The maid carried the flowerpot over and hurled it into the lake.
The flowerpot arced through the air, then suddenly stopped above the lake, suspended without moving.
"Old Madam... Old Madam! There's a ghost!" The maid pointed at the flowerpot floating in midair, her legs turning to jelly with fright as she hid behind the Old Madam.
Madam Qiao's face went pale. She had only drugged her a little, not killed her. Surely there could not be a ghost!
She looked around and found no one nearby, and panic rose in her heart.
Still, she mustered her courage and shouted, "Who's playing tricks?"
Behind the rockery.
Two figures slowly emerged. When Madam Qiao saw Qiao Zhishu and the beauty beside him,
She froze on the spot.
"Zhishu..."
"Mother, do you know what you're doing?" Tears glimmered in Qiao Zhishu's eyes.
He had never imagined that the first person to come destroy the evidence of his wife's infertility would be his own mother.
Who the culprit was needed no explanation.
"Zhishu, I was afraid seeing it would make Youling miss her family, so I..." Madam Qiao had never been as composed as Old Master Qiao.
With her deeds exposed under such eerie circumstances, her mind immediately descended into chaos.
"Mother, there's no need to explain. Don't you and Father know better than I do what's in that Flower Soil? Mother, come with me!"
Qiao Zhishu held back the tears in his eyes.
Though his parents had treated him coldly, they had still raised him to adulthood.
But how could he wrong his wife?
So he would bring everything into the open, take his parents before Youling, and give the Zhong Family's Daughter an answer.
Madam Qiao's expression turned ugly.
Zhishu knew?
Oh no, the Herb Residue from the Pregnancy-Calming Medicine!!!
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