"Alright, I know. Don't worry, I'll put the needle in soon."
As Ye Qingcheng spoke, she took out another silver needle and deliberately waved it in front of her.
Waaaaah!
Yunying stared at the silver needles, her eyes wide, and whimpered.
Wait a moment.
Ye Qingcheng slowly moved the silver needle toward Yun Ying's chest.
Yun Ying seemed frightened as the silver needles were about to be inserted again.
She opened her mouth wide and let out a painful moan, then closed her eyes and went limp.
Upon seeing this, Ye Qingcheng frowned slightly, put away the silver needles, and checked her breath.
"Ugh! This is exhausting. I'm already dizzy before I even got the injection."
As Ye Qingcheng spoke, she pinched the philtrum of Yun Ying's physique with two fingers.
Yunying awoke again.
Ye Qingcheng looked at her with disdain: "You're really useless. You fainted before you even got the injection."
Waaaaah!
Upon hearing this, Yunying made a whimpering sound again, as if he wanted to speak.
Ye Qingcheng sighed.
"Alright! As a doctor, I really can't bear to see you in so much pain."
Then I will give you another chance, but if you dare to utter even the slightest lie...
"Then I'm sorry, but I'll make you taste something even more painful than what you're experiencing now."
"Waaaaah!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Ying nodded heavily, as if he had received a pardon.
Seeing this, Ye Qingcheng pulled out the silver needle that amplified the pain tenfold, and then untied Yun Ying's vocal cords.
"Alright, go ahead and say it! You only have one chance. If you miss it, I don't want to hear what you want to say."
"I...I...someone did tell me to keep an eye on your movements."
"Who is it? Ye Jizheng or Ye Qingyao?"
"You...you know?"
"Heh! Besides them, who else cares whether I live or die?"
Ye Qingcheng said with a cold smile, and then spoke again.
"Then who are you?"
"I really am Yunxiao's sister."
"Who are you? If so, why did you poison Qin Mohan?"
"The poison was administered by my senior sister."
"Your senior sister?"
"That's right."
Who is your senior sister?
"yes…"
puff…
Before Yunying could finish speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body went limp, and he lost his life.
Upon seeing this, Ye Qingcheng quickly checked her breathing and found that she was no longer breathing.
She frowned slightly and turned to look at Qin Mohan.
"Qin Mohan, she's dead."
After hearing this, Qin Mohan pursed his lips, then sighed, "Let him die if he wants!"
"But your poison..."
As Ye Qingcheng spoke, she suddenly thought of something and began to search Yun Ying's body.
However, after searching for a while, she did not find any medicine or similar items on Yun Ying's body.
She frowned slightly and stood up.
"Qin Mohan, let's go to Hualuo Courtyard."
"To the Flower Falling Courtyard?"
"Okay! Let's go and see if there are any medicinal herbs like silkworm grass in her yard."
Qin Mohan nodded after hearing this.
"good."
However, at this time...
Steward Wang, along with several servants, gathered all of Yunying's belongings.
Qin Mohan saw this.
"Your Highness, in my opinion, we don't need to go over there. Steward Wang and the others have probably already packed up all her things."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingcheng frowned slightly and nodded: "If that's the case, let's take a look at what Butler Wang and the others have packed first!"
Qin Mohan nodded.
And at this time.
Steward Wang also came over with his servants.
"Your Highness, Your Highness."
"Hmm! These are all items from the Cloud Camp?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Alright, Your Highness, would you like to take a look first?"
"kindness!"
Ye Qingcheng nodded, then looked at Butler Wang.
"Butler Wang, put down all these items you're carrying, let me take a look."
"Yes, Your Highness."
After Steward Wang finished speaking, he instructed the servants to put the items they were carrying on the ground.
Ye Qingcheng stepped forward and searched through the bags of packages.
Several bottles of medicinal powder were found, but none of them were related to the herb *Cynanchum paniculatum*.
"Steward Wang, are all the supplies from Yun Camp here?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Are you sure everything is packed up?"
"It should be almost done!"
"Almost? No, I have to go and see for myself."
"Steward Wang, Yunying is dead. Pick out the jewelry and other valuables and put them in the storeroom. Take the rest of the clothes and other items, along with her, and bury them."
What? Yun Ying is dead?
Upon hearing this, Steward Wang's gaze fell upon Yun Ying, who was lying on the ground, and saw that he indeed did not react.
He responded and then instructed his servants to pick out the valuables.
Seeing that Ye Qingcheng insisted on going to Hualuo Courtyard, Qin Mohan followed her there.
The four of them arrived at Hualuoyuan.
Ye Qingcheng checked the main house, the side rooms, and other places, and found them all empty. She sighed.
"Qin Mohan, it seems that your poison really does require a trip to the Western Regions."
"Alright, I'll send someone to look for it again after some time."
"Okay! Let's go!"
The four then prepared to leave the Flower Falling Courtyard.
However, just as he was about to step out of the courtyard...
Ye Qingcheng's eyes were fixed on the inconspicuous potted plant at the foot of the courtyard wall.
Huh? What's that?
Ye Qingcheng turned and walked towards the potted plant.
As she approached, she trembled and a look of surprise crossed her face.
"Qin Mohan, quick, come here quickly."
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