He favored his concubine and I cut off my wealth. Everyone in the mansion was in a panic.

In addition, Zhang's mother and Qiu Rui's situation is very similar. After coming out of Huichun Hall, they also have nothing in their hands.

For a moment, Shen Qing really couldn't figure out what the Mu family was up to.

If Zhang's mother bought medicine to treat her today, then what did Qiu Rui buy the day before yesterday?

Could it be that Lin Xuefu had some problems and was not convenient to make it public?

Since he couldn't think of a result for the time being, Shen Qing stopped thinking about it. If it goes as expected, he will know the answer in the next few days.

…

Shen Qing thought that according to Mu Ziqian's temperament, he would be anxious to take action within two days, but he didn't expect that after waiting for three days, there was no movement from Mu Ziqian.

But thinking about it carefully, it is very reasonable. After all, Mu Ziqian left Tinglan Courtyard angrily in public a few days ago. If Shen Qing had any problems at this time, the first person everyone would suspect must be Mu Ziqian.

Shen Qing also knew that this kind of thinking was definitely not Mu Ziqian's, and it was most likely Lin Xuefu who was behind the scenes.

Shen Qing asked Haitang and Mujin to continue to keep an eye on the movements of Fuyun Pavilion and Qifutang, and then he went to look through the account book.

After arranging the entry ceremony for the three concubines, there was only 500 taels of silver left in the account. According to the current situation, there is no doubt that Yangling Marquis's Mansion will be starving next month.

Shen Qing was looking forward to such a result.

On the last day of Mengxia, April 30th, the whole Yangling Marquis's Mansion was calm.

Kitchen.

Qingzhu walked in from outside, found Liu Mama's position with ease, and then helped her.

Liu Mama smiled, and her eyes looked at Qingzhu more gently.

The refreshing aroma penetrated into her nose, and Qingzhu wondered, "Mother, which courtyard is this soup sent to? It smells so good."

"This is sent to the young lady. You should watch the fire carefully."

After saying that, she added, "If you like it, mother will stew it for you another day."

Qingzhu smiled, "I know that mother loves me the most."

As she spoke, her eyes kept scanning around. Seeing that no one noticed this side, Qingzhu took advantage of the moment when Liu Mama lowered her head to sprinkle all the medicine powder hidden in her sleeves into it.

The soup was boiling hot, and the fine powder disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

When Liu Mama raised her head, there was no trace of anything unusual in the pot.

Watching Liu Mama serve the soup and send someone to send it to Tinglan Courtyard, Qingzhu left the kitchen on the pretext that Mu Ziqian had something to do.

……

Hongyan Hall.

When Qingzhu came back, Mu Ziqian's eyes were bright.

After dismissing all the maids and servants, Mu Ziqian asked Qingzhu anxiously, "What happened?"

Qingzhu nodded, "Don't worry, sir. I came back after watching the poisoned soup being sent to Tinglan Courtyard."

Mu Ziqian's smile deepened, and there was a little more appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Qingzhu, "You did a good job, what reward do you want?"

Qingzhu did not respond, but walked towards Mu Ziqian, and boldly climbed up Mu Ziqian's neck with both hands, "Sir, Qingzhu doesn't want anything, I just want to stay with you."

Hearing this, Mu Ziqian smiled, reached out and held Qingzhu's little hand that was still about to make trouble, and kissed it gently on his lips, "Zhu'er wants it, so of course I will give it to her."

The bed curtain fell, and a petite figure could be vaguely seen kneeling on the bed.

...

Tinglan Courtyard.

The table was filled with a dazzling array of exquisite dishes, but Shen Qing did not move at all.

Chan Yi closed the door, and Hai Tang said, "Madam, someone in the kitchen just reported that Miss Qing Zhu, who was beside the young master, went to help with lunch today, and she and Mama Liu stewed this pigeon soup together."

Shen Qing looked at Chan Yi, who took out the silver hairpin from her head and inserted it into the soup, but the hairpin did not change color.

Shen Qing did not believe that Qing Zhu did nothing, so he asked Hai Tang to fill a small half bowl of pigeon soup in a bamboo tube and went out to check.

