After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

Yu Zhengsha's face changed. He wanted to get angry, but when he looked up, he saw his wife lying on the bed, so he held back what he wanted to say.

"Okay, today you have to give us all an explanation, and give your mother an explanation."

Yu Qingli said, "Of course." She took a step forward, coming face to face with Zhou. A pair of playful eyes, adorned with a faint smile, cast a direct glance at her... It was a faint smile, the meaning of which was hard to describe, but to Yu Qingli, it was already contempt!

She ignored him and clenched her fists. "Zhou followed my mother into the Yu Mansion at the age of eight, and at the age of twenty, she and my mother shared a husband. My mother was kind-hearted and pitied her, so she treated her well. But unexpectedly, a wolf was raised in a gentle place. She poisoned my mother half a year ago, otherwise why would her face be blue when she died? It was clearly a sign of poisoning!" She paused for a moment, suppressing the hatred in her heart, and continued, "Zhou always wore a purple moon sachet, right? If I remember correctly, my father also had one, my mother also had one, and I have one too. They were all made by Zhou, because her hometown is rich in purple moon incense."

Zhou nodded her chin and said, "Yes." She concealed nothing. Her pride and integrity made everyone believe that Zhou was absolutely wronged. Otherwise, how could she be so self-righteous?

"I heard that purple moon incense is only given to family members and people who hold an important place in one's heart. I am very grateful to Zhou for treating us all as relatives, but... I found something in my mother's sachet, and this thing happens to be with you!" Yu Qingli looked at Zhou with a calm look!

"What?" Yu Zhengsha asked with an indifferent look.

Yu Qingli approached Zhou. She was a head taller than Zhou. The latter looked at her straight, waiting for her final evidence!

She sneered and took a hairpin from Zhou's head. On the hairpin was a flower that couldn't be more ordinary.

"What is this?" Yu Qingli handed the hairpin to her and asked in a deep voice.

"Bai Ling, she is everywhere in the mansion. Could it be that the young lady doesn't recognize her?" Zhou also showed a hint of sarcasm.

"How could I not recognize Bailing? My mother's name is Li Bailing. She loves this kind of flower the most and she has planted a lot of it in the village. But is this really a Bailing? Everyone in the village knows that in order to please the eldest lady, Zhou must wear a Bailing flower on her head every year when the flowers are in full bloom. This hobby has never changed since you got married at the age of 20. But why... since half a year ago, you have been wearing a purple moon on your head?" She asked in a cold voice, her eyes like a clear spring, cold and shocking!

"What nonsense..." Zhou sneered, as if she was watching a joke.

"Purple moonflower is grown in abundance in your hometown, but few people know it. It is beautiful, but it is a poison and grows deep in the mountains. This flower is poisonous when it grows on the tree, but as long as it is watered and dried and made into a sachet, it can be a good medicine. As long as it is freshly picked from the tree, it will be fine if you smell it once or twice, but over time it will become poisonous and enter the heart, and there is no way to save it." She knew that no one in the mansion knew this flower and only thought it was a flower bell, but there was one person who knew it.

In my previous life, I did have some understanding of King Yan, although we didn't have much communication.

She turned around, her dark eyes meeting his charming peach blossom eyes. "Your Highness, I heard that your mother's hometown is Ziyue. Naturally, you must know something about the Ziyue flower. The petals of the Ziyue and Bailing flowers are exactly the same, except for the smell. The Bailing has a slight fishy smell, which is very faint and cannot be detected unless you smell it carefully. The Ziyue flower, on the other hand, has no such smell and is very fragrant. Please take a look at this flower..."

"Why should I... help you?" Murong Yanhui supported his head with one hand, tilted his head and interrupted her before she finished speaking. He leaned there lazily, his pair of black stone eyes seemed to be smiling, with a hint of evil arrogance.