Mrs. Qiao saw her son, Qiao Zhen, holding this sachet in his hand many times while he was suffering from illness.
At that time, she knew it was a gift from a woman. Seeing how much she was tormented for her son every time, she couldn't bear it. She knew about it all along but never said anything.
Later, after her son left, she gradually let go of the matter.
Suddenly I saw a familiar sachet.
The embroidery technique was slightly different, and this one looked newer. Mrs. Qiao was quite certain that it was embroidered by the same person as the one her son had at the time.
"How did you get this?" After calming down, Madam Qiao stared with deep emotion, simply because she was thinking of her son's death, a hatred she could never let go of in her life.
“Yes…” Seeing Madam Qiao’s expression, Zhang Ma couldn’t remain calm. She finally forced herself to say, “It’s under the chair where Miss Qiao is sitting.”
Clang—
Mrs. Qiao's heart seemed to shatter in an instant.
Could it be Jiang Manyun, that little girl who's always by her son's side?
Then she thought about how her son died from chronic poisoning, which had lasted for several years.
More importantly, the people she transferred to take care of her son were all people she trusted. All along, she didn't know where things went wrong, or why her son had to suffer those things.
She knew that nothing would happen if she stayed outside with her son, so why did his health gradually deteriorate every time they returned to the mansion? Many people were saying that the feng shui of the East Garden was bad, but she knew the real reason best.
When she realized that Jiang Manyun might have harmed her son, she suppressed her anger.
From childhood to adulthood, because of his son's health, he often lay in bed and had no playmates. Gradually, Jiang Manyun came to his side.
It seems that Jiang Manyun has become her son's playmate since childhood.
At that time, she felt very gratified to see the two children playing together.
At the time, I was thinking that it would be great to marry Jiang Manyun into the family as my daughter-in-law when they grew up. I was so happy at the time that I saw Madam Jiang mention this matter several times.
Thinking back to that time, Madam Jiang was satisfied.
Later, her son's health deteriorated day by day, and she never mentioned it again.
She worried about her son; yes, if he didn't have good health, how would he take care of Jiang Manyun?
Indeed, at that time, because of her son and because she and Madam Jiang were sisters, she treated Jiang Manyun as her own daughter.
After learning about her son's health condition, she couldn't bear to harm a girl.
But, if all of this is...
Thinking about that possibility, Mrs. Joe made a bold decision.
She wants to have someone check if there's anything wrong with the sachet.
It wasn't the same one; she hoped to find something.
Ignoring the late hour, Madam Qiao hurriedly left with the sachet. Zhang Ma quickly followed, thinking Madam Qiao had done something foolish. But seeing Madam Qiao heading towards the central garden, she felt slightly relieved.
Upon arriving at Zhongyuan, we did not see General Qiao. We heard that General Qiao had left early in the morning and had not returned yet.
Mrs. Qiao froze, then gave a mocking smile.
How could I have forgotten about this?
She knew about Qiao Yuchen's victories and injuries, which led him to visit the palace several times in the past few days. Now, because of her son's situation, she was momentarily disoriented.
Zhang Ma finally realized what was happening and looked at Madam Qiao, who was clutching the purse tightly in her hand. "Madam, what's this?"
"It's nothing, I just want someone to take a look at this sachet."
Zhang Ma, being who she was, quickly understood what Madam Qiao meant. Finding it unlikely, she whispered a reminder, "I've already put away the young master's things, Madam, why don't you..."
"You've kept them all?" Madam Qiao asked Zhang Ma.
Zhang Ma nodded embarrassedly. She had made the decision on her own. When the eldest son died, it was a great blow to Madam Qiao. Later, when Qiao Yuchen was about to enter the family, all those so-called things were burned.
It was Zhang Ma who kept it from the general and his wife.
She felt that this belonged to the lady's only son, and how sad it would be if the lady wanted it someday but had nothing left.
Because of Zhang Ma's unauthorized actions, when Zhang Ma delivered the so-called eldest son's belongings to Madam Qiao, Madam Qiao immediately took the two sachets and headed straight for the clinic outside.
Mrs. Qiao chose the Wen family's clinic and went directly to see Doctor Shi.
Because of Madam Qiao's noble status and because of Chen Siyuan's connection, the moment Doctor Shi saw that it was Madam Qiao, he immediately invited her into the backyard.
Madam Qiao had Zhang Ma stand guard at the door, and she spoke directly to Doctor Shi.
Doctor Shi knew a bit about what was going on at the General's Mansion and had been hearing rumors about it. When he suddenly heard Lady Qiao say these words, he immediately understood what was going on.
As parents, they understand this in their hearts. Besides, even if Qiao Zhen's death was suspicious, it wouldn't shake Chen Siyuan's position in the Qiao family.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Doctor Qiao looked at the sachet from left to right and finally determined that it had been poisoned. Carrying it around for a long time would inevitably lead to poisoning.
Doctor Shi was rather conservative in his speech, but his words indirectly confirmed that Qiao Zhen died because of this sachet. He also pointed out that it was poisoned, but it could not be kept for too long. If the sachet had not been well preserved later, even the slightest trace would have disappeared.
When Mrs. Joe heard this, she was almost certain.
Jiang Manyun poisoned her son slowly for several years.
As for Doctor Shi's claim about the medicine's effects, she knew perfectly well that Jiang Manyun could easily change to the same sachet since she visited the Qiao family every day.
Instantly, her eyes looked as if they had been pierced by poison.
When he left the clinic, his eyes could kill.
Madam Qiao couldn't accept it and immediately ordered the coachman to go to the Marquis of De'an's residence. She wanted to ask her good sister and her good niece how they could be so cruel as to kill their own son over several years.
Regardless, she and Madam Jiang were sisters, and Jiang Manyun and her son were cousins. How could she be so cruel?
Not long after they left the clinic, General Qiao, who was rushing over, stopped their carriage.
After returning to the manor, General Qiao met the steward and heard that his wife had come to see him looking unwell. He also heard that she had sent the coachman to the clinic.
He didn't quite understand what was wrong with him that required him to go to the clinic in person. Even if some people were feeling unwell, it would be more convenient to have the housekeeper fetch them.
Over the years, the General's Mansion has always used the same doctors. Why did they avoid the same doctors and come to the Wen Family Medical Clinic instead?
He was aware of the Wen family's business.
The reason they were able to open up the market so quickly is because their business allows anyone to come and go without any financial burden.
Thinking about all this only confirmed his suspicions about the lady's actions.
As soon as he got into the carriage, he saw his wife's face. In all the years they had been married, he had never seen a woman like this before.
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