Although Wu Qingjin ordered her men to capture Murong Shu, she calmed down after Murong Shu left.
After all, he came from a prominent family, so he still had some awareness.
There was no evidence to prove that Murong Shu was responsible, but if the person was indeed detained, the two powerful families would become irreconcilable enemies, fighting each other to the death, and neither would benefit.
But besides Murong Shu, who else had a reason to do it?
Logically speaking, Murong Shu shouldn't have felt jealousy either. After so many years of friendship, she had never shown any jealousy. At most, she felt a little inferior. But Wu Qingjin could only think of her.
Wu Qingjin questioned all the servants in the house who could get close to her. These servants all swore that they were either born into the Wu family or had been with the Wu family for many years and were under the Wu family's protection. What benefit would they gain from harming their young mistress?
Wu Qingjin had no contact with the other people.
After much thought, Murong Shu seemed the most suspicious.
Wu Qingjin felt that if it wasn't Murong Shu, this matter was too strange. Who could have managed to poison her food without her servants' knowledge or awareness?
Since my hands became stiff, the situation seems to be deteriorating rapidly.
Only half a day had passed when Wu Qingjin noticed that the bluish-purple color on her hands had deepened, and faint cracks had appeared. An overwhelming stench of decay assaulted her nostrils.
After discussion, several doctors said that it would be best to cut off both hands, otherwise they would rot and turn into jagged bones, and might even infect other parts of the body.
"Who harmed me? Who exactly harmed me? If you have the guts, stand up for me! What kind of skill is it to cower like a coward?" Wu Qingjin glared at the air with bloodshot eyes and cursed.
She has already sent people to investigate, but it is clear that it will be difficult to get any results.
Who knows, the person who harmed her might be laughing in the shadows.
The thought of this made her feel agonizing, and she was consumed by overwhelming hatred.
A servant outside the door said, "Miss, I have something to report."
Wu Qingjin had her maid wrap her arms with something to prevent the stench from emanating, and then said, "Come in."
A servant entered the room and said through the screen, "I've heard something, but I don't know if it's true or not."
"you say."
"The young lady of the Murong family's hands suddenly recovered completely, and there is no inconvenience at all."
"What?" Wu Qingjin's pupils shrank sharply: "Say it again, Murong Shu's hand is fully healed?"
"The servants of the Murong family were passing by and discussing something. I was sweeping the front yard at the time and overheard them. I'm sure I heard it correctly, but I don't know if what they said is true."
Wu Qingjin became excited: "Go check, go check quickly, go report to the steward, confirm whether it's true or false as soon as possible."
The servant responded with a "Yes," and quickly left.
Wu Qingjin was trembling all over: "If she's better, if she's really better, then what exactly happened?"
"Murong Shu, if you dare to mess with me, you'll regret it. Even if I die, I'll drag you down to hell with me."
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