The legitimate daughter returns, and everyone in the Marquis's mansion regrets and begs for for

Rain dripped from the roof tiles, forming small puddles in the courtyard that reflected the gloomy sky. Xiao Cui knelt in the rain, shivering, clutching tightly the paper packet containing white powder. Su Daya stood to the side, watching Xiao Cui, her eyes burning with rage. Old Madam Lin stood by the window, her face ashen, the veins bulging on her hand gripping her cane.

"This...this was found in Hongmei's room." Xiao Cui stammered, her hair soaked by the rain, which clung to her face, making her look even more disheveled. She held the paper package above her head, as if offering it as a sacrifice.

Doctor Li stepped forward, took the paper package from Xiao Cui, and examined it carefully. The edges of the package were worn and had a faint yellow tinge, suggesting it had been stored for a long time. He opened the package, and the white powder emitted a faint, unusual fragrance. Doctor Li leaned closer to smell it, and his expression changed drastically: "This is Heartbreak Powder!"

"Heartbreak Powder?!" Old Madam Lin exclaimed in shock, her body swaying. Cui'er, who was beside her, quickly supported her. "Hongmei, how dare you!" she shouted angrily, her voice trembling slightly.

Hongmei was led into the courtyard, and upon hearing the words "Heartbreak Powder," her face turned deathly pale. Her lips trembled; she wanted to explain, but couldn't utter a single word. Su Daya suddenly rushed forward, grabbing Hongmei's collar, her eyes filled with hatred: "You dared to harm my Muya! I'll make you pay with your life!"

Hongmei stumbled a few steps as Su Daya pulled her. She looked at Su Daya in horror, her eyes filled with despair: "Auntie, I didn't, I didn't..."

Su Muya lay in bed, and hearing the commotion outside, she slowly opened her eyes and weakly called out, "Mother...Grandmother..."

Upon hearing Su Muya's voice, Su Daya quickly released Hongmei, hurried to the bedside, and took Su Muya's hand: "Muya, you're awake! How are you feeling?"

Su Muya shook her head slightly, tears streaming down her face: "Mother, Hongmei...she didn't harm me..."

Su Daya hugged Su Muya tightly, patting her back gently. "Muya, don't be afraid, Mother will stand up for you." She looked up at Old Madam Lin, her eyes pleading. "Mother, Hongmei has served Muya for many years and has always been loyal. She couldn't possibly have done such a thing. Someone must have framed her!"

Looking at Su Muya's frail appearance, Old Madam Lin was filled with grief and sorrow. She took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and said in a low voice, "Hongmei, do you have any evidence to prove your innocence?"

Hongmei knelt on the ground, soaked to the bone by the rain. She trembled and shook her head desperately, "Madam, I didn't... I really didn't..."

Old Madam Lin closed her eyes, her heart filled with helplessness and sorrow. When she opened her eyes again, her gaze had returned to calm: "Guards, drag Hongmei away and give her a proper burial." She paused, then added, "Xiaocui, considering this is your first offense, I'll reward you with some silver. Go back to your hometown."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Cui felt as if she had been granted a pardon and immediately kowtowed to express her gratitude. Hong Mei, on the other hand, was dragged away by two old women, her desperate cries gradually fading into the sound of the rain.

Su Daya fed Su Muya the medicine prescribed by Doctor Li, and Su Muya quickly "woke up." After "waking up," she heard the news of Hongmei's death and was devastated, crying so hard that she fainted several times. Su Daya comforted her tenderly, patting her back gently and whispering words of comfort.

Seeing Su Muya's heartbroken appearance, Old Madam Lin grew increasingly suspicious. She secretly observed Su Muya's every move, her eyes filled with scrutiny. Su Muya's cries were heart-wrenching, but Old Madam Lin felt that there seemed to be an element of acting in them.

Madam Lin secretly resolved to investigate the matter discreetly and find out the real mastermind behind it all.

Back at his clinic, Dr. Li was organizing his medicine chest when he discovered that one ingredient was missing—perilla. Perilla was the antidote for the poison Su Muya had been given. He was even more puzzled. Su Muya had clearly been poisoned with a poison called "Heartbreak Powder," so why did she need perilla as an antidote? Moreover, perilla wasn't even listed in his prescription…

Dr. Li was puzzled and decided to visit Su Muya at the Lin residence again, hoping to find some clues from her.

"It seems that many secrets are hidden beneath the calm surface of the Lin family mansion..." Doctor Li muttered to himself, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes. He picked up his medicine box and strode out of the clinic.

Su Muya lay weakly on the bed, tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes. She turned to look at Su Daya and whispered, "Mother..."

Su Daya quickly grasped Su Muya's hand: "Muya, what's wrong?"

Su Muya's lips moved slightly: "I want...I want to eat osmanthus cake..."

Su Daya stroked Su Muya's forehead tenderly and said softly, "Okay, Mother will have someone go buy it right away. What flavor do you want? Sweet or savory?"

Su Muya gently shook her head, her voice hoarse: "I want...I want Hongmei's..." As she spoke the words "Hongmei," tears welled up in Su Muya's eyes again, and she choked up, unable to speak.

Seeing this, Su Daya's eyes also reddened. She gently patted Su Muya's shoulder and comforted her, "Muya, Hongmei is gone... We... we'll never mention her again, okay?"

Su Muya cried even harder, clutching Su Daya's hand tightly as if it were a lifeline: "Mother, Hongmei... she died so tragically..."

Old Madam Lin stood to the side, having overheard the entire conversation. She narrowed her eyes slightly, a barely perceptible glint of coldness flashing within them. She turned and instructed the maid beside her, "Go, bring the freshly made osmanthus cake from the kitchen." The maid obeyed and left.

In the Lin family kitchen, the cooks were busy preparing dinner. A maid rushed in, panting, and said, "The old lady instructed that the freshly made osmanthus cakes be delivered to Miss Muya's room." The cook quickly packed the freshly baked osmanthus cakes into a food box and handed it to the maid.

The maidservant carried a food box and hurried towards Su Muya's room. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window lattice onto the corridor, casting long shadows on the ground.

In Su Muya's room, Su Daya was gently wiping away the tear stains on Su Muya's face with a damp handkerchief. Su Muya's emotions gradually stabilized, but her face remained pale.

A maid pushed open the door and placed a food box on the table: "The old lady instructed that osmanthus cake be sent to Miss."

The maid gently placed the food box on the table, and a sweet fragrance of osmanthus blossoms wafted out from the gaps in the box, filling the entire room.

Su Daya picked up the food box, her fingers touching its warm surface, and slowly opened the lid. Instantly, an even richer fragrance of osmanthus wafted out, as if the entire room was instantly filled with a golden sweetness.