The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

A ray of cold moonlight penetrated the layers of shade and sprinkled mottledly on Xiao Yan's face.

That wrinkled old face appeared particularly gloomy in the interweaving of light and shadow. However, at this moment, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a meaningful smile, and a chilling light flashed in his eyes.

His voice was low and hoarse as he laughed, "I want your blood."

Qin Miaoxi was surprised when she heard this: "My blood?"

Fu Yifan stood in front of Qin Miaoxi almost instantly and refused in a firm tone: "No!"

He knew full well that his junior sister had been frail and sickly since childhood, and his master had expended countless precious elixirs and elixirs to nourish her. While her blood wasn't a cure for all poisons, years of elixirs had made it exceptionally special, a rare medicinal ingredient. If this information were known to outsiders, it would likely attract countless covetous individuals, potentially even leading to her own death.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan sneered and stared at Fu Yifan with a venomous gaze: "Why, you're reluctant? Or is there something special about her blood?"

Fu Yifan's expression was stern, and his tone was filled with warning: "If you continue to pester me, don't blame me for being rude."

Qin Miaoxi stood behind Fu Yifan, feeling his tense body and the faint anger emanating from him, and felt both moved and worried.

She gently pulled Fu Yifan's sleeve and whispered, "Big Brother, don't be impulsive."

After that, she turned to Xiao Yan and said, "I'll give you blood."

"Little junior sister!"

"Miss!"

Fu Yifan and Zi Yan both looked at her disapprovingly.

Qin Miaoxi comforted him, "Big Brother, it's okay. Senior Sister is the most important."

"But..." Fu Yifan looked hesitant. Both junior sisters were equally important. How could he exchange one for another?

Xiao Yan's eyes moved between the two of them, and he suddenly uttered a low, cold laugh: "Give it to me or not?"

"Here." As soon as the words fell, Qin Miaoxi put the knife on her wrist, "How much do you want?"

"Great!" Xiao Yan laughed loudly, "I don't need much, just one bottle will do."

"Whoosh-"

With a light sound of breaking through the air, a palm-sized porcelain bottle flew out from Xiao Yan's sleeve and headed straight for Qin Miaoxi.

Her eyes fixed, and she reached out to take it without hesitation. She then pulled out a dagger from her sleeve. With a flash of the blade, a long and thin wound appeared on her wrist.

Blood slowly flowed down her wrist. The movement was clean and neat, without any hesitation.

Xiao Yan stood not far away, staring at her movements with burning eyes, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

He raised his right hand slightly, palm facing upward, and an invisible suction force suddenly erupted. An exquisitely carved wooden box flew from a distance and landed steadily in his hand.

He gently opened the lid of the box, and immediately, a refreshing fragrance filled the air.

Fu Yifan's pupils suddenly shrank, his heart filled with shock. The brocade box held none other than the century-old Tianshan Snow Lotus! Even at the mere scent of it from afar, his internal Qi involuntarily began to circulate, becoming even more vigorous. Even more astonishingly, those subtle injuries that had accumulated over the years actually showed signs of healing under the influence of this fragrance.

At the same time, Qin Miaoxi's blood had already filled the porcelain bottle.

She quickly bandaged her wrist with a cloth, screwed the cap back on, and tossed it toward Xiao Yan. "Senior, the blood you requested is ready. Now, is it time to hand over the Tianshan Snow Lotus to us?"

Xiao Yan caught the porcelain bottle, a meaningful smile on his face: "Okay! I keep my word."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw the brocade box containing the Tianshan Snow Lotus high into the air, drawing a graceful arc in the air. Fu Yifan's eyes fixed, and his body moved like lightning. He jumped up in an instant and caught the brocade box steadily in his hand.

However, the moment he landed, Xiao Yan's figure disappeared into the night like a ghost, leaving only a low laugh echoing in the air: "Little girl, your blood... is indeed not simple!"

Qin Miaoxi frowned, looked down at the bandage on her wrist, then looked up in the direction where Xiao Yan disappeared, and murmured softly, "What on earth does he want to do?"

Fu Yifan clenched the brocade box in his hand, his eyes stern: "No matter what he wants to do, we must be careful."

