Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!

Chapter 1: I’ve Actually Transmigrated

"Speak!""Did you mix pollen into the old lady’s tea?"

The housekeeper’s expression was grim, and the sound of whip after whip filled the entire firewood room with crackling noises.

"It wasn’t me... I didn’t... I..."

The woman’s voice grew weaker, and finally, her head tilted, and she fainted.

"Did we beat her to death? We haven’t gotten anything out of her yet."

"Barely gave her a few strokes, how could she be dead? She must be pretending. Splash her with a bucket of cold water and see if she wakes up!"

The two maids discussed it and then splashed a bucket of cold water on her.

Qu Fulan was awakened by such a bucket of cold water.

She slowly opened her eyes, bewildered by the scene in front of her. Wasn’t she just resting at home after tiring herself reading a novel? How did everything change upon waking?

Before she could figure it out, many unfamiliar images and information flooded her mind, causing a headache that lasted until she finally came to her senses.

She had time-traveled!

Meanwhile, the doctor summoned for Mrs. Pei diagnosed, "It’s wind-pollinated pollen. If the elderly lady inhales this pollen, she will develop hives and even run a fever just from inhaling it. Now it’s mixed into her tea and ingested... This symptom is beyond my ability. We need to promptly seek a renowned doctor for treatment, or there could be life-threatening consequences!"

Immediately, the old lady began to convulse and foam at the mouth, leaving the doctor helpless.

The famous doctor was far away, and traveling to and fro would take an hour. The person sent to invite the doctor hadn’t returned yet, and it seemed the old lady couldn’t wait any longer.

The entire Pei Mansion was in chaos.

Having pieced together the situation, Qu Fulan slowly spoke, "Let me out."o her.

This scene was observed by a little maid, whose eyes revealed an unwilling look. She stood there clenching her hands for a while, and finally, as if thinking of something, her mouth curved into a malicious smile.

That night, in a large room with eight sleeping pallets, after the lights went out and everyone was asleep, someone quietly got up. They tiptoed to another bed, lifted the quilt, placed something down, and then soundlessly returned to their position and slept.

Everyone was deeply asleep; no one noticed her actions.

Qu Fulan spent the whole night in a dazed sleep and only awoke hungry with nothing to eat, her wounds still aching, before being interrogated.

Yueyuan asked why she had poisoned the old lady, what the motive was, and who was behind it.

In order to quickly clear her name and get food, Qu Fulan didn’t waste words and said, "Finding out the culprit is simple. Everyone’s a maid, and anything they have would be hidden in the quarters. Search the room and you’re bound to find clues."

Yueyuan, with reservations, led people to the maid’s quarters to search for evidence.

The maids stood neatly to one side, watching as the housekeepers rummaged through their beds and cabinets as if looking for something. No one knew what had happened.

Only one maid’s eyes showed a victorious glint when a housekeeper searched the bed by the left wall.

The housekeeper first felt around, paused as if touching something, then decisively turned over the quilt and found a package lying there, unmistakably.

She sniffed it and confirmed, "It’s wind-pollinated pollen."

Yueyuan’s expression immediately darkened, and she said sternly, "Whose bed is this?"

The maids shivered for a moment before responding, "It’s Haitang’s."

Yueyuan sneered, "Bring the maid named Haitang here. Let’s see how she explains this!"