Ling Qingwan glanced at Qiao'er, who understood and reached out to grab it. The maid dodged and her hand slipped, dropping the medicine pot to the ground.
With a "bang", the medicine pot shattered and the black medicine splashed all over the floor.
The bitter taste choked Ling Qingwan's nose and she coughed several times. Qiao'er quickly took out a clean handkerchief and handed it to Ling Qingwan.
"What's going on?"
Before the maid could react, she fell to her knees in fright when she heard Ye Yun's voice.
Ye Yun hurriedly walked up to the group. Seeing this, he frowned, his face full of gloom.
"You can't even do such a small thing. If you accidentally burn the Second Miss, you'll be in trouble." Ye Yun was furious and yelled at the maid.
"I know I was wrong. I know I was wrong." The maid apologized hurriedly, looking very scared of Ye Yun.
Ye Yun turned around and faced Ling Qingwan with a gentle expression.
"The little maid doesn't know how to do things, please don't blame me, Second Miss." Ye Yun was very respectful, no longer looking that ferocious.
Ling Qingwan frowned.
After the medicine was sprinkled, she didn't say a word, but Ye Yun's attitude was fierce, as if he wanted to eat the little maid. Now with just a few words, Ling Qingwan became the villain. Ling Qingwan didn't think that this incident could show how bad Ye Yun was, but it was true that he had a lot of evil thoughts.
"I'm fine, I just hope I don't delay my grandfather from taking his medicine." Ling Qingwan responded politely, without a single flaw in her words.
Ye Yun quickly asked the maid to clean up the floor. Ling Qingwan had nothing to do, so she left the corridor.
Ling Qingwan tossed and turned all night long, thinking over and over what had happened during the day.
Both Ye Yun and the maid were really weird, especially Ye Yun. The weird thing about the maid was that she didn't allow Ling Qingwan to touch Mr. Ling's medicine. After all, she was just a maid and she had to obey orders. Ye Yun was the most suspicious one.
Who would have thought that as the granddaughter of Mr. Ling, Ling Qingwan would be turned away by a housekeeper when she wanted to see Mr. Ling. And the maids in Fulu Pavilion were more afraid of Ye Yun than the young ladies in the mansion. Those who knew that Ye Yun was the housekeeper of the Marquis' Mansion thought that Ye Yun's status in the Marquis' Mansion was higher than that of Mr. Ling.
After a lifetime, Ling Qingwan knew Ye Yun's true identity, so she was even more worried about what Ye Yun would do. But in this huge mansion, she was the only one who thought Ye Yun was strange. Even if Ling Qingwan told Madam Ling now, Madam Ling would not believe her.
Not to mention Ling Feng, he was probably also responsible for what Ye Yun did.
It was not until the second half of the night that Ling Qingwan gradually felt sleepy. She got up, closed the doors and windows, and fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up again, something big had happened in the Marquis' Mansion.
"What?" Ling Qingwan's hand holding the teacup trembled, and the tea almost splashed out. "Is the palace doctor dead?"
Ling Qingwan's mind seemed to explode. The heater in the room was clearly burning brightly, but Ling Qingwan felt a chill and she couldn't help but shiver.
"Yes, he died last night. I heard that he hanged himself on a rope from the beam. In the morning, the fourth wife caught a cold and asked the maid to call the court physician. When the door was opened, she saw the court physician half hanging in the air, unconscious. The maid was so frightened that she has not recovered yet." Qiao'er told Ling Qingwan everything she had heard.
"Where is he now?" Ling Qingwan asked immediately.
"According to the rules, the body should be sent to the government office for safekeeping. Now we are just waiting for his family to pick it up." Qiao'er replied.
Ling Qingwan didn't believe that the court doctor had hanged himself as the rumors spread. But she happened to find a letter in his room, saying that his mother had died of illness, and he, as a doctor, couldn't treat her. The court doctor was depressed and lived in guilt all day, and finally couldn't stand it anymore and decided to end his life.
After all, he was just a doctor in the mansion, and his life or death had no impact on the mansion. In addition, there was a letter written by the mansion doctor, so no one would care about the real cause of death of the mansion doctor.
Old Master Ling was ill, and Old Madam Ling was afraid that he would be infected with bad luck, so she sent the court physician out of the mansion that same day.
That night.
Wei Yi came to Iris Pavilion again. Ling Qingwan had gotten used to it and allowed Wei Yi to take her to the palace.
In the room, Wei Xun was half naked, sitting cross-legged on the couch. Ling Qingwan passed the silver needles over the candlelight one by one and pierced the acupuncture points on Wei Xun's back.
By the time Ling Qingwan finished the treatment, more than half an hour had passed.
"Are you worried about something?" Wei Xun pretended to be indifferent.
The moon-white shirt was soft and close to the skin, highlighting Wei Xun's agile figure. He put on his clothes quickly and swiftly. At this time, Ling Qingwan had also packed up the medicine box.
Normally, Ling Qingwan would always drool at Wei Xun's body, but today she had no interest at all. As for Wei Xun's words, Ling Qingwan did not answer, which was considered as tacit agreement.
"Tell me, maybe I can help you." Wei Xun sat down at the desk and fiddled with the documents on the table.
He didn't look at Ling Qingwan the whole time, but for some reason, when Ling Qingwan heard Wei Xun's words, she felt inexplicably relieved.
But Ling Qingwan was still struggling with whether she should trust Wei Xun. The death of the palace doctor was enough to prove that she must have been negligent in something. Ling Qingwan was even more cautious than before.
She didn't want innocent people to be implicated because of her negligence.
"Do you think that the suicide of the Marquis's mansion's doctor is related to your poisoning?" Seeing that Ling Qingwan did not answer, Wei Xun simply spoke for Ling Qingwan.
Not only that, Ling Qingwan even felt that there was something strange about Mr. Ling's illness. However, Ling Qingwan had never revealed this to anyone.
"I have a favor to ask of you." After careful consideration, Ling Qingwan decided to speak.
"Speak." Wei Xun was very calm.
"I want to ask the coroner to find out how the court doctor died." Ling Qingwan said to Wei Xun. "But I am just a young lady in the Marquis's mansion. I don't have the ability to ask the government officials to help me. So I can only ask you for help."
Ling Qingwan's attitude was sincere, and her eyes were fixed on Wei Xun.
If Wei Xun was unwilling to help her, she could only ask Tan Hongbo for help. Ling Qingwan was worried that Tan Hongbo would tell Ling Xiao about this.
After much thought, Ling Qingwan actually felt that Wei Xun was the most reliable.
"Okay." Wei Xun agreed.
Ling Qingwan was shocked, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"Why are you helping me?"
It's not surprising that Wei Xun wanted to help, but he didn't ask why. Ling Qingwan was puzzled.
"Repay a favor." Wei Xun raised his lips slightly, looking up and meeting Ling Qingwan's eyes. "You helped me detoxify, so I'll repay you."
"Don't think too highly of me. I don't know how to cure the poison in your body. Now I can only wait and see and try not to let it take effect." Ling Qingwan explained the matter clearly, thinking that she would make things easier later, so that Wei Xun would not have too high expectations of her.
"Then if I don't repay the favor, it shouldn't count for anything for me to help my future princess."