Qin Miaoxi nodded and said, "We have obtained the Tianshan Snow Lotus. I would like to trouble you, Senior Brother, to quickly deliver it to Senior Sister."

"um, I……"

Before Fu Yifan finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed and he abruptly lowered his head to look at his hand holding the brocade box.

I saw a black line as thin as a hair rapidly spreading upwards along his palm, which was weird and terrifying.

"This brocade box is poisonous!"

Qin Miaoxi's eyes narrowed as she quickly pulled out several silver needles from her sleeves. With lightning-fast fingertips, she pierced several acupuncture points on Fu Yifan's arm. The speed at which the black light, which had been visible to the naked eye, spread suddenly slowed down and finally stopped.

"Don't move, I'll handle it."

Before she finished speaking, she had already ripped off her outer shirt and wrapped the brocade box tightly with the cloth. Then, she pulled out an antidote pill from her bosom and quickly stuffed it into Fu Yifan's mouth, saying in a serious tone, "Big Brother, this poison is extremely strong. The silver needles and antidote pills can only temporarily control it. But to completely detoxify it, we need to use your blood to carefully analyze the toxicity. Let's go back first and make plans later."

Fu Yifan nodded palely: "Okay."

Qin Miaoxi and Zi Yan supported him on the left and right. Fu Yifan struggled to stand up, and the two of them quickly walked away in the direction they came from.

However, shortly after they left, a dark shadow slowly walked out from behind the tree. It was Xiao Yan who had just left.

He looked at the direction where the two people were going away, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to himself: "Little girl, you are really good. However, this poison is not that simple..."

As the night wind blew, his figure dissipated into the darkness like smoke, leaving only a low laugh that drifted away with the wind.

After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, Qin Miaoxi immediately ordered the housekeeper to prepare a quiet guest room.

She placed Fu Yifan on the couch, quickly took out a set of silver needles and a medicine bottle, and skillfully drew his blood. While carefully observing the changes in the blood, she quickly wrote and drew on the paper.

Soon she had written out a densely packed prescription that listed hundreds of medicinal herbs. Without even looking up, she instructed, "Zi Yan, go to the alchemy room to find some medicine. If there's anything missing, go to the storehouse at the Marquis' Mansion."

Zi Yan took the prescription and turned away without hesitation.

The housekeeper also hurried over and ordered the servants to bring a wooden barrel filled with medicinal bath. Several people worked together to help Fu Yifan into the barrel. The moment the medicine seeped into his skin, he couldn't help but groan, his brows furrowed, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The potion also quickly turned into a thick black color in an instant, and its toxicity was so strong that it was terrifying.

Seeing this, Qin Miaoxi took out a silver needle and whispered in a soothing voice, "Big Brother, this is a herb poison. Although it's highly toxic, it's not difficult to cure. I've already written a prescription. Now I'll use the silver needle to seal a few of your major acupoints to better expel the toxins from your body."

Fu Yifan's consciousness was already a little fuzzy, and his vision was hazy. He nodded reluctantly and asked weakly, "Tian... Tianshan Snow Lotus...?"

The silver needle in Qin Miaoxi's hand paused slightly, and she whispered, "Don't worry, Senior Brother. I have carefully kept the Tianshan Snow Lotus. The poison in the brocade box cannot affect the Tianshan Snow Lotus. The most important thing now is to cure your poison. We can discuss other matters after you recover."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yifan seemed relieved. He slowly closed his eyes and let Qin Miaoxi give him acupuncture.

A moment later, Zi Yan hurried back with a large pile of herbs, beads of sweat still hanging on her forehead. Qin Miaoxi took the herbs and quickly began to prepare the antidote.

An hour later, a bowl of thick and bitter medicine was prepared and fed to Fu Yifan. His complexion gradually improved.

"Change the medicine barrel."

This time the potion only changed a slight color, and even after changing two medicine barrels, the color of the potion did not change.

Qin Miaoxi immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The poison was finally resolved. However, the drug had eroded the tendons and veins of the eldest brother's body, and he would need some time to recuperate before he could recover.

"That damn Poison King."