The dust in the kitchen was at least half an inch thick, and there were layers upon layers of cobwebs in every nook and cranny.

There are two female corpses in the room.

The thinner one lay on the cutting board, half of his body smooth, his abdomen ripped open, blood flowing all over the ground. Next to him, a bucket full of black grime was more than half full of bloody water, with many other unidentifiable things floating inside.

The slightly chubby one lay sprawled on the floor in front of the stove, his face buried in the still-warm ash. The entire kitchen reeked of burnt meat. A few jars of seasonings sat sparsely on the stove, and the only relatively clean pot gleamed with oil, suggesting that something had just been cooked in it.

It lacks the bloody and cruel scenes of a battlefield strewn with corpses, but upon reflection, it is still particularly disgusting.

Even with Ji Fengyao's strong mentality, the more she thought about the scene, the more disgusted she felt.

Fortunately, she understood pharmacology and knew there was something wrong with the food; and fortunately, Shang Xiye and Hei Xiao arrived in time. She hadn't had a chance to eat any of the other dishes either. If she had tasted them, she probably would have vomited bile right now.

Black Owl's face immediately darkened, and he glared at the two palace maids with murderous intent.

Shang Xiye couldn't help but exude a murderous aura, a glint of fire flashing in his cold eyes: "Bring him up!"

Wuhen grabbed two palace maids, one in each hand, and threw them into the kitchen entrance.

The two palace maids' gazes swept over the thin woman on the chopping board, and when they landed on the fat woman on the ground, their pupils shrank sharply and their faces paled.

This shows that they knew from the beginning how the dish was made and what it was made of!

How are these two palace maids any different in their viciousness from the mastermind behind it all?!

Ji Fengyao had lost all mercy for the two palace maids. A cold glint flashed in her eyes as she stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, I wish to interrogate these two inhuman dogs myself."

"Alright," Shang Xiye agreed in a deep voice, took a slight step back, and instructed the guards present: "Go and interrogate everyone inside and outside this courtyard carefully. Anyone who resists, refuses to answer, or conceals information should be killed without exception!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" The guards who had followed responded in unison and left.

Wu Shang and Wu Zhong, each with a group of trusted guards, kept the area completely sealed off, ensuring that no outsiders would witness the upcoming interrogation.

Ji Fengyao reached into her hair and pulled out the silver needle hidden there. She sneered as she walked over to the palace maid who had tried to bite her tongue to commit suicide but had been acupunctured by Hei Xiao. Her voice was wicked and cold: "Believe it or not, as long as I don't allow it, even if you bite your tongue to pieces and chew it to pieces, even if you bleed out of your body, you won't die."

How could that be?

The two palace maids glared at each other, as if trying to refute something.

Ji Fengyao moved swiftly, quickly stabbing the palace maid's head a dozen times with the silver needle in her hand. Finally, she inserted the silver needle into the Baihui acupoint in the center of the top of her head, and turned to signal Hei Xiao to release the acupoint from the palace maid's head.

Black Owl casually picked up two leaves from the side and struck the pink-skirted palace maid on the spot. As soon as the pressure points were released, the palace maid opened her mouth and let out a bloodcurdling scream. She couldn't even catch her breath, and her whole face turned red instantly.

Another palace maid beside her, dressed in a lotus-colored dress, looked at her companion with a mixture of confusion and fear, then at Ji Fengyao, who was watching the scene with her arms crossed, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.

"You want to know what's wrong with her, don't you?"

Ji Fengyao kindly asked the maid in the lotus skirt about her doubts.

The palace maid hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Ji Fengyao smiled wickedly and said casually, "Her soul has been sealed within my sea of ​​consciousness."