Chan Yi removed the pigeon soup, and Shen Qing started to eat, but because he had something on his mind, he only took a few bites and put down his chopsticks.

After the maid cleared away all the dishes on the table, Shen Qing and Chan Yi were the only ones left in the room. Shen Qing asked, "Has Lu Yan not been here for a while?"

Chan Yi nodded and poured Shen Qing a cup of warm water. "Miss, have you forgotten that Shizi Lu sent a letter saying that he would leave Shengjing for a while and would not be back until the Dragon Boat Festival?"

Shen Qing took a sip of water and responded, "Maybe I have been spoiled these days. I didn't think about it this way when I didn't see him for more than a year before."

Some things are not terrible if you can't get them. What's terrible is to get them and suddenly lose them.

Chan Yi chuckled, "If Master Lu knew that Miss missed him so much when he was away, he would be so happy."

Shen Qing's ears turned red, and she turned to ask Chan Yi: "I saw you and Li Ze were very close, are you interested?"

This time, it was Chan Yi's turn to blush, and she stuttered, "No...no."

Shen Qing didn't believe it, "Really?"

Chan Yi's cheeks were flushed more and more, "Miss, how can you say this kind of thing so bluntly."

Shen Qing laughed at her, "You are useless. You were very generous when you talked about me just now, why are you so shy when it comes to yourself?"

Chan Yi retorted, "This is different!"

Shen Qing's smile became more and more obvious. If Chan Yi and Li Ze could really get together, Shen Qing would naturally be happy to see it happen.

When Haitang came back, it was almost dinner time, and she brought back a piece of news that Shen Qing had expected.

There was indeed poison in the pigeon soup, but the poison was rather strange, so the silver hairpin could not detect it.

The poison Qingzhu put in was called ‘Loss of Soul’, a chronic poison that would not take effect immediately. It would take at least three days to take effect.

Moreover, it was not enough to just take ‘Loss of Soul’, there must also be soul-guiding incense, and only when the two were combined would ‘Loss of Soul’ begin to work.

Although ‘Loss of Soul’ was a poison, it was not fatal, but the poisoned person would be eroded by the poison little by little in the heart and mind, not only would the body become weaker and weaker, but the spirit would also become more and more depressed.

After saying that, Haitang added, “The old doctor at Renjitang also said that ‘Loss of Soul’ was not a common poison, at least, it could not be bought at ordinary pharmacies.”

Because the poison came from Huichuntang, Haitang chose Renjitang, which was as famous as Huichuntang.

After listening, Shen Qing pondered for a moment. Since ‘Loss of Soul’ is not a common poison, why does Huichuntang have it?

Moreover, this kind of poison with complex use and insidious effects should not be sold by a regular medical clinic, right?

After pondering for a moment, Shen Qing wrote a letter to Lingyi. He had two purposes. One was to send someone to Huichuntang to buy a few packs of ‘Loss of Soul’ and the other was to secretly monitor Huichuntang.

It was not that Shen Qing was suspicious, but when he heard about such a poisonous thing, the only thing Shen Qing could think of was the Thousand Poison Sect.

…

The next day, Chanyi put the ‘Loss of Soul’ sent by Lingyi into her arms and quietly brought it into Tinglan Courtyard.

Looking at the five small packets of powder in front of her, Chanyi smacked her lips a little, "The servant who just delivered the medicine said that this powder is very expensive. Just a small packet costs a full 100 taels of silver."

The five packets in front of her were 500 taels of silver, equivalent to the entire fortune in the account of Yangling Marquis Mansion.

Shen Qing chuckled, "It's so expensive, so I have to try it carefully to see if it works."

After saying that, he picked up a packet of powder and began to look at it. It was an ordinary milky white powder with a light smell, just a faint medicinal fragrance.

Shen Qing rewrapped the powder and pushed it in front of Haitang, "Find an opportunity to put these packets of powder in the meals of the Marquis, the Madam, the Young Master, and Aunt Lin, one packet for each person, don't be biased."

Haitang was startled and subconsciously said, "Young Madam, this is..."

A smile appeared in Shen Qing's eyes, "Of course it's a tooth for a tooth. If they want to poison me, then just wipe them out."