Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

Outside the tent, Mujia hid in a dark corner and stared at the tent coldly.

She saw Jiang Jingshu go in.

I don't know how the seventh Prince brought Jiang Jingshu here. Now as long as Jing is ready, you can see that Jiang Jingshu and the three princes of South Vietnam have made a scandal

Mujia sneered and her eyes were full of ignorance. She waited for this day for too long and couldn't wait.

Inside the tent.

Jiang Jingshu turned pale and retreated again and again, trying to get rid of Muluo's hand.

Muluo breathed heavily, his eyes were red, his eyes were full of red blood, as if he had lost his mind.

"Did you lead me with hairpin?" asked Jiang Jingshu coldly.

"Hoo..."

Muluo didn't answer. She pulled her back and wanted to jump on her. Jiang Jingshu's face changed greatly and couldn't keep calm. She shouted, "Muluo!"

The prince of South Vietnam is in a strange state at the moment. It seems that

She thought of something and her face became more ugly.

Mu Luo's face was unbearable and his whole body was hot. He had completely lost his mind and just wanted to seize the person in front of him. "Ah..." he made a deep beast like voice and rushed up.

Jiang Jingshu's face was pale, but she was calm. She touched the teapot on the table, picked it up and smashed it on Muluo's head.

The teapot cracked with a bang.

The blow exhausted her strength and hit it mercilessly.

Mu Luo's knot was solid and was hit. He was stunned, and blood oozed from his head.

Jiang Jingshu took a half step back and picked up the vase next to her. She can't blame her. If she doesn't resist, she will suffer.

Muluo took two steps trembling——

Jiang Jingshu raises the vase high and smashes it again.

Unexpectedly, Muluo doubled, fainted and fell to the ground.

Seeing Muluo fall, Jiang Jingshu breathed a sigh of relief. What's going on? Is it really Muluo who brought her here? However, he looks a little strange, like being drugged

She frowned, grabbed Muluo's hand and felt his pulse.

The meridians were disordered, and a stream of anger ran rampant. As expected, they were drugged!

Jiang Jingshu was vigilant. Subconsciously, she took out her handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose. Then she scanned around and saw a small incense burner in an inconspicuous place in the corner. The incense burner lit incense, and wisps of smoke rose and soon dissipated in the air.

It's strange that there is a censer in the tent, but I don't smell anything.

She went to open the censer, which was burning red incense. She didn't know what kind of incense it was.

Jiang Jingshu carefully smelled it. At the moment of smelling it, her heart was hot and dry, and there was a sense of irritability. "It's Qingxiang!" she immediately concluded that it was because of this incense that Muluo lost his mind.

Jiang Jingshu hurriedly covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief. The handkerchief was soaked with special herbs. It has the effect of refreshing and refreshing. It is the antidote of Qingxiang.

Now I'm glad I didn't get poisoned because I took a handkerchief with me.

"Someone wants to hurt me..."

The thief behind the scenes used his mother's hairpin to lead her to the tent.

The tent is burning with love incense. If she doesn't knock Muluo out in time, she will lose her innocence and make a scandal with Prince Muluo.

This is the purpose of those behind the scenes.

What a good plan!

Jiang Jingshu's eyes flashed a cold color and clenched her fist.

Who wants to hurt her and Muro? Mu Luo makes a scandal, and naturally can't be alone... The person who did it must have hatred for her and Mu Luo.

Jiang Jingshu thought for a moment and decided to wake Muluo up first. Her handkerchief can detoxify and discuss countermeasures after waking people up.

She went over and covered Muluo's mouth and nose with a veil.

Then he took out his silver needle and stabbed it into the acupoint on Muluo's head to stimulate him to wake up.

"Er..." Mu Luo murmured and opened his eyes. He felt dizzy and his forehead hurt. It seemed that he had been hit with a stone.

"My head..." he swallowed in pain and stroked his forehead.

Jiang Jingshu saw Muluo wake up and said calmly, "three princes."

Mu Luo narrowed his eyes and finally found his mind. His face was confused, "you, you are..." after a moment of confusion, his eyes suddenly became cold, and his whole body sent out a cold, undisguised killing intention.

"How brave! I even want to murder the prince!"

Muluo just waited for the thirteen princesses in the tent, but he waited for a long time and didn't wait for the thirteen princesses.

Gradually, he realized that his body was not right. A fire rose from his lower abdomen and his body was hot and dry. When he reacted, it was too late to leave the tent, but he was weak.

Then he lost his mind and couldn't remember anything.

Just vaguely remember that a woman with light fragrance came in. He couldn't help but pounce on him involuntarily.

The man is the woman in front of him.

Muluo's face was cold and his eyes were cold.

Jiang Jingshu frowned slightly and pulled out the slender silver needle without mercy.

"Ah!" Muruo screamed in pain, and his forehead was blue. "What are you doing!"

"See you're not sober, prick a needle to wake you up." Jiang Jingshu said faintly, "also, cover your mouth and nose with a handkerchief and don't inhale the incense in the house."

