Chapter 6 — He Used To See Me As A Decoration, Now He Begs Me Not To Leave

I did not answer his question, on the contrary, I asked the opposite. It seemed my calmness had completely angered him.

“Isn't that right?”

Tieu Can Ngon shouted in a cold voice.

"Tan Chieu, I thought that after you cured your mother-in-law's illness, you truly repented. I didn't expect you to remain so stubborn and unchangeable, so cruel!"

"Sinister?"

I burst out laughing. The laughter was very soft, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

“Your Majesty, what I fear more than cruelty is stupidity.”

I no longer paid attention to him, but went directly to the pile of debris and slowly squatted down. Everyone looked at me with crazy eyes. I didn't touch the flower branches, but just scooped up a little soil and brought it to my nose to smell it. After that, I looked towards the flower room manager who was standing next to me, trembling with fear.

“Uncle Liu, I ask you.”

“What kind of water is this pot of ‘Phoenix Blood Lily’ normally watered with?”

Uncle Liu was stunned for a moment and stammered out an answer:

“Back when… back when the Princess was young, she used spring water from the back of the mountain, let it sit for three days before watering it.”

“What about fertilizing?”

"Every... every fortnight, fertilize once with bean cake fertilizer that the farmer brews himself."

I nodded, stood up and brushed the dirt from my hands. I looked towards Thuc Phi, the voice was not loud, but enough for everyone in the hall to hear clearly.

"Shu concubine, even if someone doesn't break this flower pot today, it won't last more than three more days."

As soon as these words were uttered, the whole hall was immediately frightened. Thuc Phi got angry and shouted:

"The lake's nonsense! My flower pot is so good, don't be here to make fun of them!"

"Whether it's demon language or not, you'll know at a glance."

I went next to the tool rack, picked up a small flower shovel, then squatted down again, carefully removing the layer of soil from the roots of the orchid pot. Very soon, the black roots appeared before everyone's eyes.

“Everyone look.”

I pointed to those roots.

"The roots of 'Phoenix Blood Glaze' were originally supposed to be white. But now all of its roots have turned dark brown, and have even begun to rot."

Everyone immediately leaned closer to look, and sure enough, it was true. I pointed down at the soil next to me.

"Furthermore, people also mixed a large amount of grass and plant ash into this soil."

"Ash from plants and trees is alkaline, but orchids like acidic soil. Using alkaline soil to grow flowers that like acidic soil is like drinking poison to quench thirst."

“In a short period of time, the amount of alkaline substances from the grass ash will cause the flowers to bloom exceptionally brightly, but in no more than half a month, the entire tree roots will definitely rot completely.”

The words I say are like heavy hammers, fiercely pounding into everyone's hearts. Thuc Phi looked at the rotten roots, her face pale. Tieu Can Ngon's pupils suddenly shrank sharply. He stared at the roots of that flower pot, his lips moved slightly but was completely speechless. I slowly stood up, my eyes swept across the entire hall, finally stopping on To Khinh Nhu's bloodless face.

"There are really not many people who can come into contact with this flower pot and have the opportunity to move their hands and feet half a month ago."

I walked to the front door of the flower room and pointed to an unattractive hidden corner on the floor. That place There are a few faint footprints.

"This is the print of Van Cam's soft shoe that Miss To often wears. The size and pattern match perfectly."

After that, I looked at the close maid who was always following To Khinh Nhu.

“Ash from plants and trees on hands will leave black stains between the nails that are difficult to clean off.”

“This younger sister, can you show your hand for everyone to see?”

The maid immediately fell to the ground with a "thump" sound, her whole body shaking like a leaf. The truth has become completely clear. Initially, To Khinh Nhu's plan was not simply to break the orchid pot and slander us. She had been secretly interacting with "Phuong Huyet Luu Ly" since half a month ago. Plant ash is mixed into the soil not to make the potted orchid die immediately, but to let it rot little by little from the inside.