Chapter 1784 - Fake News (1/2)

Chapter 1784: Fake News

Translator: Misty Cloud Translations  Editor: Misty Cloud Translations

The news about Murong Hui’s poisoning and his wound could not stop bleeding quickly spread throughout Vast City, and the entire Duke Manor was shrouded in a dark cloud.

In those two days, bowls of blood-enriching decoctions were continuously sent in, and pots of blood kept coming out. People on the outside couldn’t get in, and they were anxious about the situation inside.

But Sima You Yue gave an order not to allow anyone to enter, and they couldn’t know the specific situation inside.

Based on the previous situation, even though Murong Xi was favored by Murong Hui, her status in the Duke Manor was not high, and many people would not take her words to heart. But this time was different. The steward Murong Lin personally executed the order, and the clan elder personally took the seat, and no one dared to violate her order.

But in Murong Hui’s room, there was no such anxious atmosphere outside, but rather relaxed and cozy.

Murong Hui and the little old man were playing chess on the bed, Murong Lin was watching them and Sima You Yue was playing around with medicinal materials. She chopped up the medicinal materials sent in from outside to extract the essence, then put it in a bowl and put it on the ground.

Blacky on the ground sniffed, and then lazily closed it’s eyes.

“If you aren’t gonna drink, go back.” Sima You Yue threatened.

Blacky protested twice, and obediently drank everything. In order to express its own little emotions, it ate the bowl together, and bit it fiercely.

The movement here attracted the attention of the other three people. Seeing Blacky’s grievance, they all smiled and shook their heads.

“If it doesn’t want to drink, don’t force it.” The little old man was embarrassed.

Sima You Yue continued to fiddle with the medicinal materials, without raising her head and said: “These medicinal materials have to be tried, or do you come, Ancestor?”

The little old man looked at the medicinal herbs in her hand and shook his head, “You should let your little dog give it a try.”

Blacky opened its eyes and glared at him, then reluctantly closed it again.

Murong Hui was about to play chess, and when he heard that she had to study the medicinal materials, he said, “Xi’er, how long will I have to stay here for?”

“Father, your injury has not healed yet, you have to stay for at least three or five days!” Sima You Yue said, “By then, Uncle Lin would also have picked out the mole.”

“Do you really think this is something that a mole has done?” The little old man asked.

“I don’t believe in coincidences. Too many coincidences are gathered together, and that is because of ulterior motives.” Sima You Yue said, “Why would you encounter so many sacred beasts on your way back? Why is it that after Father returns, only Elder Fu who can heal him disappears? Why does he have this kind of poison that will not be found without bleeding? And the person who can poison his Father must be able to approach him. Adding all these things together, it’s hard not to make people doubt it!”

From the time she knew that Elder Fu was not here, she felt that way, everything was too coincidental, and the coincidence made her feel that it was not a coincidence at all!

“Then, who do you think this mole will be?” Murong Hui asked.

“Father, don’t you all already have a suspect? Why are you asking me for?” Sima You Yue pouted, “I don’t care about those things, I only need to heal my Father.”

“I’m really curious, how many things do you know?” The little old man said, “Medicine, alchemy, array, what else can you do?”

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