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Zhao Yuanzhi quickly put her finger to her lips, motioning for her to stop talking.

Yu Di quickly shut her mouth and looked outside the door.

Zhao Yuanzhi walked over quietly and abruptly opened the door.

"Fewer than Benefactor." Huian said anxiously.

"Young Master Hui An?" Zhao Yuanzhi's expression changed slightly. She wondered if Huian had heard her conversation with Yuanzhi earlier. " What are you doing here? "

"No, nothing. It just so happens to be passing by. " Hui An's eyes were evasive, and he was hesitating to speak.

Zhao Yuanzhi thought to herself. It seemed that this nun had heard the conversation between Qi'er and me. This matter must not be leaked, or else Qi'er and I would have to continue suffering in this damned Fu Jue Temple.

"Master Hui An, there's something in my room that I have to trouble you to take a look at." Zhao Yuanzhi said calmly with a faint smile.

After a moment's hesitation, Hui An followed Zhao Yuanzhi into the room.

"Even more than Sir, what do you want me to help you look at?" As Zhao Yuanzhi closed the door behind her, Hui An looked around and suddenly felt uneasy.

Zhao Yuanzhi stepped forward and pointed at a painting on the wall. She smiled.

"Master Hui An, I just want you to take a look at this painting."

"This painting …" Wuan raised his head doubtfully and looked at the painting on the wall.

Zhao Yuanzhi quietly picked up the vase on the table and threw it at the back of her head as she turned around.

Huian turned at the sound of the wind, but it was too late. The vase went straight for her head. In a panic, Huian grabbed hold of Zhao Yuanzhi's clothes and tugged hard.

The vase emitted a crisp sound and shattered into pieces on the ground. Huian's eyes widened as his hand slipped off Zhao Yuanzhi's body. Blood flowed from his forehead, and he fell to the ground with a loud thud.

"You, you dare to kill me?" Huian spat out a mouthful of blood, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

"Mother, you, you killed, you killed!" Not much more than Qi standing on the side, scared pale, pointed at Huian panic-stricken.

Zhao Yuanzhi also raised her hands in panic, and for a moment, her mind was in a complete mess.

"This, this …" Although Zhao Yuanzhi was ruthless, this was the first time she had taken someone's life with her own hands. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Trembling, she crouched down and placed her finger on Hui An's nose. Her body abruptly trembled as she knelt on the ground.

"How is it? Mother, is she dead? " Yu Yu asked with a stammer.

Zhao Yuanzhi nodded with a dazed look in her eyes. Moments later, Zhao Yuanzhi's pupils constricted, and her face darkened to a terrifying extent.

"Qi'er, we need to get rid of this nun's body as soon as possible. If we are found, we will be in big trouble."

"But, but mother, how should we deal with such a big person?" She was so pale that she couldn't even muster the strength to move her arms and legs.

Zhao Yuanzhi calmed herself down, and her eyes turned cold as she thought to herself.

"Well, yes, she was thrown into the well in the backyard. "Qi'er, before it's too late, help mom to get her out of here."

"Mother, your daughter can't move her hands and feet." Yu Qi's body trembled and her face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

Zhao Yuanzhi could not count on Qi, so she told her to wait in the room. She stood up, checked outside, and then dragged Wuan An's body out to the backyard.

Zhao Yuanzhi sneaked all the way to the well, panting heavily.

"You came looking for me yourself, don't even come looking for trouble with me when you're a ghost." Zhao Yuanzhi gritted her teeth and pushed Yi An's body into the well.

"Splash!" Water splashed out, spraying Zhao Yuanzhi with a splash. She hurriedly dodged. She didn't even have time to look at the corpse before she walked back in a flustered manner.

Inside the house, Zhao Yuanzhi hurriedly closed the door and sat on the ground. She placed her hands on her chest and panted heavily.

"Is … is everything settled already?" Yu Yu asked with a panicked tone while still sitting on the ground.

Zhao Yuanzhi nodded with a pale face, struggling to get up.

"Qi'er, this is not the time to be scared." It's up to you whether we can leave this damn place or not. Get up, there's suddenly one person missing in the temple. They'll find out soon enough. We must leave as soon as possible, or else we will not be able to escape responsibility. "

Yu Yu Yu shivered and struggled to stand up. She sat down on a chair, picked up a cup of water, and drank all the tea in it in one gulp.

"Mother, what should we do next?" After a while, Qi Yu's expression softened and she asked seriously.

Zhao Yuanzhi gritted her teeth and pondered for a moment.

"Right now, I can only pretend to be sick for mother. "Qi'er, go and find that old nun Jing Ci. Tell her mother that she fainted and she has to find a doctor."

Yu Yu nodded.

Zhao Yuanzhi lay on the bed, pretending to be unconscious. Her scalp had already festered, showing signs of dizziness, but she still pretended to be alright.

It was rare for Qi Qi to stabilize her emotions and run out to find Jing Ci in a flustered manner.

Master Jing Ci, my mother fainted all of a sudden. I'm sorry, but I'm still in a coma. She even squeezed out a few tears and started wiping them with a silk handkerchief.

When Master Jing Ci heard this, his heart stirred. Ever since the Zhao Family arrived at the Temple, they continuously wanted to be lazy. Could it be that they were playing some tricks again? However, Zhao Yuanzhi was, after all, the Prime Minister's wife. If something really happened at the Temple, she would be held accountable.

"Fewer than Benefactor, do not panic. This lowly one will immediately send someone to get a doctor to treat you."

Master Jing Ci instructed her nun to call for the doctor while she followed Qi Jiayi to the side room.

Zhao Yuanzhi was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, looking no different from someone who was really sick.

Not long after that, she rushed into the room and threw herself at Zhao Yuanzhi, crying and screaming in worry.

Master Jing Ci stood aside and observed the expressions of Zhao Yuanzhi and Qi Yun.

The nun quickly called the doctor over.

"Doctor, you have to save my mother." She covered her face with a silk handkerchief and began to cry.

This doctor also stayed at the foot of the mountain, so he had a lot to do with the temple.

He put down the medicine chest, placed his hand on Zhao Yuanzhi's pulse, and tilted it slightly. Suddenly, his expression changed.

"How about more than Madame?" When Master Jing Ci saw that the doctor's expression was strange, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"This lady has been poisoned." The doctor replied with a grave expression.

Master Jing Ci and the other nuns could not help but have their expressions change slightly. Poisoning in the Temple of Fa Jue was not a joke.