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

At the same time, Su Daya felt uneasy, as if she had overlooked something. She got up and walked to the table, picked up the box of osmanthus cakes, and opened the lid again. A familiar osmanthus fragrance wafted out. She picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and examined it carefully, her gaze falling on the few dried osmanthus flowers adorning it. She suddenly remembered that Chef Zhang had said the osmanthus fragrance was stronger than usual today…

Su Daya's heart stirred, and an idea flashed through her mind. She put the osmanthus cake back into the food box, quickly walked to Madam Lin's side, and whispered, "Mother, I think we should check Muya's room again carefully, and... Hongmei's room as well."

Upon hearing this, Madam Lin gave Su Daya an approving look and nodded: "Alright, let's go together."

Madam Lin and Su Daya, accompanied by several maids, thoroughly searched Su Muya's and Hongmei's rooms again, trying to find more clues. They turned everything upside down, carefully examining every corner, leaving no stone unturned.

"Mother..." Su Muya lay weakly on the bed, watching their busy figures, and called out softly.

Madam Lin walked to the bedside, took Su Muya's hand, and asked with concern, "Muya, how are you feeling?" Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were full of worry.

Su Muya shook her head gently, her face pale and her lips cracked: "Mother, I still feel dizzy and weak all over..." Her voice was weak and her breathing was a little unsteady.

Su Daya stood to the side, carefully observing Su Muya's expression, but found nothing unusual. She walked to the table, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to Su Muya: "Little sister, have some water."

Su Muya took the water glass, took a few small sips, and then handed it back to Su Daya. She leaned weakly against the headboard, her gaze somewhat unfocused.

The room fell silent for a moment, save for the soft rustling of the maids rummaging through things. The last rays of the setting sun shone through the window lattice, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

Su Daya took the water glass and placed it on the bedside table, her gaze still fixed on Su Muya, her brows furrowed with worry. She walked over to a maid who was holding something and examined it closely.

It turned out that the maid had found a small wooden box while tidying up Hongmei's room, and brought it to Su Daya. The wooden box was of ordinary design, with a few simple plum blossoms carved on its dark red lacquer surface, and nothing particularly special about it.

Su Daya took the wooden box and gently opened it. Inside lay a letter and a small packet of medicinal powder wrapped in oiled paper. Su Daya quickly unfolded the letter and skimmed through its contents.

The letter was written in beautiful handwriting, but its contents were chilling. In it, a woman calling herself "Meixiang" detailed how she had been instructed to poison Su Muya's tea and how she had hidden the poison in Hongmei's room. At the end of the letter, Meixiang expressed deep remorse and pleaded with the Lin family to spare her family.

After reading the letter, Su Daya's expression changed drastically, and her fingertips trembled slightly. She gripped the letter tightly, as if she wanted to crumple it up.

Noticing Su Daya's unusual behavior, Madam Lin immediately went to her side and asked with concern, "Daya, what's wrong? What happened?" Her voice was filled with anxiety, and her gaze was fixed on Su Daya's face.

Su Daya took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She handed the letter to Old Madam Lin, her voice trembling slightly: "Mother, please take a look at this..."

Old Madam Lin took the letter, put on her reading glasses, and began to read it carefully. As she read on, her expression grew increasingly grave. The air in the room seemed to freeze, the atmosphere oppressive and somber.

After reading the letter, Old Madam Lin took off her reading glasses, her face ashen, the letter in her hand trembling slightly. She looked up at Su Daya, her eyes filled with shock and anger. "This...this is simply outrageous! How dare someone be so presumptuous in the Lin residence!" Her voice was low, with a barely perceptible tremor.

Old Madam Lin took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and immediately ordered the maid beside her, "Cui'er, quickly go and invite the master over!" Her tone was urgent and firm, leaving no room for argument.

Cui'er accepted the order and left in a hurry.

Su Muya lay in bed, witnessing everything. A fleeting, almost imperceptible panic flickered in her eyes, and her face paled. She quietly reached under the covers and tightly clutched a small cloth bag hidden there. Inside the bag were the remaining poison and the letter she had written to Hongmei, which she had never been able to send. Sweat beaded on Su Muya's palms; she felt her heart pounding faster and faster, as if it would burst from her chest. She struggled to control her breathing, trying to appear as calm as possible.

Outside the window, the sky grew darker and darker, with thick clouds gathering, as if a storm was about to break. The atmosphere inside the room grew increasingly tense, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Old Madam Lin sat in a chair, her face grim, her eyes piercing as she stared intently at the doorway, awaiting the arrival of Old Master Lin. Su Daya stood by the bed, tightly holding Su Muya's hand, her eyes filled with worry and anxiety. Su Muya lay on the bed, eyes closed, feigning sleep, but her heart was in turmoil; fear and unease surged like a tidal wave, overwhelming her.

"master……"

Upon hearing the voice, Madam Lin immediately stood up and hurried to greet him. "Master, you've come." Her voice trembled slightly.

Master Lin strode into the room, glanced at Su Muya lying on the bed, then at Madam Lin and Su Daya, whose faces were grave, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?" His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were filled with doubt and worry.

Madam Lin handed the letter to Mr. Lin and said in a deep voice, "Read it yourself." Her lips were tightly pressed together, and her face was ashen.

Master Lin took the letter and unfolded it for a close reading. His expression gradually shifted from confusion to shock, and finally to utter ashen darkness. In the letter, Hongmei detailed how she had been instructed by Su Muya to poison Madam Lin's medicine, and how Su Muya had promised her a large sum of money to make her run away after the deed was done. At the end of the letter, Hongmei expressed deep remorse and fear; she was afraid of being exposed, and even more afraid that Su Muya would kill her to silence her.

After reading the letter, Master Lin's hand trembled slightly. He clenched the letter tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white. He took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions, and turned to look at Su Daya, asking, "Where... did you find this letter?" His voice was low and hoarse.