Silver needle? Incense?

Muluo noticed several silver needles on his forehead. He didn't know when they went in.

Suspiciously, he picked up the handkerchief and leaned close to his nose to smell it. The handkerchief exuded a fragrance and had the function of refreshing his mind. The fragrance cleared his mind a lot.

"You..."

Muluo immediately guessed something.

The woman in front of her eyes stimulated the acupoints with a silver needle and gave him an antidote veil to save him.

"What the hell is going on?" Muro covered his mouth and nose tightly with a handkerchief for fear of making the same thing as just now.

Jiang Jingshu saw that Muluo was clear headed, so she said, "it's obvious that someone wants to murder us. The incense in the house is colorless and tasteless. It's a kind of love incense."

"Qingxiang..." murmured Mu Luo. His face changed greatly. No wonder he was hot and dry. If he hadn't untied the poison, he would have lost his mind and occupied the woman in front of him.

He vaguely remembered that the woman in front of him was the one king Jin was going to marry.

"Three princes, how did you get to this tent?" Jiang Jingshu asked.

Muluo thought for a while and looked strange. If someone brought him here to harm him, it would not be princess thirteen who sent him a message.

He clenched his fist and lost himself.

"Someone asked me to meet in this tent. After I received the message, I entered this tent."

"I see, that's right." Jiang Jingshu nodded, and things were roughly the same as she guessed. "Someone used my mother's hairpin to lead me here, in order to frame us both."

Mu Luo raised his face and stared at Jiang Jingshu, "frame?"

"Yes, the three princes of South Vietnam live in the same room with Princess Jin. It will be a great shame if it is spread."

Jiang Jingshu's words were calm, as if she were talking about very ordinary things.

Mu Luo's eyes widened, clenched his fist, and his heart was full of anger, "who is it? Who is so brave to murder the prince!"

"There's no way to know. It should be someone who hates both of us."

Mu Luoteng stood up and went out angrily.

"Wait, where is the third prince going?" Jiang Jingshu shouted to him.

Muluo stopped, turned his face and said coldly, "I'm going to kill that man! Whoever dares to provoke me will pay a price!"

Jiang Jingshu chuckled, "does the third prince know who is behind the scenes?"

"I don't know." Muluo frowned, "but I'll find out and tear the man to pieces!"

"Ha ha." Jiang Jingshu smiled, laughing that he couldn't use his brain. Obviously, there was a more convenient way. Why bother to find someone. She looked at Muluo and said, "I have a way to lead the man who is hiding in the dark."

"Do you have a way?" Muruo's face was half convinced, and some didn't believe what the people in front of him said.

"Yes."

Jiang Jingshu is full of confidence. As long as she does so, the person who prepares the play in the dark can't help showing up.

Mu Luo's eyes twinkled and decided to listen to what she had to do, "what should I do?"

……

Mujia hid in a dark place and stared at the tent with a sneer.

She saw Jiang Jingshu enter the tent and haven't come out yet. She must have been hit.

Just wait a moment and attract a group of people to catch their traitors on the spot. They will lose their reputation and can't lift their heads in the capital from now on!

How can a broken flower / willow deserve the king Jin? Waiting for Jiang Jingshu will be the end of quitting her marriage and will be abused by the whole capital. Saliva alone can make her unable to lift her head.

Mu Jia smiled coldly, and his body and mind were relaxed.

Before long, she will have a good play to see

At this time——

The tent suddenly opened and a figure ran out in a panic.

Mu Jia was stunned. What's going on? How did you let that bitch escape? Incense was clearly lit in the tent. Muluo should have been caught. How could it

Mujia looked stunned and saw that Jiang Jingshu was pale, her hair was messy, and her clothes were stained with a lot of blood.

Blood?

Jiang Jingshu ran out in a panic. For a moment, she accidentally tripped over a stone on the ground, fell heavily, and the dagger in her hand fell.

The dagger is covered with blood and looks shocking.

Mujia looked at the dagger and was stunned, "blood? Did... Did she kill Muluo?"

She had never expected such a situation.

Her plan is to let Muluo and Jiang Jingshu go about their business and be caught / raped on the spot. Since then, the two people have fallen into disrepute. But now the situation is... Jiang Jingshu stabbed Muluo with a dagger.

She didn't expect that Jiang Jingshu would carry a dagger with her. In a panic moment, she stabbed someone to protect herself.

Jiang Jingshu runs away in a panic.

Mu Jia was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.

"Did she really kill Muluo? Muluo is dead...?" murmured Mujia, with a dignified face and rapid thoughts in her mind. How should her plan continue.

A moment later, she smiled coldly.

"That's better."

If Muluo died, he wouldn't compete with her for the post of ambassador of South Vietnam.

Jiang Jingshu assassinated the prince of Nanyue. Her crime is unforgivable. The end can be imagined. It must be miserable. Even King Jin can't protect her.

"Ha ha... Jiang Jingshu, it's no wonder that I am. You're trying to die!"