Yun Xiaoran and Mo Yunhan both had unpleasant expressions on their faces.
One was because her thoughts were exposed, and the other was because of the words "I don't like it".
However, they all obediently quieted down.
Jiang Qingwan looked at Song Yushu again.
"Mrs. Song, when did you start feeling tightness in your chest and difficulty breathing?"
Song Yushu was not entirely convinced that Jiang Qingwan had saved her.
Hearing this reminded me of something.
"Yesterday."
"After waking up yesterday, I started feeling tightness in my chest. I thought it was because I hadn't slept well, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Just now in the backyard, when you... when you made me so angry that I vomited blood, I felt a sharp pain in my chest, like being pricked by needles."
Jiang Qingwan corrected.
"You didn't vomit blood because I made you angry."
Just as Song Yushu was about to nod, she added, "It was the formation that caused me to bleed."
Song Yushu's head, which he had only nodded halfway, froze, and he could hardly contain his expression.
"Did you...draw blood?"
Yun Xiaoran felt as if she had caught a huge weakness.
"Brother Yunhan, she's admitted it, do you still believe her?"
Jiang Qingwan didn't even glance at her, continuing to look at Song Yushu.
"Since you felt unwell after waking up yesterday, who took care of you the night before last? Did you eat or come into contact with anything unusual, or even smell anything unusual?"
Reminded by her, Song Yushu immediately looked at Yutao.
"Go and get the bamboo slips."
Yu Tao agreed and quickly took an extremely old book from the desk.
Song Yushu offered an explanation.
"I found this at Taoyuan Bookstore. It's an extremely rare book of notes on military strategy. I ate and drank normally the night before last, and I read this before going to bed. When I was flipping through it, I smelled a very strange fragrance. I thought it was from when I was storing the book, so I didn't think much of it. Is there something wrong with this book?"
Jiang Qingwan had just inspected the furnishings inside the room and found nothing amiss.
This letter...
She reached out and took it. The moment she touched it, she suddenly felt a faint coolness, a very weak lingering sensation from the flow of evil energy.
If the time interval hadn't been so short, it would have dissipated long ago and become untraceable.
No wonder she didn't notice it when she scanned the whole room.
It seems that the evil aura surrounding Song Yushu did indeed originate from the letters.
Is it all just a coincidence, and not a deliberate targeting?
"This letter is no longer a problem."
She returned the items.
Now that the source had been found and it wasn't caused by evil spirits, she prepared to leave.
Yun Xiaoran spoke coolly.
"After making such a big fuss, they still can't find any results. Has the show finally come to an end? Do they really think that by putting on a show and saying that they cured their aunt, they can gain credit in front of the prince and aunt?"
Song Yushu disliked such messy affairs in his household the most, and immediately his face darkened.
"Jiang Qingwan, you must explain yourself clearly today! What exactly happened? I won't tolerate any nonsense!"
Seeing her get angry, Yun Xiaoran immediately chimed in with a coquettish shout.
"Now that things have come to this, you still won't confess!"
Jiang Qingwan was so angry she laughed.
"Alright, let's make things clear then."
She raised her hand and took out a blank yellow talisman from her purse. She gathered spiritual energy at her fingertips, quickly drew the talisman, and with a flick of her wrist, the yellow talisman floated up and flew to stick to Zhang Mama's forehead at an extremely fast speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
This action surprised everyone. Before they could react, Granny Zhang knelt down with a thud, crawled a few steps, and collapsed in front of Song Yushu.
"Madam, I am guilty. I shouldn't have obeyed Princess Xiaoran's orders and used aphrodisiacs to frame Madam Jiang. I shouldn't have coveted the reward money the princess offered. But my son needs to get married, and this old woman is short of money. I'm sorry, Madam, I'm sorry, Your Highness. I even stole things from the Prince's mansion to sell. I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"
She slapped herself as she spoke, crying with tears and snot streaming down her face.
Yun Xiaoran's expression changed drastically.
"What nonsense are you spouting, you insolent servant? Guards, drag her out and cut out her tongue, then beat her to death on the spot!"
In her desperation, she couldn't hide the malice hidden in her heart, and only realized something was wrong after she yelled.
Seeing the looks that Mo Yunhan and Song Yushu were both looking at her, she secretly pinched her thigh hard and instantly burst into tears.
"Brother Yunhan, this woman must have cast some kind of spell on Granny Zhang to make her so bold as to falsely accuse me. I only did it out of anger... Is our childhood friendship really less important than these insidious sorcery tricks?"
Although she tried her best to salvage the situation, the ferocious and terrifying appearance she had just witnessed greatly shocked Song Yushu.
Jiang Qingwan neutralized the power of the talisman.
Zhang Mama, feeling slapped in the face, abruptly stopped what she was doing.
He sat slumped on the ground, his face ashen, too exhausted to even utter a word in rebuttal.
Jiang Qingwan was too lazy to get entangled in this internal strife any longer.
"Mo Yunhan, your aunt's body was tainted by evil spirits from this book, which I have already removed. As for the damage to her body, it can be treated slowly. The farce in the backyard stems from Princess Xiaoran's misunderstanding of our relationship. Please resolve this matter cleanly."
"Also, if you can't do what I told you last night, just tell me directly, and I won't stay another day."
She finished speaking and left without looking at anyone again.
Yun Xiaoran was unwilling, but she dared not make a fuss anymore, afraid that what Zhang Mama had said would be brought up again. She looked at Mo Yunhan with teary eyes, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
Looking at the face that bore a resemblance to the deceased, Mo Yunhan felt annoyed. He brushed aside her outstretched hand and nodded slightly to Song Yushu.
"Aunt, I never concern myself with matters within the Prince's residence; you are in charge of handling these matters here. As for Jiang Qingwan..."
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