On the first day after she was dressed as a widow, her mother-in-law would nail her into a coffin and bury her.
Su Qingwan kicked over the brazier and held the silver hairpin to her throat: "We will die together."
The successor of modern forensic toxicology, she did not panic at all when her whole house was ransacked and her family was exiled. She took advantage of the night to rummage through the entire government, emptied the warehouse, and gave the sister-in-law who bullied her a bowl of "madness medicine" as a supplement.
On the road of exile, the old, weak, sick and disabled family acted like monsters every day. She has poison in her left hand and meat in her right hand: "If you obey, you will eat meat; if you make trouble, you will eat poison."
In less than half a month, the domineering mother-in-law learned to collect firewood, and the delicate little girl learned to make a fire.
When she arrived at the border, she set up a stall selling medicinal foods, bought herbs from barren mountains, and led her family to climb out of the mud pit.
When life was just booming, the rough Han Junhan next door used the excuse of seeing a doctor to get food every day, and even dared to climb on her kang at night.
Until the assassin attacked at night, the rough man tore off his mask - he looked exactly like the "dead husband" on her memorial tablet.
Su Qingwan squeezed the poisonous needle tightly and sneered: "Is the consultation fee enough for crawling on my bed?"
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