Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

Xie Qingli frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the medicinal powder on the paper. In the candlelight, the powder reflected a tiny bit of light.

She pondered for a moment, then suddenly stretched out her hand and blew out a strong wind. The candlelight suddenly went out, and the whole room was plunged into darkness. Only the silvery moonlight shone through the window lattice, casting patches of mottled light and shadow.

Xie Qingli cast his gaze at the powder again, and saw that under the cover of darkness, the originally inconspicuous powder actually emitted a faint blue light.

Chu Yuncang's pupils shrank slightly, and he asked in surprise: "Li'er, why are these powders shining blue?"

Xie Qingli sighed softly: "If I'm not mistaken, this pill is mixed with Losing Soul Powder, and the dosage is extremely high."

Chu Yuncang's heart sank, and he hurriedly asked, "What kind of medicine is Lost Soul Powder? Is it poisonous?"

Xie Qingli nodded and said in a deep voice, "The Lost Soul Powder is colorless and odorless. It can slowly accumulate in the body, gradually eroding the person's body and will. When it accumulates to a certain level, it can cause the person to lose their mind, or even temporarily lose their memory, leaving them at the mercy of others."

She looked at Chu Yuncang steadily, a hint of worry in her eyes, and continued, "The Lost Soul Powder is also highly addictive. Once you get addicted, it's difficult to get rid of it."

Chu Yuncang clenched his fists, veins popping out on his arms. His eyes blazed with anger, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke word by word, "That demonic Taoist Ling Xuan, how dare he poison my father like this? He deserves death!"

Then, a trace of helplessness appeared on his face, and he sighed, "It's a pity that my father now relies on Lingxuan. He was willing to cover up for Lingxuan when something big happened at Xuanjing Temple. If I tell my father that these Huiyuan Pills are poisonous, he will definitely not believe me and may even vent his anger on me!"

Chu Yuncang narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "That Lingxuan is not a man who keeps to himself. I have sent people to monitor him for a long time, but I haven't been able to catch him at all. He only goes to the palace and stays at the Imperial Master's Mansion. He is like a cunning loach, slippery and unyielding."

Xie Qingli lit the candle, looked at Chu Yuncang tenderly, and advised softly: "Your Highness, don't worry too much. The Huiyuan Pill that the Emperor takes every day must be different from this pill. Otherwise, Eunuch Deshun would not have suspected anything, and the Emperor would have been poisoned long ago."

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, outlining a faint smile: "I can prepare some pills that look similar and mix the antidote in them. Although I can't remove all the toxins in the emperor's body, I can ensure that the situation does not continue to deteriorate."

A warm feeling surged in Chu Yuncang's heart. He looked at Xie Qingli affectionately, his eyes full of gratitude.

He spoke slowly, his voice trembling slightly: "Li'er, thank you! Meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life..."

Xie Qingli's eyes flickered as he chuckled, "Your Highness, there's no need to thank me. You and I are partners with the same goal. We should support each other and fight side by side!"

The two exchanged a smile. Time was precious, and there was no time to lose. They methodically began to prepare the medicine.

After working all night, Xie Qingli climbed over the wall and returned to Li'an Garden at the crowing of the cock. She had just taken a good nap in bed when she was woken up by Chunya.

Today is the day when Master Wuwang is seeing patients. Xie Qingli quickly washed and dressed, and after he was ready, he called Leng Shuang and prepared to go out.

Chunya hurriedly stopped Xie Qingli and said anxiously, "Miss, there's a mourning hall in the mansion today. Do you... do you need to go and pay your respects to Young Master Xuan'er?"

Xie Qingli paused, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. In her previous life, Xie Tingxuan had grown up to be arrogant and domineering, and bullied the maids in the mansion wantonly. But in this life, Xie Tingxuan was still young, and he had no deep hatred with her. The dead are the greatest, and she should go and burn some incense for Xie Tingxuan.

She lowered her head to look at her body. She was wearing a moon-white dress today. It was simple, elegant and solemn, just right for such an occasion.

Xie Qingli nodded slightly towards Chunya and said softly, "Let's go to the mourning hall."

As they walked out of Li'an Garden, they heard faint cries coming from the air. As they got closer, the cries became clearer and louder.

At the entrance to the mourning hall, Xie Qingyao's eyes were sunken and bloodshot, like a small white flower withering in the wind, losing its former vitality and energy. She paced back and forth, her face full of confusion, and her eyes occasionally cast towards the mourning hall.

She should have gone in and burned some incense, otherwise it would have aroused other people's suspicion. But she had a nightmare all night long. Whenever she closed her eyes, Xie Tingxuan's face was purple and his eyes were wide open. He looked like a ghost from hell, sticking out his long tongue and coming to her again and again to take her life.

She was not afraid of these ghost stories at first, but ever since Aunt Hua disappeared, she felt as if her backbone had been taken away, and she felt uneasy.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally raised her foot, but instead of entering the mourning hall, she slowly turned around and walked back.

"Oh my, I was wondering who was wandering around here, it turns out to be Sister Yaoer!" Xie Qingqi's face was cold and her tone was sarcastic, and she walked out of the mourning hall quickly.

She stopped at the door of the mourning hall and said coldly, "Why did Sister Yaoer leave? Aren't you going to pay your respects to Brother Xuaner?" She laughed sarcastically, "Brother Xuaner treats you like his own sister. He praised you for being beautiful, kind, and noble. For you, he even gave up his sister, me."

"If you hadn't come to see him off, Brother Xuan'er would have been so restless that he wouldn't even want to be reincarnated..."

When Xie Qingyao heard this, the blood drained away from her face. She felt a gust of cold wind blowing past her, and her hair stood on end. She couldn't help but shiver.

"I... I have something important to do today. I'm leaving now!" she said in a trembling voice, a hint of fear and uneasiness that was hard to conceal. She didn't dare to look at him again and fled from the mourning hall.

Looking at Xie Qingyao's fleeing back, Xie Qingqi spat lightly and said coldly: "Bah! You are so guilty, Xuan'er must have been killed by you!"

She turned to look at Xie Qingli, who was watching the fun from the side. A sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said in a deep voice: "Xie Qingli, what are you doing here? If you feel guilty, go back as soon as possible and don't be an eyesore here."

Xie Qingli's face was calm as he said calmly, "I haven't done anything wrong, why would I feel guilty?! I'm just here to burn some incense for my brother Xuan'er."

Xie Qingqi's eyes were filled with anger and disdain, and he sneered: "Humph! It's just false sympathy!"

But she still made way and gave way.

Xie Qingli, accompanied by Chunya and Lengshuang, walked lightly into the mourning hall. She slowly walked to the incense table, picked up three incense sticks, and gently lit them. She closed her eyes and silently prayed that Xie Tingxuan would be reborn into a good family in his next life.

After burning incense, she turned around and found two children kneeling on the ground. One was a boy of four or five years old, and the other was a little girl of eight or nine years old. Both of them were wearing mourning scarves and mourning clothes, with hemp ropes tied around their waists, and their faces were full of confusion.

Xie Qingli frowned. Who were these two children and why were they wearing mourning clothes for Xie Tingxuan?