Ling Qingwan tried to get close to Mr. Ling several times but to no avail. Being too persistent would easily arouse suspicion and alert the enemy. But if Wei Xun wanted to visit Mr. Ling, not only Ye Yun, but even Ling Feng would not dare to stop him.
Without meeting Mr. Ling, she couldn't confirm her guess. What Ling Qingwan wanted to do most now was to go to Fuluxuan in person. But... How did Wei Xun know what she was thinking
Ling Qingwan was puzzled and looked at Wei Xun with her head tilted.
"The old marquis has been ill for many days. I am deeply worried. I wonder if Lord Ling could give me a favor and allow me to visit him." Without waiting for Ling Qingwan to answer, Wei Xun turned to look at Ling Feng.
"It is an honor for the Marquis' Mansion that the Seventh Prince cares about my father." Ling Feng bowed slightly and nodded.
After saying that, he called Ye Yun and took Wei Xun to Fuluxuan.
"Wanwan, you haven't visited your mother for a while, right?" Ling Feng called out to Ling Qingwan.
He didn't mention it on weekdays, but happened to say it in front of Wei Xun at this time. Ling Qingwan naturally understood what Ling Feng meant. First, he blamed her for not knowing the rules, and second, he wanted to get rid of her and not let her go to Fuluxuan.
The more Ling Feng acted like this, the more strange it seemed to Ling Qingwan.
"I have been ill recently and have not visited you for a few days. But I did not miss the morning visits. Mother also understands me and asked me to take good care of myself." Ling Qingwan's answer was flawless and Ling Feng could not refute it.
"Wanwan, come with me." Wei Xun said slowly.
Ling Feng had no choice but to let Ling Qingwan and Wei Xun go to Fuluxuan together. Ye Yun led the way in front, and the two of them were not easy to talk until they reached the door. Ling Qingwan and Wei Xun looked at each other and stepped into the room side by side.
The room was filled with a faint scent of fragrant wood, which made people feel calm. Mr. Ling believed in Buddhism, and there were many Buddha statues and sandalwood beads in the room. Ling Qingwan looked around and did not notice anything unusual. The two of them walked around the screen and came to Mr. Ling's bed.
Through the gauze curtain, Ling Qingwan could only vaguely see someone lying on the bed.
"The old man likes quietness, and because he is ill, he doesn't want to be disturbed, so he arranged for the servants to set up curtains around the bed." Ye Yun explained in a gentle voice.
"Okay." Wei Xun said calmly, completely unable to understand his current mood. "You go down first, I'll chat with the old marquis."
After the words fell, Ye Yun hesitated to move, and Wei Xun's eyebrows were filled with anger. He glanced at Ye Yun, without saying a word, but Ye Yun was frightened and trembled all over.
Ye Yun hesitated, but still left the room.
The room returned to silence. Ling Qingwan was thinking about what to do next when a cough was heard from the other side of the curtain.
"Is the Seventh Prince here?" Old Master Ling's voice was weak, and he no longer had the tough look he once had.
Ling Qingwan's heart unconsciously tightened.
In her previous life, she was kept in the dark and had no opinion on the death of Mr. Ling. She was sad, just like everyone else in the mansion. Now that she knew some of the inside story, Ling Qingwan felt as if a huge rock was blocking her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.
Yes, how could an old man with such a strong body fall ill and die so easily
"Yes." Wei Xun responded. He glanced at Ling Qingwan, lifted the curtain and went in, leaving Ling Qingwan where she was.
She quickly came to her senses, and while Wei Xun was talking to Old Master Ling, Ling Qingwan hurriedly checked the room. After about an incense stick of time, Wei Xun and Ling Qingwan left the room.
Ye Yun had been waiting outside the house. When he saw Wei Xun and Ling Qingwan, he quickly walked over to them.
"The master has prepared a tea table in the hall. I will take you there right away." Ye Yun was very knowledgeable about the rules, and no one could find any flaws in what he said or did.
When Ling Qingwan looked at Ye Yun like this, she felt a chill in her heart.
It would be fine if Ye Yun had been hiding in the Marquis' Mansion for more than ten years just to get his identity back. But Ye Yun's ambition was not to stay in the Marquis' Mansion at all. This was what Ling Qingwan found terrifying about Ye Yun.
"No need. I've booked a table at Zuixiaolou and will dine with Wanwan." Wei Xun said, putting his arm around Ling Qingwan's waist.
Ling Qingwan had a thousand impulses to punch Wei Xun, but she held back. After all, Wei Xun helped her, and in order not to be suspected by Ye Yun, she had to pretend and be affectionate with Wei Xun.
So, in full view of everyone, Ling Qingwan and Wei Xun snuggled out of the mansion. After getting on the carriage, Ling Qingwan quickly distanced herself from Wei Xun and sat in a corner.
Wei Xun was not annoyed. He looked at Ling Qingwan for a few times and wanted to laugh, but was afraid that laughing would make him seem disrespectful, so he looked away.
"How is it? Have you found any clues?" Wei Xun began to review the clues they had just found with Ling Qingwan.
Ling Qingwan couldn't help but frown.
"I looked at the medicine that my grandfather drank, and even the cakes and tea on the table, and I didn't find anything unusual."
The only possibility was that Ye Yun had already begun to be wary of Ling Qingwan. In order to prevent her from finding out about him, Ye Yun acted more cautiously, and had already cleaned up the loopholes that needed to be cleaned up when she entered Fuluxuan.
If he could easily see through his plan, then he would not be Ye Yun. After all, in his previous life, Ye Yun was the culprit who caused the extermination of the Marquis's family.
"Have you checked everywhere?" Wei Xun asked.
"Yeah." Ling Qingwan nodded after thinking carefully. She had indeed checked the whole house, but she was worried that Ye Yun would find out, so it was inevitable that she would miss something.
After this incident, it might be even more difficult to enter Fuluxuan in the future. Ling Qingwan couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted.
"Is there a possibility that the poison in the old man was not taken through the mouth?" Wei Xun said slowly and put forward a hypothesis.
Ling Qingwan's eyes lit up, and suddenly she was enlightened. She recalled the scene when she first stepped into the house. If Ye Yun put the poison in the smoke, the smell of the fragrant wood would just cover up the poison.
However, Ling Qingwan still needs to ask Mingyue to investigate and confirm whether Manqingcao can disperse the poison by smell.
"How do you know everything?" Ling Qingwan came back to her senses and focused on Wei Xun. She had never told Wei Xun these things, but Wei Xun knew them very well. How could Ling Qingwan not be suspicious
"I have been poisoned countless times, big and small, so it's not surprising for me to know that poison can be used in smoke." Wei Xun was calm and composed, as if he was talking about an ordinary little thing.
When did poisoning become as common as eating and sleeping? Ling Qingwan looked at Wei Xun and felt a little distressed for no reason.
As the nephew of the current emperor, although Wei Xun has no direct blood relationship with the emperor, the emperor has never been biased towards him over the years. When he grew up, the emperor even gave him half of the military power of Dai Viet. It is normal for someone so capable and in such a high position to be guarded against.
I'm afraid that the pain Wei Xun has endured over the years is something that ordinary people cannot understand.
"I didn't say that." Ling Qingwan pulled herself back from her thoughts. Feeling sorry for Wei Xun was one thing, but she could only sigh that Wei Xun was pitiful and couldn't do anything else. Ling Qingwan didn't have big ambitions, she just wanted to protect the people around her.
But even such a wish is harder than climbing to the sky.