C7

"If you really didn't make it, then eat this pill and I'll believe you!" Bing Lanyue took out a red pill from her hand, it was unknown what it was made of.

This made Bing Lanyue feel a lot more at ease. If this servant was really the murderer, then he would have to admire this servant's guts.

"Since you said that you didn't poison my medicine, then I will let you find out who did it. If you can't find out, I will send the medicine and mouse to the Matriarch and ask her to decide who did it."

Bing Lanyue's eyes were calm, but it was as if her heart was struck hard.

The servant nodded, and without hesitation, Bing Lanyue returned to her own courtyard.

Just as she was about to enter, Bing Lanyue took a glance at the signboard that was hung at the top of her courtyard — Wind Listening To the Moon.

When Chun Er returned to the room, she immediately grabbed Bing Lanyue's arm and stared at her: "Miss, didn't you say that you drowned a mouse?"

"Yes, it was drowned, but it didn't die. In the end, it was poisoned by my medicine." Bing Lanyue lazily lifted her eyes and looked at Chun Er as he smiled gently.

"Miss!" Chun Er was very angry. In the past, the Miss had talked about everything with her, but now, the Miss was actually hiding everything from her.

"I'm not deaf. I'm listening."

"…"

On the other side of the General's Estate, the Concubine Lin was evidently very anxious. It had clearly been so many days already, so logically speaking, Bing Lanyue should have died a long time ago.

He had already received the gifts that the Minister of the Department of Public Relations had personally given him, so he could not return them. Those were all white, flowery banknotes.

Bing Ruolan came in from outside and grabbed onto Mother's arm sloppily, asking in a spoiled manner: "Mother, when will Father come back?"

"Soon, soon. The letter says that we are already at the Ming Guan." Concubine Lin pushed his daughter who was sticking to the side with an unspeakable bitterness in his heart.

If Bing Lanyue didn't die, then she wouldn't be able to use Bing Lanyue's heart as a medicine to cure his daughter's mania. Last time she purposely let her daughter get sick and knock her out in front of Bing Lanyue, then slowly poisoned her medicine. Seeing that she was only left with one breath, she actually came back to life. This time, her dosage was heavier than the last time. But after so many days, there still wasn't any response?

She, an aunt, had married into General's Estate to give birth to two males and one female general, but the original owner of the body, who had been dead for so many years, had given birth to a half-dead girl, who had allowed the girl to sit steadily in the position of a direct descendant. Yet, she could only make her children into concubines because of her status as an aunt.

Thinking about it, the Concubine Lin felt hatred in her heart until her teeth itched. This Bing Lanyue was lucky, and had not died in so many years, if she didn't make any move today, she wouldn't mind killing her master before he returned.

It was the perfect time to take advantage of Chun Er, who was wearing a black cape and sleeping soundly, as she sneaked out of the courtyard.

Arriving at the courtyard where he saw the attendant last time, he saw the attendant that was hiding in the shadows.

"Have you found anything?"

Bing Lanyue's gaze was like the stars in the night, emitting light as she took off the hat that covered her face.

"In reply to Miss, your bowl was smeared with poison, and after this lowly one poured the medicinal juice into it, the medicinal juice mixed with the poison. This is a common trick used by the palace."

"How do you know the tricks of the palace?" Bing Lanyue squinted her eyes, giving people a sense of fear, her tone of voice was still as calm as before.

"I'm more familiar with the palace eunuchs, so I know a bit from their mouths. If Miss doesn't believe me, I can only accept my fate."

The attendant let out a sigh. He looked to be only 23 or 24 years old, but his speech sounded like he was an old man.

Bing Lanyue could not resist smiling faintly, and said: "Since you've already said that, if I don't believe you, you'll instead be putting on an act. This matter will end like this, don't tell anyone about it in the future."

"Yes, I understand!"

A complex look flashed across Bing Lanyue's eyes, the ancients all knew this? Or … This person was not simple.

Each month, the fifteenth Matriarch would place a round meal in their courtyard. On this day, all of the female members of the family would gather at the Matriarch's place, and they would gather together to chat and laugh.

Bing Lanyue had just recovered from her serious illness and changed into a fresh set of clothes. The old granny carried the palanquin into the courtyard of the Matriarch while Chun Er, who was behind her, carefully protected her with a basket.

"Lan Yue pays her respects to the Matriarch. Wishing the Grand Lord a good health."

Bing Lanyue's voice instantly cooled down the bustling atmosphere in the room, as everyone looked at her as if they were trying to size her up.

Was this still the Bing Lanyue who hid in the corner and did not dare to meet anyone as soon as he entered the door? The faintly discernible confidence between her brows was something that she had never experienced before.

"Hurry up and get up. We're family, so don't make such a big bow. Come sit at Grandmother's place."

Matriarch called out as he glanced coldly at the expressions of the crowd. He took in all of their expressions and revealed a kind smile.