her hand on the bed and sat up, her face grim. Her sharp gaze swept over every servant present, and her military-like aura instantly emanated from her.

"The Third Young Mistress's words are my words. Anyone who dares to disrespect her is disrespecting this old woman and the Quan family!"

Si Nan pointed to the door: "Anyone who disobeys, pack your bags and get out of the Quan Mansion right now! The Quan family doesn't tolerate disrespectful and unruly servants!"

Everyone trembled with fear and knelt down in fright.

"Please calm down, Madam!"

"Why aren't you going to go find it?"

"I'll go right now!"

A group of people scrambled out of the building, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Shang Sheyu glanced at his mother-in-law, feeling a warmth in his heart.

The words "family" that Quan Tuo uttered last night echoed in my mind once again.

"Xi'er, go and change the basin of hot water."

Xi'er was quick and efficient, and soon brought over some hot water.

She soaked a towel, wrung it out until it was half-dry, folded it, and placed it on Quan Huai'an's burning forehead. She then had someone loosen his collar and wipe his neck and armpits with warm water to cool him down physically.

It was somewhat inappropriate for a new bride to handle these matters.

Moreover, in this era, the principle of strict separation between men and women must be strictly observed.

But the old lady was also helping out, and no one dared to say anything.

As the temperature dropped, Shang Sheyu went to his desk, picked up his pen, and wrote down another prescription.

"Granny Yan."

She handed over the prescription, saying, "It's dawn, the clinics in the city should be open by now. Please go there yourself and get the medicine according to this prescription."

This medicine contains several potent antidotes that the Quan family pharmacy does not carry.

She didn't feel comfortable letting someone else do it.

Granny Yan naturally knew what Shang Sheyu was thinking, and she took the prescription and went to do it.

No sooner had Granny Yan left than footsteps could be heard outside.

Immediately afterward, a servant rushed in carrying a dark, grimy medicine pot. "Found it! Found it! Madam, Third Young Mistress, the medicine pot has been found!"

Si Nan abruptly stood up: "Where did you find it?"

"It's buried in the snow behind the small kitchen," the servant said, wiping his brow. "The snow was so thick that we had already walked quite far away, but thanks to the watchdog, which has a keen nose, it managed to dig it out."

Shang Sheyu quickly stepped forward.

The medicine pot was still covered in dirt and snow, and the lid was half open.

She reached into the bottom of the jar and grabbed a handful of wet, black dregs.

I brought it close to my nose and smelled it, then carefully fiddled with it a few times.

Among a pile of dark brown herbal residue, a few irregularly shaped, slightly lighter-colored fragments of rootstock stood out.

He picked up the fragment with two fingers, put the rest of the dregs back into the jar, and held the fragment up to his eyes for a closer look. His face instantly darkened.

really.

She turned and handed the fragments to Si Nan: "Mother-in-law, this is Pinellia ternata."

The old woman, unfamiliar with medicine, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with Banxia?"

"In the prescription I wrote for Huai'an last night, one of the main ingredients was aconite, used to warm the yang, dispel cold, and stop diarrhea." Shang Sheyu's voice was clear and cold, and every word was firm and resolute. "Medical books say that among the eighteen incompatibilities, aconite is incompatible with pinellia. Aconite is the root of aconite seed, and its medicinal properties are incompatible with pinellia. When used together, it is extremely poisonous. In mild cases, it can cause high fever and convulsions, and in severe cases, it can lead to organ failure and death."

The old lady was terrified. She swayed and had to hold onto the bedpost to steady herself.

"Who is it?"

A murderous glint flashed in her eyes: "Who wants to harm my grandson?!"

Shang Sheyu looked at the little maid kneeling on the ground.

"Did you stay by his side the whole time he was brewing the medicine?"

This maidservant is definitely not involved in this matter. She is responsible for brewing the medicine and was still here when the incident occurred, so she obviously knows nothing about it.

The young maid was terrified, her face ashen, trembling like a leaf, her forehead pounding heavily on the ground: "Madam, spare me! Third Young Mistress, spare me! I didn't know, I didn't know anything..."

"Don't be afraid."

Shang Sheyu squatted down and helped the man up, reassuring him, "I know this has nothing to do with you. You just need to tell me the details."

The young maidservant felt a surge of energy and nervously swallowed hard, trying to recall the events carefully.

A moment later, she opened her eyes wide and hurriedly said, "Last night when I was brewing medicine, I suddenly had a stomachache, so I went to the outhouse. On the way, I met Er Gou, who was on watch, and asked him to watch the fire on the stove for me. I was gone for about fifteen minutes..."

"Bring them up!"

Si Nan roared angrily.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a commotion of dragging sounds and shouts erupted from the courtyard.

"Let me go!"

"What are you doing!"

"Let go!"

Two strong guards dragged in a servant wearing a coarse cotton-padded coat and kicked him hard in the back of the knee. The servant staggered forward a few steps and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"That kid was sneaking around trying to climb over the backyard wall, and we caught him red-handed!"

The young maidservant looked closely and exclaimed, "It's him! I asked him to help watch the fire!"

Upon seeing the scene inside the room, the servant's face turned pale, and he avoided eye contact, not daring to look at anyone.

Si Nan stared down at him, her voice low and menacing: "Did you bury the medicine pot? Did you also put the pinellia in there?"

Er Gou's lips trembled, and he clenched his teeth so tightly that he didn't say a word.

"Okay, this is a tough nut to crack."

Si Nan sneered, "Guards, bring out the family rules. I want to see if your words are tougher than the Quan family's whip!"

Upon hearing this, Er Gou suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with panic and confusion.