The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

"impossible!"

Meng's eyes widened, fire spurting out of them as she glared at Zhao lying on the ground, "I've clearly sucked all the blood out of her body, how could she still be alive?"

Qin Miaoxi had a faint smile on her lips, but she didn't say anything.

Her scallion-white fingers were as nimble as butterflies, and the silver needles in her hands were like nimble snakes, swimming without stopping, and accurately piercing several major acupuncture points on Zhao's body at a speed that was too fast to be seen.

Then, she casually took out a shiny pill from her sleeve and stuffed it into Zhao's mouth with a swift movement.

In an instant, it was as if a god had descended and performed a miracle. Zhao's originally pale and lifeless face quickly turned a touching rosy color, just like a dead tree coming back to life in spring after the cold winter, and regaining its vitality.

Qin Miaoxi raised her eyebrows at Meng, as if to say: Look, isn't this alive?

"No, that's impossible!"

Meng's eyes were filled with disbelief, bloodshot as she stared at Zhao, her hands trembling slightly with anger and shock. But Zhao's expression was visibly improving. The ironclad truth was staring her in the face, leaving no room for disbelief.

An unprecedented panic surged in Meng's heart. She suddenly shouted at Qin Miaoxi at the top of her lungs, "That bitch deserves to die. Why did you insist on saving her?"

Seeing this, Qin Miaoxi frowned slightly, a cold look flashed in her eyes, "Why do you want to kill her?"

Meng's face flushed red and she struggled with all her might, but it was all in vain, like a fly trapped in a spider web.

She was filled with resentment and anger, her eyes wide open, burning with rage as she roared, "It was that Zhao! She's the one who brought me to this hellish situation. She deserves to be cut into pieces! Damn it!"

At this moment, her heart was filled with hatred, and she only thought about how to break free from the confinement of the yamen runners and kill Zhao again.

Lu Qingchen's sword-like eyebrows instantly twisted into the shape of a "川" character, and he stared at Meng with a sharp gaze, asking sternly, "Tell me everything. How did she make you like this?"

But if you look closely, you can see that his eyes are full of coldness and mockery.

When Meng thought of the tortures that she could not bear to recall, an unconcealable fear flashed in her eyes and her body trembled slightly.

She gnashed her teeth and spoke word by word, "That Zhao is a devil! Every time the master came to my room, she beat me like a mad dog. I still can't forget the pain of the whip lashing my skin and flesh! That's not all, she even humiliated me, forcing me to drink her urine and soaking me in foul-smelling sewage. She said that someone as filthy as me should be treated with sewage, just as filthy as me. She didn't let me out until I was completely swollen. I almost lost my life! Tell me, doesn't she deserve to die for doing such a cruel thing?"

Every word she spoke seemed to use up all her strength, and those painful memories gnawed at her heart like a poisonous snake.

Lu Qingchen's lips curled up into a bone-chilling sneer, his voice shrouded in frost as he said with a double meaning, "Of course she deserves to die. A mere maid who climbed into the bed is unworthy of causing trouble in this house."

"Zhao was originally my mother's maid. She took advantage of my mother's pregnancy and climbed into her bed, causing her to give birth prematurely and nearly killing both of them. And you were her servant, yet you ended up climbing into Lu Yuande's bed. What's the difference between your behavior and that of a shameless whore? You both deserve to die!"

He was extremely disgusted with these women who tried to curry favor with the powerful, especially those maids who did not keep their duties.

When Qin Miaoxi heard this, she looked at Lu Qingchen in astonishment, thinking to herself: No wonder he hates the Zhao family so much, it turns out they have such a deep blood feud.

A trace of pity for Lu Qingchen's past experiences quietly welled up in her heart.

In an instant, his gaze shot towards Zhao like a frosty blade, and his voice was as cold as a pond: "Where did you get the blood-sucking worm?"

"Blood-sucking worms? What nonsense are you talking about!" Meng's face was full of confusion when he heard this. It was obvious that he had no knowledge of these blood-sucking worms.

Qin Miaoxi frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then immediately changed her tone to a more direct question, each word clear and resounding: "So when did you develop this horrific habit of sucking human blood?"

She knew in her heart that if a person's body was infected with blood-sucking worms and failed to suck fresh blood in time, he would instantly go crazy, just like the horrifying appearance of Zhao who had just crouched beside the wooden basin without any reason and frantically sucked pig's blood.

Zhao's face twisted, her resentment spreading like a substance. She screamed, "That time, she threw me into the sewage! She must have put something shameful in it, otherwise how could I have become this half-human, half-ghost monster that feeds on blood?"

"Since you hated her so much, why didn't you kill her earlier? Instead, you killed Mei Niang, Mei Xiang, and Li Shi?"

Qin Miaoxi's cold voice echoed in the air. The candlelight in the room flickered, and the dim light cast a distorted shadow on the wall, as hideous as Meng's.

Her eyes were filled with ruthlessness, her hands clenched tightly into fists, her nails digging into her flesh. She said fiercely, "They deserved it! I just wanted to go to the storehouse to get some things to exchange for medical treatment, but Meixiang from the third room ran into us. That girl's eyes were full of greed, and she threatened me, demanding 30,000 taels of silver, otherwise she would tell everyone about this."

At this moment, Meng was completely insane, her body trembling uncontrollably as she blurted out everything. "Everyone in the Third House relies on us for their livelihood, yet you still want to take money from me? You're just daydreaming!"

Qin Miaoxi narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard this, walked up to her step by step, and said slowly: "So, you kill her."

Meng was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. She suddenly jumped up and rushed to Qin Miaoxi. Her finger almost poked the tip of her nose and she shouted excitedly: "No! How could I kill her!"

Seeing this, Lu Qingchen quickly stood in front of Qin Miaoxi, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, staring at Meng, his muscles tense, ready to deal with any possible extreme actions of Meng at any time.

An unfathomable look flashed across Meng's eyes, her face filled with fear and unwillingness. She twisted her bound body and said quickly, "After I rejected her, she went crazy and pounced on me to grab the key to the warehouse. We were struggling, and she slipped and fell into the well."

Outside the window, the wind was howling, and the branches were shaking wildly, making a creepy noise.

Lu Qingchen's expression suddenly became stern, his brows furrowed tightly, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

After discovering Meixiang's body, he determined that Meixiang had been drained of blood and then thrown into the ancient well.

"You..." He took a step forward and was about to speak when Qin Miaoxi grabbed him.

Qin Miaoxi gently pinched Lu Qingchen's wrist, signaling him to be patient. Lu Qingchen nodded slightly, suppressing the doubts in his heart, but his eyes were still fixed on Meng like torches.

Qin Miaoxi raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and then asked, "So, how did you suck her blood?"

Meng's expression instantly became panicked, and the color drained from her face. Without hesitation, she replied, "Yes, I sucked her blood first, and then I fell into the ancient well after she lost consciousness. Yes, that's it."

She spoke very quickly, repeating herself repeatedly, as if this would make others believe her, but her trembling body betrayed her.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew in from the window, making the papers on the table rustle, and the candlelight jumped violently a few times, just like Meng's panicked heart.

As soon as Meng finished speaking, Qin Miaoxi and Lu Qingchen looked at each other, and a hint of understanding flashed in their eyes.

Qin Miaoxi shook her head slightly and told Lu Qingchen not to expose her yet and let her continue.

"What about Mei Niang?"