After he finished speaking, he handed a small porcelain bottle to her.

Madam Qin trembled all over and said, "Once you take the pill inside, you will die without pain. I am reluctant to let you go, but I have to consider the reputation of the Qin family. Your father can no longer hold his head up in front of your grandfather because of the evil things you have done. His position as head of the family is also in jeopardy!"

Qin Duanyan looked down at the porcelain bottle in his hand, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips.

She turned to look at Madam Qin: "Mother, am I your biological child?"

Madam Qin immediately replied, "Why not? But we rely on men to survive. Without their protection, I'm afraid we won't be able to live well!"

Qin Duanyan calmed down instantly. She said disappointedly, "This bottle of poison will sever our mother-daughter relationship in this life. From now on, you must always remember that you, as my biological mother, personally delivered the poison to me!"

Mrs. Qin felt regretful for a moment and wanted to take the poison back.

But she suddenly heard the Qin family head's scolding: "Let that shameful and unfilial son die outside. From now on, he is not allowed to appear in front of me again. He is a disaster star. Not only can he not help the Qin family in this life, he will even bring disaster to the Qin family!"

She bit her lips hard, quietly suppressing the last bit of softness in her heart.

She said sadly, "My son, go well. I only hope that in the next life, you will not be reborn as a woman again!"

She turned around and stumbled away, Qin Duanyan's indifferent voice echoing in her ears: "From now on, the relationship between mother and daughter is severed, and we will never see each other again in this life!"

Mrs. Qin had no reluctance at all and just urged the carriage to leave quickly.

Qin Duanyan was holding the poison in her hand and felt that there was nothing more sad than despair. She originally still had a glimmer of hope for her mother, but after hearing what she said, she felt like a clown.

She knew from a young age that she had a special status, so she worked hard to study.

Her studies were the best and she always received praise from her teacher and grandfather.

But it couldn't change her at all. Even when she was happiest, she would cry and ask, "Why aren't you a boy?"

It wasn't until that moment that she suddenly understood.

What the mother wants is a son, even if that son doesn’t learn martial arts or is not ambitious, it doesn’t matter!

She clenched her fists tightly, but no more tears came out.

She felt that it was not worth it to cry for those who did not love her!

She lowered her head, reached out to open the porcelain bottle, and tilted her head back to pour all the poison pills into her mouth.

Soon, Lin Yiwan's figure appeared in her hazy vision. She asked dazedly, "What are you doing here? Are you going to see me off for the last time?"

She heard a dissatisfied scolding in her ear: "Who said you have to die? You need to spit out all those poison pills quickly!"

Soon, the news that Qin Duanyan, a son of the Qin family in northern Jiangsu, committed suicide in the dungeon out of fear of punishment spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital.

Madam Qin, on behalf of the head of the Qin family, announced that he would be expelled from the Qin family because he had brought disgrace upon the family, so naturally, he would not take her body back.

Luo Feng was so sad that he buried her.

The next day, Luo Feng, who never asked for leave from court, fell ill, and his illness was very serious.

He blamed himself for not being able to protect his cousin, which led to his death in the prison.

He became increasingly thinner and even neglected his official duties.

After all, he was in a high position, and the emperor could not bear to see a minister who was in a very important position lying on his sickbed.

He found Lin Yiwan and asked her to go and diagnose Luo Feng.

She did not refuse, and directly carried the medicine box and went into the Luo Mansion with a maid.

When Luo Feng heard that the Marquis's wife was coming in person to see the patient, he forced himself to go out to greet her even though he was feeling unwell.

It's just that he had been feeling depressed for many days, and he felt dizzy after just taking a few steps.

He couldn't stand steadily at all and was about to fall forward.

At this time, the maid who had been with Lin Yiwan hurriedly ran to him, raised her hand to support him and said, "Sir, be careful!"

Luo Feng was extremely weak at this time. He said somewhat dejectedly, "I'm really sorry to have let Madam Hou laugh at me. I feel so guilty!"

Lin Yiwan scolded him, "What do you have to feel guilty about? I really don't understand why the Subei Qin family didn't react at all to Qin Duanyan's death. The Qin family head even stood up and told the world that he was dead for a good reason. The Subei Qin family didn't have a descendant who brought shame to the family. Why are you so upset?"

Luo Feng's eyes immediately turned red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Madam Hou, it is precisely because of this that I feel pity for my cousin. It's all my fault that I was busy with official duties and neglected to take care of him. If I could go back in time, I would definitely have a good talk with him and ask him why he had such thoughts!"

Lin Yiwan interrupted in a deep voice: "There is no such thing as regret medicine in this world. Even if Qin Duanyan were alive, she probably wouldn't want to see you so depressed. Luo Feng, you are not sick at all. You just can't accept her death!"

Just one sentence made Luo Feng's whole body tremble violently, and tears began to fall from his eyes in a moment.

Lin Yiwan couldn't stand this the most. She sighed helplessly, "Luo Feng, you've only been with Qin Duanyan for a few days, how could you have such deep feelings for her?"

Luo Feng shook his head: "No, Madam Hou, you don't know that Duan Yan and I have known each other since we were young. One time when I went back to the Qin family with my mother, I was bullied by several cousins. He stood up to protect me. At that time, those people laughed at him for being a dwarf and overestimating his own abilities, but even if he was beaten and cried, he had to stand in front of me!"

Lin Yiwan looked at the maid next to her intentionally or unintentionally, and the smile on her face was almost impossible to conceal.

Luo Feng was so immersed in his own thoughts that he didn't notice her strangeness at all.

He sobbed sadly, "He was able to protect me when I was little. When I grew up, I became a high-ranking official in the dynasty, but I watched him lose his life. It's my fault. I just wish I could follow him!"

Lin Yiwan quickly reminded him, "Minister Luo, just cry for a while. Those who know me think I'm here to see you, but those who don't think I've bullied you!"

Luo Feng belatedly wiped his tears and said with a guilty look, "Madam Hou, you are right. I am not sick. I just cannot accept my cousin's death. Please tell the emperor to give me a few more days. After I recover, I will definitely go to the palace to apologize to him!"

Lin Yiwan said calmly, "You are already terminally ill. No matter how many days you are given, you won't recover. Why not let me, your maid, give you a few acupuncture injections? It will definitely make your worries go away!"

Luo Feng had heard that Lin Yiwan's acupuncture skills were very powerful, but he couldn't understand, could sadness be eliminated by acupuncture?

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