She turned to arrange the accommodation, but after turning around, her smile vanished, and a hint of anger flashed in her slightly lowered eyes.
In the courtyard, Mu Qianyue lounged comfortably on a vine chair, with several maidservants kneeling respectfully beside her, peeling fresh lychees for her.
After a while, the Sixth Elder entered, "Your Excellency, here are your silver needles, and here is the flesh of the Young Lord."
With that, he placed the two trays in his hands on the nearby stone table.
Mu Qianyue sat up, waved her hand at the four maidservants, and they respectfully withdrew.
Turning her head, her gaze fell on the somewhat rotten flesh on the table. Mu Qianyue deliberately poked it with a dagger, studying it carefully and repeatedly.
After a long time, she frowned, "This poison is very rare. Its ingredients include bellflower, poison spiral flower, Poison Arrow Tree, belladonna, angelica, and others—eighteen types of toxic herbs in total..."
