The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Liu Yuan secretly carried the ginseng soup towards Master Huang's inner room.

He Sui stood guard at the door for her, while Jiang Ping paced back and forth in her own yard, looking completely lost.

They kept praying in their hearts, "We must succeed! Otherwise, if we are discovered, the three of us won't survive."

Don't be fooled by her calm demeanor when she went to her brother to buy medicine; she was just putting on a brave face.

After all, the master had treated her well, but she couldn't be blamed for it; it was the master's fault for insisting on finding a son-in-law for that wretched girl, Huang Lianxi.

Liu Yuan's hands trembled as she looked at the old man lying on the bed, his eyes fixed on her, and she almost spilled the ginseng soup she was holding.

Cold sweat poured down his back, and he said in a timid voice, "Master, I've brought you something. Please eat some; your health is important."

Looking around nervously, he covered Master Huang's face with a handkerchief and squeezed the ginseng soup that was brought to him through his nose.

After struggling on the bed for half an incense stick's time, Master Huang finally breathed his last.

Liu Yuan carefully checked his breath with her hand. He wasn't breathing. Panicked, she staggered back two steps.

She quickly grabbed what she had brought and rushed out the door. He Sui, who was waiting outside, asked in a low voice, "How did it go?"

"He's dead," Liu Yuan said in a trembling voice.

He Sui, her face beaming with joy, grabbed her trembling hands. "Calm down, let's go quickly, don't let anyone know it was us."

After saying this, the two fled in panic.

Huang Lianxi squatted helplessly in front of Yu Ming's mansion gate, and suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitation.

Seeing this, Xiaoju quickly helped her up. "Miss, let's go back! If it's really not working, we can find another doctor to take a look at the master."

Huang Lianxi nodded. "Alright, let's go back first and talk about it later."

However, who else in this town could cure my father? Even the highly skilled physician Zhang was helpless.

Yu Ming remained silent after being captured. Cheng Yu locked him in the woodshed and ordered him to be kept under strict guard.

Zhu Wen, the head constable of the county government, rushed towards He Qi and his family's courtyard in a hurry.

He Qi, who was just about to leave, bumped into him.

They pulled Zhu Wen up as he was about to fall, asking, "What are you doing?"

Zhu Wen gasped for breath, "Lord He, something terrible has happened! Boss Zhang in the county government office has committed suicide by running into the wall."

"What? Come on, take me to see this quickly."

Just an hour ago

The constable ignored Mr. Zhang, who was constantly banging his head against the wall, since he had been doing this every day for the past two days.

Taking advantage of a moment when the constables were not paying attention, Boss Zhang suddenly slammed his head against the wall and fell to the ground instantly.

The constable, seeing that the man hadn't moved for a long time, hurriedly opened the cell door and went inside. By then, the man was already dead.

When Zhu Wen brought He Qi to the prison, a large crowd had already gathered there.

Silence

Ma Baocai looked at He Qi as he walked in, his forehead covered in cold sweat, his thick lips moving as he said, "Lord He... Lord He, it's all my fault for not handling things properly..."

He Qi: "Get out of the way."

The people standing next to Ma Baocai made way for He Qi.

He Qi was not unfamiliar with the scene before him, after all, there were quite a few people in Qingning County who died from taking Wushisan.

"Ma Baocai, go and inform his family to give him a proper burial!"

After finishing his sentence, He Qi left with heavy steps.

Before leaving, I glanced at the few people who were shouting and yelling in the prison because they were having a craving for Wushisan (a type of sedative).

Ma Baocai was afraid that others would die like Boss Zhang by hitting their heads against the wall, so he had already ordered the constables to tie them up and stuff their mouths with cloth, just in case they bit their tongues and committed suicide.

Seeing that it was already noon, Huang Nian instructed his servants to bring lunch to Master Huang.

As soon as the servants opened the door, they saw that Master Huang, whose eyes were fixed on the ceiling, had died silently.

The food box he was carrying fell to the ground, and he ran while shouting, "Something terrible has happened! Someone help! Something has happened to the master!"

Hearing the commotion, people rushed towards Master Huang's courtyard. Huang Lianxi, who had just stepped into the mansion, heard that something had happened to her father and ran away as fast as she could, lifting her skirt.

Huang Nian, who had arrived earlier, stepped forward and gently tested Huang Yuanwai's breath with his finger.

He was breathless, and she shuddered in fright, "Master, Master is not breathing."

Upon hearing the news, Huang Lianxi, who had just arrived at the door, was overwhelmed and fainted.

Jiang Ping and the other two rushed over and pretended to wail, throwing themselves at Master Huang's bedside, crying, "Master, how could you bear to leave us like this—"

Liu Yuan dared not approach, after all, she was the one who had personally fed the medicine to Master Huang, and she also pretended to faint, causing chaos in the Huang mansion.

Huang Nian couldn't bear it for a while, and his back bent quite a bit.

Impossible! The master was perfectly fine when he left, how could he possibly be dead!

Lin Xing quickly helped him up.

Huang Nian, as if grasping at a straw, cried out, "Quickly go and fetch Doctor Zhang! There's still hope for the master! Hurry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight backward.

Lin Xing felt that something was amiss, especially since Master Huang was perfectly fine when he saw him this morning.

How could he suddenly die? As far as he knew, people addicted to Wushi Powder wouldn't just die quietly.

Seeing that Huang Nian had fainted, Jiang Ping was now the most powerful person in the mansion.

She hurriedly stepped forward to take charge, "Someone, quickly send the steward back to fetch a doctor, and send the young lady back as well. Go and inform the clan elders immediately that the master has passed away."

With Jiang Ping's instructions, the servants began to act in an orderly manner.

Even if Lin Xing was slow to notice, he had already discerned some clues by now.

He glanced at Jiang Ping without making a sound, and just then he saw her exchange a look with He Sui.

This matter is strange; he must hurry and find Doctor Zhang. There's more to the story than meets the eye in Master Huang's death.

At the same time, Li Zhe also learned from He Qi about Boss Zhang's suicide by hitting his head against the wall.

My heart is heavy. It's all my fault for being careless. I thought everything was under control and didn't realize that someone had already lost their life.

Cheng Yu, sword in hand, stormed into the woodshed where Yu Ming was being held, demanding, "Tell me, where is Yu Ming?"

Yu Ming didn't lift his head, pretending to close his eyes and rest.

In a fit of rage, Cheng Yu quickly brushed away the stray hairs from Yu Ming's ear, but Yu Ming remained silent.

In the instant the sword was swung, one of Yu Ming's fingers was severed.

Blood flowed down his wrist, splattering onto Yu Ming's clothes.

Yu Ming's forehead veins bulged, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "No comment—"

Just as Cheng Yu was about to cut off his second finger, Li Zhe walked in.

"Xiao Yu, stop! Don't let him die so easily. We still need him to lure Yu Ming out."

In the capital, Zhao He burned the secret letter in his hand to ashes over a candle flame.

He snorted coldly, "How naive! Li Zhe has already arrived in Qingshui Town. What waves can you, Yu Ming, possibly make?"

The butler reminded him from outside the door, "Master, it's getting late, you should rest."

That was the end of that.