Chen San shuddered, shrunk his neck and continued.

"Miss Jin said that she would try to entangle Dong Jin's family later and let me take the opportunity to put a packet of medicinal powder into the fish head and tofu soup."

"Later, Jin Dong's family brought the finale of fish head and tofu soup."

"Miss Jin took me over. She was pestering her boss to talk about something, so he let me hold the dishes he was carrying for a while."

"I took advantage of the situation and put the medicinal powder Miss Jin gave me into the tofu soup."

"Afterwards, Miss Jin rewarded me with another twenty taels of silver and sent me to play in other counties for a few days before coming back."

"I was thinking about going to the gambling house to get some money, so I stayed here secretly..."

"Ouch..."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone kicked him hard in the chest.

Luo Fengtang stepped forward and hit Chen San in the face with his sandbag-sized fist.

"You bastard, you poisoned the soup and framed us. I'll beat you to death!"

One punch caused Chen San's mouth and nose to bleed.

One more punch.

Chen San spit out his two front teeth.

After the third punch, Chen San vomited the overnight meal mixed with gastric juice and bile all over the floor.

Luo Fengtang wanted to fight again, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"I also wanted to cut this beast into pieces, but if I beat him to death, there would be no way to overturn the case."

She persuaded Luo Fengtang.

"He is a witness. We have to rely on him to testify against Jin Feng who was behind it."

Luo Fengtang understands this.

So when he punched, he was cautious.

It's just a lesson, letting the other party suffer, but it won't really hurt his life.

"What should we do next? Send him to the county government?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

She has other plans.

"Let Chen San be handed over to Brother Xu Mang first and let him take care of it for us. I have other things to do," she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

…

After delivering Chen San to Xu Mang, Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing found a breakfast shop on the roadside and sat down to have something to eat.

"The witnesses are all there, why don't we go to the county government office to overturn the case for my third uncle?"

When he was eating wontons, Luo Fengtang asked in confusion.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The people's hearts are like iron, and the official law is like a furnace."

"Even if we have solid evidence, we may not be able to get my father out of jail smoothly."

She analyzed.

"This matter is not like an ordinary dispute case. It involves the county magistrate and his noble friends in the capital."

"The nature can be big or small!"

She sighed.

When she said this, his previously relaxed mood due to catching Chen San was suddenly cast into a dark cloud again.

"Then what should we do next?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and uttered one word: "Wait!"

"wait?"

He was surprised, "What are you waiting for?"

"My lord!" she said.

"If we want to get through this storm properly, we still need noble people to deal with it. This is the best way!"

Hearing her words, Luo Fengtang suddenly thought of someone.

"Qing'er, could it be that you are talking about her?" His eyes lit up and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "That's her!"

It was at Yihechun Medical Center in Qingshui Town.

The noble lady she met by chance.

Her attire and the pattern marks on her clothes suggest that she is a royal wife of the imperial court.

In Wanghai County, the only person with the title of royal wife is the wife of the county magistrate.

Yang Ruoqing then sent a tael of musk to the noble lady's son who had a heart disease to save his life.

One tael of musk is worth eight taels of silver.

Yang Ruoqing gave it away for free just to test whether that noble lady was as fond of petty gains as rumored!

Now, the vine that escaped earlier has come into use.

Luo Fengtang said: "Okay, I'll do as you say, we want to rescue Third Uncle, and we have to be absolutely sure!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Only then did a smile appear.

But he couldn't laugh.

He frowned, with guilt on his face.

"This matter has turned around, why are you still looking downcast?"

She blew on the wonton in her spoon, glanced at him, and asked in confusion.

His brows furrowed even more.

He said in a muffled voice: "In the final analysis, this matter happened because of me."

"I was also implicated in the crime that my third uncle suffered!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and then understood what he was referring to.

She smiled lightly and said, "It's not your fault!"

"It's Jin Feng, she's narrow-minded."

"For the sake of selfishness, crazy revenge has affected so many people. It is extremely stupid to be so reckless!"

Yang Ruoqing said.

After this crisis has passed, she will terminate the business relationship with Juweixuan in advance.

On the opposite side, Luo Fengtang understood this truth.

But it's still hard to let go.

"I thought she was just a spoiled and unruly young lady," he said solemnly.

"Now I realize that her heart is really vicious!"

"Brother Xu Mang has seen the remaining medicinal powder from Chen San. It is a poison that can make food moldy."

"If you eat too much, your life will be at risk!"

When Luo Fengtang said this, his face became solemn.

Yang Ruoqing was also frightened for a while.

"Fortunately no one was killed!" she said.

"Come on, let's have a full stomach first, and then go back to the inn to rest!"

She put a wonton that was warm in the spoon and handed it to his mouth.

"Come on, open your mouth!" she said.

Luo Fengtang looked around and saw diners on other tables peeking and snickering in this direction.

His face turned a little red.

I wanted to shake my head, but Yang Ruoqing's voice came again: "Hurry up, my hands are sore!"

He opened his mouth and took the wonton.

"This is so good!"

She smiled.

He glanced sideways at the diners on the side who were peeking and snickering in this direction.

What are you looking at?

Have you never seen others show affection?

After eating and drinking, the two returned to the inn.

"Qing'er, please rest first. I'll go to the backyard to get a basin of hot water."

He picked up the tub and left the house.

Soon, he returned to the house with a basin full of hot water.

Yang Ruoqing sat on the stool beside the table, holding a bowl of hot tea in her hand, her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Qing'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

He put the wooden basin in front of her and leaned over to touch her forehead.

He touched his own again.

"It's not hot..." he murmured.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and gave him a smile.

"I don't have a fever, but my stomach feels a little uncomfortable. I'm afraid I drank the cold wind," she said.

"I made some hot water, boiled my feet, and then went to bed and lay down."

As he spoke, his tall body squatted down.

He held one of her little feet and took off her shoes and socks.

Yang Ruoqing was slightly startled.

"How can I ask you, a man, to wash my feet? I will do it myself!"

She tried to pull her foot back, but he stopped her.

“There are not so many taboos!”

he said.

Soak her little feet in the warm water.

Then he took off the shoes and socks on her other foot.

Her feet were ice colder than ice cubes.

He can hold it in the palm of his hand.

Is the girl freezing?
Chapter completed!