After transmigrating into the book, I helped my mother reconcile with her divorced husband.

At night, it was a mess, separated by several courtyard walls.

Lu Zhiyuan looked up from a pile of scrap paper and asked, "What happened?"

Qingzhi walked in carrying a late-night snack. Seeing the ink stains on her face, she shook her head and said, "Madam has repeatedly warned you, but Miss still dares to defy the rules and stay up all night here so brazenly. She really doesn't care about her health."

"Good sister, don't tell Mother." Lu Zhiyuan said coquettishly as she took the handkerchief and wiped the ink off her face. "It's just drawing a few pictures. It won't take much effort. I promise I'll go to sleep after I finish this one."

“Miss, you must keep your word and not let Madam worry again.” He glanced at her and put away the paper and pen: “Miss, you don’t know, Madam has fainted several times along the way and her eyesight is failing. Afraid that Miss would worry, Madam repeatedly ordered me not to tell Miss about this.”

"Your mother's eyesight is bad? When did that start?"

"She cried during her postpartum period." She sighed and set the table. "Madam feels very guilty, believing that she didn't take good care of Miss, which is why Miss was born sick and couldn't live to adulthood. It's strange, though. Those who take care of Madam are all from our Xie family, and Madam's dowry nanny prepares all three meals a day. Whether it's fruits, vegetables, or meat, everything that goes into her mouth is handled with utmost care. So how did Ji Wanwan poison Madam?"

"Perhaps he slipped it into his mother's food when no one was looking. In small amounts and multiple times, it was hard for anyone to notice."

Qingzhi shook her head: "Impossible!"

Lu Zhiyuan looked up in confusion: "Why is it impossible? The Marquis's mansion is so big, and they all use the same kitchen. It's quite normal for maids and servants bribed by Ji Wanwan to sneak in and tamper with things."

“If it were when the lady had just married into the Marquis’s mansion, the situation the young lady described might have been possible. However, ever since the lady became pregnant, her food, clothing, and living arrangements have all been separated from the old lady’s. The lady uses the small kitchen in the courtyard. When cooking, there are not only cooks and female cooks, but also nannies and maids who supervise her to ensure that every dish and every process is done without error. When she is not cooking, she is also supervised by a dedicated person, and it is impossible for others to approach her.”

“Then it would be other things, such as the hairpins my mother wears, the clothes she wears, or the furnishings in her room. Those who harm others will always rack their brains, and you can’t guard against them.” Lu Zhiyuan didn’t take Qingzhi’s words to heart.

She was once a skilled assassin, racking her brains to carry out assassination missions, many of which were impromptu and beyond her own imagination, so how could those who were wary of her have come up with such plans?

She wasn't one to dwell on the past; regardless of how that person poisoned her mother, the fact remained that she had been poisoned.

The noise outside continued. Lu Zhiyuan frowned slightly and asked, "What's going on outside? Why is the noise getting louder and louder?"

"Perhaps there's been a dispute among the servants. I'll go check on it later."

"Sister Lao, go and see them now, don't let them disturb Mother."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the door slammed shut.

Qingzhi stopped what she was doing, frowned, and went into the courtyard. The courtyard gate opened, and an unfamiliar maid rushed in.

"Miss Qingzhi, please let Miss go and take a look ahead!"

Before Xie Chaoyun came to Ganzhou, Manager Xie and the people in the Xie household all referred to her as Madam. After Xie Chaoyun arrived, they called her Madam and changed their address to Miss Lu Zhiyuan.

"What's going on up ahead? Why must Miss go there?" Qingzhi asked, frowning.

"This servant...this servant can't explain it either." The maid was extremely anxious: "This matter is complicated, and Miss will have to go and see for herself to know."

"What kind of matter requires Miss to go and see for herself to know?"

Qingzhi held a dagger to the maid's neck: "You look unfamiliar to me. Are you a maid from the Xie family?"

"This servant is Wufu, Miss Xie's dowry maid. I just returned to the mansion with Miss and her husband this evening." The maid said tremblingly, "It was a letter from Master to Miss, saying that a distinguished guest has come to the house and asking Miss to bring her husband back."

Seeing that Qingzhi's dagger hadn't left her hand even slightly, she swallowed hard and continued, "My son-in-law is also in business, and he relies on the Xie family in many ways. I swear, I'm telling the truth. If even one word is false, I'm willing to die."

"Is the young lady you're talking about Manager Xie's daughter?" Qingzhi moved the dagger.

"Yes, my young lady's given name is Xie Xiang. She is seventeen years old and has been married for more than half a year." The maid closed her eyes and said, "The young master's surname is Gu. He is in the silk business. Gu is an extremely rare surname in Ganzhou. Miss Qingzhi will know as soon as she asks. I am not lying."

Seeing that the maid didn't seem to be lying, Qingzhi put away the dagger: "Miss has already gone to bed. If there's anything, let Manager Xie handle it. This is his residence; guests shouldn't interfere in the host's affairs."

"The shopkeeper can't do anything about it," the maid said anxiously. "The Crown Prince wants to kill Physician Jiang, and the Madam has been traumatized; her condition is not good."

"Who does the Crown Prince want to kill?"

"Jiang... Physician Jiang."

Qingzhi frowned: "Speaking nonsense will get your tongue pulled out."

"This servant is not speaking nonsense! If it weren't for the two imperial physicians, Cui and An, stopping me..."

"I'm afraid Physician Jiang is probably..." The maid glanced ahead and said, "Miss Qingzhi, please, let Miss go to the front and take a look. There's such a mess right now; only Miss can stop it. I really don't know what exactly happened."

Seeing that Qingzhi hadn't returned for a long time, Lu Zhiyuan knew that something had happened at the Xie residence. She stood at the door and listened for a while, until she heard the Crown Prince say that he wanted to kill Physician Jiang, before she opened the door.

Upon hearing the sound, Qingzhi and her maid turned around together.

Lu Zhiyuan grabbed a piece of clothing and had Qingzhi help her to the front yard.

In the front courtyard, Xie Chaoyun sat pale-faced in a chair, which appeared to have been moved from another room, with a cushion thoughtfully placed behind it. Imperial Physician Jiang's hair was disheveled, his face bruised and swollen, and a clearly visible, still-bleeding sword wound ran down his neck. The Crown Prince, his face contorted with rage, pointed his sword at him.

Lu Yun and Han Ting also arrived, exuding a strong, undisguised killing intent.

"What are you doing so late at night?" Lu Zhiyuan walked up to the Crown Prince and took the sword from his hand. "How old are you? Can't you talk things out?"

"Speak properly." The crown prince scoffed. "Ask my dear uncle, would he dare to tell?"

Physician Jiang avoided the Crown Prince's gaze and looked at Xie Chaoyun.

Xie Chaoyun opened her mouth to ask, but was afraid of hearing the answer she didn't want to hear.

The Crown Prince picked up the sword from the ground, his smile bitter: "Fifteen years, Uncle, you actually kept this from us for fifteen years. You manipulated the Xie family, the Lu family, and the entire royal family. Did you really love Madam Xie? Doesn't loving someone mean wanting that person to live a good life? Look at what you've done! You ruined her, ruined A-Yuan, and ruined all of us in the process."

Physician Jiang closed his eyes: "Whether you believe it or not, none of this happened as I wished!"

"Not your wish? You dare say it wasn't your wish?" The Crown Prince rushed up to Physician Jiang: "Look into A-Yuan's eyes, in front of Madam Xie, please say it again, Uncle, that it wasn't your wish."