Listening to her daughter's heartfelt words, the pregnant Lady Hou went on a killing spree.

"Where should I put it?"

Mother, you'd never guess where he hid the poison.

Seeing that her mother didn't speak, An'an didn't beat around the bush either.

[Place it in your Qinghe Courtyard, Mother.]

Ji Yueru never imagined that Marquis Anshun would hide poison in Qinghe Courtyard; no one would have guessed it.

[The twelfth brick from the east wing of the courtyard wall, and then the twelfth brick from the bottom up, is movable; a groove has been cut into its interior, and the poison is hidden inside.]

Knowing that the poison was inside Qinghe Courtyard, Ji Yue Ru didn't rush to check it. What she was thinking about now was how to let the people sent by Steward Yu know that the poison was hidden in the cracks between the bricks of Qinghe Courtyard.

[Mother, you're so foolish! It's better to put the poison in the room where Marquis Anshun lives than to let someone else discover it. I think tonight is a good opportunity. Before that man in black gets to Marquis Anshun's courtyard, Mother, you should go now.]

Ji Yueru's eyes lit up; how come she hadn't thought of that?

"An'an is still the smartest."

"That's right, don't you even know who I am?"

"Understand."

Zhiyi came in from outside.

"lady."

"Go to the sewing room and see if the clothes I made a couple of days ago are finished."

"Shall we go now?"

"Um."

"Yes, madam, I'll go right away."

After Zhiyi left, Ji Yueru went to the courtyard wall and, following An'an's instructions, pulled out the loose brick. Sure enough, she found a porcelain bottle stuck in the groove inside.

She put the porcelain bottle in her bosom and restored it with bricks. With An'an, her cheating device, she didn't encounter a single servant on her way to the courtyard where Marquis Anshun lived.

Upon arriving at the courtyard gate, Ji Yueru saw a gatekeeper and straightened her clothes before stepping forward.

The gatekeeper, upon seeing that the visitor was Lady Hou, hastily gave a bow.

"Madam, what brings you here?"

"I'll go get a book from the Marquis's bookshelf."

The old woman didn't think much of it and let Ji Yueru in.

Ji Yueru went straight to the house where Marquis Anshun lived.

"Mom, there's a hidden compartment behind that painting on the wall. You can put your things in there."

Peeling back the painting hanging on the wall, they found a hidden compartment behind it. Pulling out the box and opening it, they discovered several letters inside.

The envelope was unsigned, and being hidden in such a discreet place, it must not be anything of any interest.

"An'an, do you know what this is?"

[I know, these are love letters between Marquis Anshun and Ji Chunjiao. They were very careful; they didn't mention names in them, only their feelings for each other. They didn't mention the twins at all.]

"An'an, please help me out. Let me know if anyone comes."

"Mom, what are you going to do?"

"Send evidence to the Yu family."

I opened one of the love letters and skimmed through it. Even just looking at the handwriting, I knew it was Ji Chunjiao's.

She went to her desk, picked up a pen, and wrote a reply on the paper in Ji Chunjiao's tone, her handwriting being impeccable.

Whether in this life or the previous one, she was very familiar with Ji Chunjiao's handwriting.

Without him, only familiar with Seoul.

When she has nothing to do, she likes to copy other people's handwriting. She has copied all the handwriting of her family members. Now she can even copy the handwriting of the old lady of Anshun Marquis and Lin Yuxue so well that people can't tell the difference. It is a niche hobby of hers.

An'an's voice was filled with excitement.

[Mother is truly resourceful. If the Yu family finds this letter, the two of them won't be able to deny it even if they want to.]

Blow dry the ink on the written letter and fold it neatly.

[Mother, hurry! Someone's coming! They'll be here in six breaths.]

He quickly stuffed the letter into the envelope and put it in the box, then jogged over to the painting and put the box in. He turned back to the table and picked up a book he had just randomly chosen.

Just as she took the book in her hand, the door was opened from the outside, and the maid Yu Hua was quite surprised to see Ji Yue Ru inside.

"Madam, what are you doing here?"

He showed her the book he was holding.

"Come here and find a book."

After escorting the person to the courtyard gate and watching them leave, Yu Hua looked at the old woman guarding the gate.

"When did you arrive, Madam?"

"I've only been here for a short while, not long at all."

Unexpectedly, the lady arrived suddenly while she was in the outhouse, looking at the gatekeeper with a stern face.

"If Madam comes to come in the future and I'm not there, you should keep her occupied for a while and not let her come in alone."

"Don't worry, Miss Yuhua, this old servant will definitely remember next time."

Yu Hua was a personal maidservant to Marquis Anshun, but she was different from other maidservants.

Normally, if Marquis Anshun didn't want to go to his concubine's room, he would have Yuhua serve him. This was an open secret in the Marquis's mansion, and it was only a matter of time before Yuhua became a concubine.

Yu Hua, who had returned, was still worried and searched the room again, finally fixing her gaze on the calligraphy brush on the desk.

Holding the used calligraphy brush, she tried to recall carefully whether she had forgotten to wash it before.

Ji Yueru was exhausted after the trip, so she quickly sat down at the table, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it down to feel a little better.

Mother, your health is really not good. If you're like this, you'll definitely suffer a lot during childbirth. You should take care of yourself more often.

I'm much smaller than a five-month-old baby now, so I can absorb all the supplements you give me. I'm not afraid of a large baby causing a difficult delivery at all.

"Okay, Mother will listen to you."

"Madam, I have brought Chunhua."

Zhiyi was furious after going to the sewing room. When she came back, she remembered to take a look at the back door and found Chunhua already waiting for her.

The old woman guarding the back gate refused to announce their arrival, which angered Zhiyi so much that he glared at her fiercely before leading Chunhua back to the courtyard.

The two entered the house, and Chunhua knelt down with a thud, kowtowing to Ji Yueru repeatedly.

"This servant greets Madam."

Chunhua is not stupid at all. When Zhiyi calls her "servant," she follows suit without hesitation.

"Once you're here, stay at Qinghe Courtyard. From now on, you'll share a room with Zhiyi."

"Yes, madam."

"Take her to collect the items tomorrow and familiarize her with the various parts of the mansion. Also, teach her the rules of the mansion."

"Yes, madam."

When she first married into the family, Qinghe Courtyard had quite a few servants, just like the Hou Lady's.

But Ji Yueru knew in her heart that those people were all the old lady's people, and they would keep an eye on her every day and report what she did and said to the old lady.

As time went on, she felt very uncomfortable, so she gradually pulled people away. In the end, the third-class maids in the courtyard only needed to clean up every day and then go to help out in other parts of the mansion.

Only two personal maids and a gatekeeper remained in the courtyard. Qingning had gotten married, and now Chunhua had come to fill in.

Zhiyi helped her mistress to rest, while Chunhua watched and learned from her.

The two left the house, and Zhiyi led Chunhua back inside.

Almost as soon as Ji Yueru left the Marquis of Anshun's courtyard, the man in black arrived.

The man in black discovered the hidden compartment, took all the envelopes and porcelain bottles from the wooden box, and disappeared into the night.

The person was sent by Chief Steward Yu to secretly investigate for Old Madam Yu, and the things they obtained naturally fell into Old Madam Yu's hands.

Madam Yu held the letter in her hand, her hands trembling slightly.

"My son, you died so tragically...!"