However, just as she stepped through the door, a black shadow suddenly rushed towards her, screaming and knocking against her legs, "Madam, you have to save us, we listened to your orders and did your work for you!"

Shen Zhi Qiao was caught off guard. He cried out in fear and retreated to the door.

Qi Muzhu, who was standing outside the room, saw this and immediately rushed forward nervously. However, before he could even take a step forward, his arm had been forcefully grabbed.

With a gloomy face, Qi Muyun pulled him back a bit, and said in a low voice, "Fourth Bro, you can't interfere in this matter!"

"But second sister-in-law …" Qi Muzhu rebutted with worry, but at this moment, she heard a scream coming from inside the room. At the same time, the servants surrounding the house cried out in surprise and pushed back.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition arose in his heart. Qi Muzhu turned around to look.

He saw that the black-clothed man, who had originally been in a hurry to call for help, had now rolled his eyes. His face was filled with a deathly aura as he stood on the doorpost.

Without waiting for him to digest the scene in front of his eyes, the other men in the room were all terrified. Ignoring the bundle in their hands, they ran out of the room with frightened faces, but before they could even step out of the door, they fell on the floor one after another like the man before them.

Everything happened so fast that he could not even see who did it or how.

There were two tiny silver needles stuck in each of the men's temples.

Leng Yan squinted his eyes and whispered, "It's Madam …"

His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone in the courtyard to hear.

Qi Muyun coldly humphed, "It really is her!"

The conversation between the two instantly caused the servants to sigh.

Qi Muzhu frowned in displeasure as she looked fiercely at Leng Yan, "How can you call her second sister-in-law without any evidence?!"

"…" Leng Yan did not reply, but frowned.

He clearly remembered that day in the hunting ground, his wife had used this "needle technique" …

"All of you, scram out!" His voice was deep and heavy.

Everyone in the courtyard was attracted by the voice and turned to look.

He was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe and his body was shaped like a celery. His face was cold and his eyes were dull. He stood in the doorway with his hands behind his back. He did not seem angry at all.

In a moment, only Qi Muzhu and the other three remained in the courtyard.

Duan Qi Feng watched the 'play' all night, and he had a nagging feeling that things weren't as simple as they seemed on the surface.

Furthermore, the Shen Zhiqiao that he knew, although he was a very strange person, although he would often do actions that were out of the ordinary, he was not a heartless and merciless woman who would do anything she wanted.

Thus, he had his doubts about what he saw and what he heard.

Thus, he said to Qi Mujing, "Dusk Scene …"

Qi Feng, it's getting late. Qi Mujing's voice was plain, but it couldn't be refuted.

Duan Qi Feng could only swallow his words. He turned around and walked out of the courtyard after giving a final look at the dumbstruck Shen Zhi Qiao.

Qi Muzhu was also very stubborn, but she was also very relieved. She didn't want to let go of the woman sitting inside the door. Her two feet wouldn't budge even half a step.

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Qi Muyun's eyes flashed with a thought, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

When this thought popped up, it made his back tremble slightly. After he secretly exhaled, he circulated his inner force to grab onto his shoulder and, ignoring the excitement of struggling, jumped out of the courtyard.

After everyone had left, Qi Mujing turned to look down at the woman with the pale face, who was curled up under the door.

He slowly crouched down and used one hand to hold her arm while the other hand forced himself to hold her chin. He stared into her eyes and asked, "Why did you do that?!"

There were a few cold corpses lying beside him. Shen Zhi Qiao, who was still in a state of fear, could only stare at him.

Everything had happened too fast for her to accept.

The dead. This was the first time she saw so many people die in front of her.

She opened her mouth, but could not utter a single word.

Qi Mujing automatically treated her silence as being speechless.

She angrily shook off her hand, only to see a hint of red flying out from her palm.

He squinted and saw a red silk bag.

The long finger reached out and lightly grinded it onto the fingertip.

In the next moment, the expression in his eyes suddenly became unfathomable, and his expression slowly turned cold.

Suddenly, he grabbed the back of Shen Zhi Qiao's head, and quickly pulled her into the curtain. He placed her on the table, gritting his teeth, "Shen Zhi Qiao, the thing on the table is what you asked the mansion to give to Zhi Er, right?"

Shen Zhi Qiao was slightly relieved by his vicious actions. He looked at the large and small bags of medicinal herbs on the table and muttered, "These are some of the antidote I got the doctor to prescribe …"

"Shen Zhiqiao, you're still making this up!" Qi Mujing flung her away with an ashen face, picked up a handful of powder from the table, and threw the silk bag at her face, "Is this also what you call tranquilizing your spirit medicine?!"

After being hit heavily on the ground, Shen Zhi Qiao's eyebrows creased in pain. Puzzled, he looked at the furious expression on Shen Zhi Qiao's face before turning his gaze towards the item that he threw over.

When she saw the red bag, her whole body shook. She almost immediately came to her senses and reached for it.

However, a pair of clean and slender hands beat him to it.

"Shen Zhi Qiao, you disappoint me!"

His voice was so cold, so hard, his words mercilessly pounded into her heart.

For Shen Zhiqiao, who had lived on his tolerance for six years, this "disappointment" was just too great.

She stood up in panic and reached for his hand. "Jing, listen to me explain. I just wanted to keep you, so how could I give you up to someone else? I, I, I want to be your legal and proper husband and wife! "

However, her explanation had a different meaning to Qi Mujing's ears.