Une jeunesse errante

Chapitre 123

Wang Jie immediately reported: "Lord of the castle, the Great Lord has returned."

After a long while, a heavy sigh came from inside. "Please let him in."

Wang Jie hurriedly opened the carved door, and Qingfeng was about to step onto the stairs when a clear, slightly breathless voice called out, "Please wait a moment. Great Lord, please wait a moment."

Qingfeng turned around quickly. In the wind and snow, He Yunya, draped in a wide-open red mink coat, her jet-black hair flying in the wind, had a delicate blush on her fair cheeks from walking so fast, and glistening beads of sweat glistened on the tip of her nose. A burning flame instantly ignited in Qingfeng's heart.

Zhou Jie, who had been standing behind Zhou Peng, caught sight of the stunningly beautiful He Yunya. Even though she knew He Yunya didn't like him, she couldn't help but move forward.

He Zhiqiang exclaimed in surprise, "Yun Ya, what are you doing here? Where is this place? Go back quickly!"

He Yunya shook off her older brother's hand and cried out, "Brother, let go!"

Liu Xicheng also tried to ingratiate himself, saying, "Miss He, you shouldn't be here. Go back quickly, would you like me to take you home?"

Zhou Jie glared fiercely at Liu Xicheng's hand that was supporting He Yunya, her eyes flashing with anger, wishing she could rush up and punch him away.

He Zhiqiang hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, let Xicheng take you back."

Seeing this, Qingfeng felt a pang of displeasure and said in a deep voice, "He Zhiqiang, Liu Xicheng, step down."

Upon hearing this, He Zhiqiang and Liu Xicheng immediately stepped back.

For some reason, Qingfeng was a little angry. He didn't even understand why he was unhappy. He said stiffly, "Miss He, is there something you want to say to me that you asked me to wait a moment?"

His cold, hard tone caused He Yunya's expression to change, her heart aching as if pierced by needles. She forced herself to remain calm, and her voice unconsciously became icy cold, "I grew up in a place teeming with poisonous insects. From a young age, in order to survive, I learned a lot about poisons and how to detoxify them. Even if I can't be of much help, please let me examine Jian Yue. If I can find out what kind of poison was used, we can find its source, which will definitely help in catching the murderer."

Qingfeng was stunned, as were He Zhiqiang and Liu Xicheng, and everyone else was stunned.

Cai Bo'an agreed, "Qingfeng, if Miss He can really find out what kind of poison it is, then it wouldn't hurt to let Miss He take a look."

Qingfeng then came to her senses and nodded, saying, "Please follow me."

He turned and walked into the study, He Yunya following behind, and then another person carrying a medicine box—it was Little Sparrow. Little Crow suddenly saw her, her eyes widening in shock, almost popping out of their sockets. Once they were inside and the carved door closed, Little Crow grabbed Wang Jie, "You...you saw it?"

Wang Jie shoved her hand away, pulled up her clothes, and said sullenly, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Don't pull and tug like that. I saw it, it's Little Sparrow."

"She disappeared as soon as Young Master Jianyue had his accident. I was so angry at her for being so heartless. I never imagined she'd gone to see Miss He." The little crow asked suspiciously, "How did she know Miss He knew those things?"

Wang Jie was stunned for a moment before realizing what she meant, "Yes."

Hearing this, Cai Bo'an, Lei Yongxiang, Su Haibo, and others nearby also became puzzled and glared at He Zhiqiang, making him flustered and at a loss for what to do.

Inside the room, Qingfeng glanced at Madam Lu, who had already composed herself and turned her face away, avoiding his gaze. Qingfeng looked towards the bed, and when he saw his cousin holding Qingjian Yue's body so pitifully and helplessly, his heart ached as if being stabbed, and tears instantly welled up in his eyes. He almost choked out, "Cousin."

"I heard everything." Lu Qingcheng got up and gently laid Qing Jianyue down. He silently gazed at Qing Jianyue's seemingly sleeping face, as if trying to deeply memorize it and etch it into his mind. After a while, he sadly left the bed and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for your trouble, Miss He."

He Yunya replied, "Yes."

She moved toward the bed, when suddenly, Madam Lu turned her face and said sternly, "You insolent girl, even now you still want to lie and deceive? You are not He Zhiqiang's sister at all. Who are you? What is your purpose in infiltrating this fortress?"

Her voice was extremely authoritative, and those who heard it outside the door couldn't help but tremble with fear.

Inside the room, He Yunya's face revealed a wicked sneer, "Madam Lu, you're disturbing my investigation of Young Master Jianyue, could it be that you're feeling guilty?"

"What did you say?" Madam Lu roared furiously, "How dare you be so audacious and rude! Qingcheng, how could you trust someone of such unknown origin?"

Lu Qingcheng remained silent.

Qingfeng calmly said, "No matter who Miss He is, we have no other choice now. Cousin, please trust her this once. What's the big deal if you trust her just this once? If she can really find out what kind of poison she used, it might be of great help in catching the murderer. Don't you want to avenge Jianyue?"

Lu Qingcheng sighed heavily again, "Let's do it your way."

He Yunya moved to the bedside, glanced down, and her delicate body suddenly trembled. "Little Sparrow, prepare the silver needles."

"yes."

Little Sparrow placed the medicine box she was carrying on the lacquered table beside the couch, opened the box, and deftly prepared everything. When she straightened up and inadvertently met the thoughtful gazes of Lu Qingcheng and Qingfeng, she was so startled that she hurriedly bowed to them.

Madam Lu snorted coldly and said in a gloomy tone, "Even the eyes of a falcon are no different from being blind this time. We've all been tricked by these two girls."

"Please be quiet for a moment and don't disturb me while I'm taking your pulse," He Yunya snapped.

Madam Lu chuckled and said, "What pulse can be taken from a dead person?"

He Yunya smiled wickedly, "Mrs. Lu, what would you do if I suddenly brought a dead person back to life in front of you?"

Madam Lu stared at her in horror, as if she had heard a mountain collapse. Lu Qingcheng and Qingfeng, however, were different. They were undoubtedly as if they had received a royal pardon, their eyes instantly flashing with hope, and their faces flushed with excitement.

"Miss He, you? You?"

"It's not certain yet. Please be quiet for a moment; I need to concentrate." He Yunya closed her eyes and continued taking the pulse.

The room was eerily quiet, save for the howling wind and the patter of snow against the windowpane. The mere time it takes to drink a bowl of tea felt like an eternity; Lu Qingcheng and Qingfeng, like prisoners in a courtroom, anxiously awaited their verdict.

He Yunya finally opened her eyes, and the two of them couldn't help but take a step forward. Even Madam Lu moved a little.

"Miss, how is it?" Little Sparrow asked on their behalf.

He Yunya flipped Qing Jianyue's eyelids again to look at her, then suddenly pressed her face against Qing Jianyue's chest. After a while, she straightened up and looked at Lu Qingcheng and Qingfeng.

Lu Qingcheng asked hoarsely, "How is it?"

Qingfeng also asked, "How is it?"

"Which quack doctor announced that Jian Yue was dead?" He Yunya said bluntly, "You are all really stupid. Young Master Jian Yue clearly still has a pulse and heartbeat, and he is breathing. How could he be dead?"

The four people in the room looked like four idiots, mouths agape and eyes wide open.