Soon after Chunhe entered the room, she found the prescription.

Lu Qiqi deduced from this that Xuan Wenying might still harbor resentment over General Xuan's death.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have placed the prescription in an easily accessible location.

She took the prescription and began to examine it carefully.

The handwriting on the prescription felt somewhat familiar to her.

She soon discovered that the barefoot doctor surnamed Luo in the rumors was actually Doctor Luo, the same Doctor Luo that the Empress Dowager spoke of.

This prescription is indeed very effective in treating headaches.

Moreover, some of the herbs used in the medicine are individually toxic, but the dosage is so small that it does not threaten life.

Seeing her expression, Xuan Wenying had a sudden thought that swirled in her mind like a venomous snake.

This made her eager to know the answer. "Qiqi, is there something wrong with this prescription?"

She didn't even realize that her voice trembled slightly when she said this.

It seems as if an answer is about to be revealed.

But as Lu Qiqi shook her head, her burning desire to know the answer was suddenly extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

A chill ran through my entire body.

Xuan Wenying rarely showed such pain. She suppressed her sadness and said, "You don't know this, but my father died from a chronic illness back then."

Your eldest uncle once doubted the prescription and sought opinions from many people, but all he received were the same as yours.

When Lu Qiqi heard Chen Zirong doubt the prescription, she guessed that they might be suspecting that the timing of General Xuan's long-term illness and relapse was too coincidental with the time of her mother's disappearance.

She said, "There's nothing wrong with the prescription, it's just that the dosage might be different."

In other words, increasing the dosage could lead to an overdose, which could affect the body's symptoms.

But it won't be life-threatening.

Xuan Wenying took a deep breath, her eyes reddening as she looked at her, "You're investigating the person who harmed your mother back then, aren't you?"

Lu Qiqi was quite frank, "Yes, although Ayao and I returned to the Marquis's mansion, my mother never came back until her death."

I have to find out the truth about this.

Aunt, do you know anything about this?

Xuan Wenying said, "So many things happened back then, and so many years have passed, that I can't remember many of them clearly."

That's why your uncle suspects it was done by someone you know.

Now that things have come to this, Lu Qiqi no longer intends to hide it, since Chen Wenjun did not return to the Marquis's mansion because of amnesia.

But Zeng is still alive.

She said, "Aunt, do you still remember Zeng Huiniang, the maid who accompanied my mother during her dowry?"

Xuan Wenying pondered for a moment and nodded seriously, "I remember, Hui Niang studied with your mother for a few years and was considered one of the best among the maids back then."

She quickly realized that when Chen Wenjun lost her memory, Zeng Huiniang also disappeared at the same time.

Is Lu Qiqi's sudden mention of this person due to gossip from the Marquis's mansion, or has she discovered some information?

Seeing Xuan Wenying's changed expression, Lu Qiqi instructed Chunhe to keep watch outside.

After the door closed and the light inside dimmed, Lu Qiqi said, "Aunt, Hui Niang is not dead."

She was separated from my mother during their escape and spent half her life searching for her.

By a stroke of luck, I saved her husband, only to learn that she was actually my mother's maid.

The news that Zeng Huiniang was not dead shocked Xuan Wenying so much that her pupils dilated.

She quickly realized, "If she's not dead, why didn't she come back for help?"

"We haven't seen her in all these years?"

Since Lu Qiqi intended to tell the whole story, she did not hide anything.

She then recounted how Zeng Huiniang was refused entry to the Marquis's mansion, kidnapped, and escaped after finding Chen Wenjun.

Xuan Wenying was initially indignant, but then she realized what was happening and couldn't help but cover her mouth to stop herself from making a sound of surprise.

She never imagined that Chen Wenjun had suffered so much.

Lu Qiqi continued, "Aunt, when General Xuan suddenly fell ill and died, the gatekeeper of the Marquis's mansion was replaced, and the maid of the second branch actually refused to let him in."

What exactly happened back then?

Xuan Wenying recalled what she had just said about the gossipy maid.

Her eyes suddenly sharpened. "Absolutely impossible!"

She explained, "The entire Lin'an Marquis's mansion cherishes your mother like a precious jewel; how could they turn her away for such a ridiculous reason!"

Lu Qiqi continued, "The maid from the second wife's household got married in less than two years."

Their whereabouts are now unknown.

However, in my opinion, this maid would certainly not dare to speak recklessly.

After all, those who haven't been redeemed from their bonds, if sold again by the Marquis's mansion, their fate is unknown.

Xuan Wenying knew that Lu Qiqi was alluding to the second branch of the family, but she felt that it was impossible for the second branch to have done it.

"You don't know this, but your mother and Wanyue were close friends back then."

Your second uncle and Wanyue were both brought together by your mother.

Although your mother and I grew up together, we weren't as close as the two of them after we grew up.

"If you say that Wanyue instructed that maid to do such a thing, I don't believe it."

But if that maid wasn't acting on someone's orders, where would she get the audacity to spread lies?

Surely Zeng Huiniang isn't lying.

Lu Qiqi pondered for a moment, "Aunt, did you know that the old Marquis of Anyang also suffers from headaches?"

Xuan Wenying nodded, "Everyone in the army knows that the old Marquis of Anyang has been suffering from headaches. The old Marquis of Anyang even had someone copy this prescription."

Lu Qiqi placed the prescription on the table, pointed to one of the herbs with her right index finger, and said, "Aconite, too much of it can be fatal!"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Wenying's face turned a shade paler.

Lu Qiqi looked at her face and said, word by word, "If the dosage of aconite soaked in the medicinal wine is not in accordance with the prescription, it is easy to die from an overdose."

Xuan Wenying shook her head, "My father treasures this medicine very much; no one else can even touch it."

He didn't even need anyone to help him fetch the medicine and put it into the wine jar.

Moreover, the fact that aconite is poisonous was mentioned by the imperial physicians back then.

However, your eldest uncle had the imperial physician examine the medicine, and no excessive dosage was found.

Then there's only one possibility.

Lu Qiqi's tone revealed a hint of coldness, "If they drink the same prescription, can General Xuan taste the difference?"

Xuan Wenying's face was no longer just pale; cold sweat poured out rapidly, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Both of them knew very well that although General Xuan drank medicinal wine every day, he suddenly changed his sip and realized it was too late.

Moreover, medicinal wines made from the same prescription will not be easily tasting different.

And that is precisely the most fatal aspect.

Lu Qiqi concluded, "This matter is definitely related to the Marquis of Anyang's mansion!"