The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Later, the crowd gradually dispersed and the streets returned to calm.

Ye Lingrong looked at Qin Miaoxi excitedly, her eyes full of admiration: "You are amazing! How did you know it was her who did it?"

Qin Miaoxi looked at her with a smile, her tone relaxed: "That's not difficult. If it was really you who kicked over her vegetable basket, with your status, you would never argue with her for a mere five taels of silver."

Lu Shiya gave a thumbs-up in appreciation and said with a smile, "It's you! You're so thoughtful and you saw through her tricks at a glance."

Ye Lingrong's heart was moved when she heard this. Her gaze lingered on Qin Miaoxi for a moment, and she suddenly revealed a sly smile: "You're such an interesting person! How about this, you break up with Lu Shiya, and I'll be your best friend?"

Lu Shiya sneered and hit back bluntly: "Haha, you're poaching my people? You're dreaming!"

Ye Lingrong raised her chin unwillingly: "This is Miss Qin's business, what does it have to do with you?"

After she finished speaking, she seemed to feel that the bargaining chip was not enough. With a roll of her eyes, she immediately added, "How about this, you become my sister-in-law! This is my brother, a famous young talent in Jingzhao. There are absolutely no messy maids or concubines in the backyard. Our Ye family has a strict family tradition. In this life, there can only be one wife. Concubines and mistresses are not allowed. Once discovered, they will be expelled from the family! What do you think?"

Her enthusiastic "sales promotion" immediately made Ye Junyan sweat profusely.

Not only did he not dare to look at Qin Miaoxi, who seemed to be smiling, but he also did not dare to look at Lu Shiya, who was gloating beside him. He hurriedly grabbed Ye Lingrong and warned in a low voice: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will put you in solitary confinement!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Lingrong was not afraid at all. Instead, her eyes lit up and she said excitedly, "Brother, it turns out you can be shy sometimes! It seems you really care about Sister Qin!"

Ye Junyan: “…”

He cursed in his heart: [This girl is definitely the best at betraying me!]

Meeting Qin Miaoxi's half-smile, he quickly bowed and said sincerely, "Sister-in-law, I have absolutely no improper thoughts about you. Please understand!"

He raged inwardly, "You idiot! Explain yourself! If my sister-in-law misunderstands, I'll beat you half to death. Most importantly, Shiya, please don't misunderstand me! Otherwise, even if he jumps into the Yellow River, he won't be able to clear himself. How can I marry her in this life?"

Qin Miaoxi couldn't help but laugh, her eyes curved with laughter. As expected of someone who followed that playboy Lu Qingchen, his train of thought was indeed different from others.

Seeing Ye Junyan sweating and at a loss, Qin Miaoxi decided to let him go and said mercifully, "Okay, I know exactly what you mean."

After saying that, she glanced at Lu Shiya implicitly, her eyes meaningful.

Ye Junyan's face flushed instantly, and he glanced at Lu Shiya from the corner of his eye, wailing inwardly, "Was I so obvious? Why did my sister-in-law see through it, and Shiya still didn't know anything? Woohoo! It must be that treacherous Ye Lingrong who did that! If she hadn't always made Shiya unhappy, I would have gotten her long ago!"

Lu Shiya looked at him in confusion, frowned, and glared back provocatively: [What are you looking at? Be careful or I'll dig your eyes out. How dare you look at me with such a strange look?]

Only Ye Lingrong hadn't figured out what was going on. She was still immersed in the joy of "matchmaking," secretly rejoicing in her heart: "Mom! We're going to have a little grandson soon!"

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

The scene suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was so awkward that it was suffocating.

Ye Junyan felt very uncomfortable and said goodbye to the two of them in a hurry. Then he grabbed Ye Lingrong and almost dragged her away from the scene.

Lu Shiya looked at their backs and cursed inwardly: "What a spoiler!"

Then he took Qin Miaoxi's hand and said, "Let's go back and continue eating."

The two turned and left, but they didn't know that a window on the second floor of the restaurant behind them was quietly opened.

A beautiful woman was nodding her head at what was happening downstairs, a smile of interest on the corner of her lips.

A light breeze blew by, and the maid beside her hurried forward, closed the window, and said with concern: "Madam, you are not feeling well, you can't be exposed to the wind."

The woman said coquettishly, her voice soft and charming: "Then I want to eat five kinds of osmanthus cakes."

The maid smiled helplessly, and said in a doting tone: "Okay, okay, I will buy it for you right away."

Soon, the maid hurried out of the restaurant and disappeared into the bustling street.

In the private room reserved by Lu Shiya, the two had just sat down when the dishes were served one by one.

The waiter smiled and said attentively, "Princess, your dishes are all here. Please enjoy."

Lu Shiya nodded and called Qin Miaoxi: "Miaoxi, come and have dinner. These dishes are the signature dishes of this restaurant."

She had just picked up a piece of fresh fish with her chopsticks when Qin Miaoxi's expression suddenly hardened. She slapped the back of her hand and said sternly, "Put it down!"

With a "dong" sound, Lu Shiya's chopsticks fell on the table. She looked at Qin Miaoxi in surprise and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black color suddenly surged onto the tip of the chopsticks and spread upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a flash, the entire pair of chopsticks was corroded into a pool of black water, emitting a pungent smell.

Lu Shiya couldn't help but gasp, her expression suddenly changing: "This dish is poisonous!"

Qin Miaoxi nodded solemnly, and said in a low voice: "Yes, not only this dish is poisonous, but other dishes are also poisonous."

Lu Shiya's heart trembled, and she immediately picked up another pair of chopsticks from the table and tried other dishes one by one.

As expected, every dish contained a deadly poison. The chopsticks turned black and corroded quickly when touched.

She stood up suddenly, her face livid, and shouted sternly, "Waiter! Where's the waiter? Get up here!"

Her voice echoed in the box, carrying with it uncontrollable anger and chill.

Lu Shiya's shout immediately attracted a flurry of chaotic footsteps.

The waiter ran up in a hurry, with beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously startled by the sudden call.

"Princess, what can I do for you?" The waiter bent over, his tone respectful but with a hint of uneasiness.

Lu Shiya stared at him coldly, her tone sharp: "Who has touched these dishes?"

The waiter was taken aback by the question and quickly explained, "Princess, are you dissatisfied with the dish this time? I'll change it for you right away!"

Lu Shiya raised her eyebrows and raised her voice suddenly: "Let me ask you, who has touched these dishes?"

The waiter was intimidated by her presence and immediately stood up straight. He replied tremblingly, "There are the chef, the waiter, and me." After that, he asked cautiously, "Princess, is... is there something wrong?"

Lu Shiya didn't answer, but directly picked up the chopsticks and stuck them into one of the dishes. In an instant, the chopsticks were corroded into a pool of black water, emitting a pungent smell.

The waiter was so frightened upon seeing this that he stammered, begging for mercy, "Princess, Princess, I'll go get them all right now! Please wait a moment!"

After he said that, he staggered away.

Not long after, he not only brought back the chef and waiter who had touched the dishes, but also called the innkeeper. Murdering the princess was a serious crime, and they, as small men, could not afford to bear the consequences. Naturally, they had to find someone of some importance to handle the situation.

Looking at the people standing in a row, Lu Shiya slowly walked up to them, and her sharp eyes swept over them one by one like a knife.

Finally, her gaze rested on the shopkeeper and she asked coldly, "Who poisoned you?"