At this moment, only Gu Xindong, Xue Zhengqiu, and Madam Yun were in the room.

With the gold hairpin still pressed against her neck, Yun saw a red rope that Zheng Qiu had taken out. It was very old in style and appearance. Without caring about anything else, she snatched it away.

He examined the red rope with a rusty little bell carefully, then suddenly looked up at Zheng Qiu.

"You are, you are Aheng?" Yun stared at Zheng Qiu for a long time, then her eyes filled with tears, her voice trembling and excited.

“Yes, Aunt Yun, I am Heng.” Zheng Qiu reached out and supported Yun’s arms, helping her up.

"My child, where have you been all these years? I asked your Uncle Feng to send people to look for you, and they searched all over the country, but there was no news of you. Where have you gone!" Madam Yun asked, her voice trembling with tears.

“Aunt Yun, I was adopted by a coroner in Jiangnan. So, over the years I have learned the skills of a coroner and I am now a coroner at the Dali Temple.” Zheng Qiu said with a smile, then took out a handkerchief to wipe away Yun’s tears. “Aunt Yun, I am doing very well.”

"How can you live a good life dealing with dead people all day long!" Madam Yun was shocked, and then said, "If your mother knew, how sad she would be! I promised your mother that I would take care of you, but I broke my promise and caused you, a dignified daughter of a marquis, to become a coroner."

“Aunt Yun, don’t say that. Actually, the dead aren’t scary at all; the living are much scarier. Aunt Yun, don’t you think I’m right?” Zheng Qiu shook her head and said.

"Sigh, how could it be..." Madam Yun still couldn't accept that such a delicate young girl would become a coroner.

"So, Aunt Yun, let me examine Miss Feng! Miss Feng was clearly murdered, and we can't let the murderer escape. Those who harm others must be punished!" Zheng Qiu said solemnly.

Madam Yun was taken aback and glanced at Miss Feng, who was lying on the bed next to her.

“Aunt Yun, you can tell Uncle Feng my identity, as long as you don’t reveal it to anyone else. If the Feng family asks, just say that I’m the female coroner by Princess Xin Xin’s side. You won’t have the same burden as you did before, Aunt Yun,” Zheng Qiu continued to persuade her.

"Alright, Aunt Yun believes you. But after this matter is settled, you must come to see Aunt Yun. Aunt Yun still wants to ask about how you've lived these past years." Madam Yun glanced at Gu Xin, her eyes flickered, and then she agreed.

Gu Xin pursed her lips and remained silent.

Just now, Zheng Qiu whispered to Gu Xin that this was the person her mother trusted most before she died, and that she was trustworthy.

Gu Xin wasn't worried that Yun Shi knowing Zheng Qiu's identity would be detrimental to Zheng Qiu's plans; she just felt that Yun Shi was somewhat old-fashioned.

She hadn't encountered such a pedantic person in a long time.

Once the Yun family agreed, they cooperated readily, allowing the case to proceed smoothly.

Zheng Qiu had already determined the time of Feng San's death. Gu Xin first had Yun Shi summon all the masters and servants of the Feng family to the courtyard and question them one by one.

First and foremost is the Yun family.

Miss Feng died two hours earlier, at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), a time when most people are resting.

Yun then explained that she had only gone to sleep at 9 PM the previous night, and that she had met with Madam Feng the Second and her daughter, Miss Feng the Third, before going to bed.

This time, she brought the women of her family to Qiyun Temple to pray for blessings, but it was just to help everyone relax, because some bad things had happened in the Feng family recently.