The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

"Master Yu," Fu Ling said confidently, "It was only when Gao Qingnian came to our house today that we learned about the marriage proposal. Otherwise, today is the last day of the imperial examination, and my son Xue Tingsheng is still in the Imperial Examination Hall. How could the Xue family set the date on today?"

After that, she lowered her voice and said, "Today was supposed to be a welcoming day for my son, and the wife of the Dali Temple Minister would also come to the banquet, but I didn't expect something like this to happen suddenly."

This sentence can be said to be a clear indication.

Xue Zhiyi looked at him and couldn't help but smile to himself: Yu Xing was famous for his impartiality, and that was why he was ostracized in the Dali Temple. If Huo Wuyou hadn't made arrangements to arrange for Yu Xing to be on duty, I'm afraid he wouldn't be the one to come.

Before Yu Xing could speak, Xue Tingliu asked, "Mother, are you going to bend the law for personal gain?"

Yu Xing also frowned and said, "I'm afraid your banquet will have to be postponed. This case is very serious. No matter who comes, we must investigate it thoroughly."

At this time, the coroner finished examining Gao Qingnian's body and said, "Sir, the cake residue between Gao Qingnian's fingernails is the same as the one on the table. They were both poisoned with extremely pure Crane's Beak Red."

"What..." Fu Ling was stunned: "How could this happen?"

Yu Xing looked at Fu Ling and became more suspicious: "Mrs. Xue, is this cake from the Xue family?"

"This……"

Fu Ling wanted to argue, but Xue Tingliu said, "It's from the Xue family. Your Excellency can take a look. The cakes on each table are the same. I just don't know if they are all poisoned, and I don't know who poisoned them."

Xue Tingliu was also in the court, and they were both officials in Beijing, so they knew each other. Upon hearing this, Yu Xing bowed and said, "Master Xue, please rest assured. The Dali Temple will not wrongly accuse a good person, nor will it condone the murderer."

Xue Tingliu also stood up and bowed: "Thank you, Lord Yu, but I don't know how to investigate next."

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Xing said, "There is not enough evidence at the moment, so I'm afraid we have to search."

Fu Rongxin panicked immediately...

When she heard that the poison was Crane's Beak, she panicked, but the Crane's Beak among the things she brought from Linzhou had already been used up when she went to the Zhao family.

Even if they searched, they couldn't find anything wrong with her.

Thinking of this, she calmed down a little.

"Oh?" Xue Ting frowned.

Yu Xing thought he wanted to refuse. After all, searching was too shameful.

But Xue Tingliu smiled and said, "If you can identify the real culprit, please do as you please, Lord Yu."

"Xue Tingliu, it's not your turn to be the boss of this family!"

For some reason, Fu Ling always felt that this matter was not simple. Perhaps it was another trap set by Xue Tingliu, waiting for her to jump in.

Compared to Fu Ling's anger, Xue Tingliu said calmly: "Mother, you are wise. Our family is upright in this matter. Why should we be afraid of the search? Or, what are you worried about?"

Fu Ling's face froze: "You..."

This shameless illegitimate daughter is just bullying her because her son is not around. Let’s see what he has to be proud of when Ting Sheng passes the exam this time!

Fu Ling knew that she had never poisoned Gao Qingnian, nor had she done so intentionally.

But seeing Xue Tingliu so confident, she was really worried that this might be Xue Tingliu's strategy.

But Yu Xing asked her: "Mrs. Xue, do you want to stop the investigation?"

Fu Ling, who really couldn't figure out the trick, could only grit his teeth and endure his unhappiness, saying: "The Xue family has a clear conscience, so they will naturally not stop it."

"Okay." Yu Xing bowed and said, "Thank you Madam Xue for your cooperation. Please call everyone in the Xue family here to wait for the result."

After saying this, he waved his hand and ordered the bailiffs to start the search.

Hence, everyone in the Xue family, from top to bottom, from masters to servants, could only wait anxiously in the main hall.

Even Rong Ziying was invited out and sat with them.

Mei Gu, who was halfway through making a complaint, was pulled to the side and knelt. The sudden change made everyone almost ignore her existence.

The expressions of several people were somewhat solemn, but Rong Ziying was in a very good mood. She smiled and said, "I just heard that something went wrong with the Xue family's bloodline, and the lady's family took advantage of the situation and moved in? How could this happen?"

Glancing at her, Fu Ling said, "It's not your turn to ask about this matter."

Rong Ziying covered her lips and said, "How dare I ask about this? It's just such a strange story, but you insist on telling me about it, Third Miss, don't you agree?"

Suddenly, she exclaimed again: "Now I am not the Third Miss, but the Cousin Miss."

In the eyes of others, Xue Zhiyi, who should have collapsed at a loss, suddenly smiled and said, "Now that everything is clear, it's time for everyone to return to their respective positions. What originally belonged to Rongxin should also be taken over by Rongxin."

Fu Rongxin looked in the direction of the voice and saw Xue Zhiyi looking at her with a relaxed brow and a smile that made people feel like spring breeze.

She always felt that Xue Zhiyi's words were not as friendly as they seemed.

Rather, it means that it is time for her to receive her retribution.

Fu Ling's expression did not show the grief and resentment for raising a child in vain, but after a moment, it seemed that she had readily accepted this matter.

She said, "Zhiyi, the Xue family has raised you for nothing, and we don't expect anything in return from you. From today on, you will leave the Xue family, return to the Fu family, or find a way to make a living on your own. The Xue family will also change your official and household registration, and this is no longer your home."

Repay? Xue Zhiyi couldn't help but sneer: In her previous life, she had already repaid what she should have repaid, but...

She smiled and said, "Madam Xue, Zhiyi is not such an ungrateful person. I will definitely leave the Xue family, but I will not give less than a penny to the Xue family."

Her eyes were as dark as a deep pool, and her face, which was full of joy when she smiled, now had a strange color. She was clearly just a girl in her teens, but for some reason, the smile on her lips made her look like an evil ghost from hell, chasing souls and claiming lives.

Fu Ling was shocked, but quickly calmed down: "I have worked so hard to raise you for so many years, but I never thought that you would still be so useless, not even close to Rong Xin. The Xue family is powerless to help you."

But Xue Zhiyi's smile deepened: "Madam Xue's blood hasn't even been pierced yet, and you have already concluded that Rong Xin is Madam Xue's daughter?"

Fu Rong's heart shuddered: Could it be that Xue Zhiyi had used some tricks? Or did he tamper with the water in the blood test to prevent her from recognizing her relatives? This kind of drama is well known to everyone. When alum is placed in water, it will dissolve even if it is not related, but when clear oil is placed in water, it will not dissolve even if it is related.

These plays have been performed countless times on the stage and even the dogs on the street know these tricks. Who is Xue Zhiyi trying to fool?

Xue Zhiyi suddenly suggested: "The Dali Temple is conducting an inspection right now, and we have nothing else to do. Why not do another test so that everyone in the Xue family can see and get to know the new Third Miss of the Xue family again."

People’s greatest fear is the unknown, just like Fu Ling and Fu Rongxin, mother and daughter, at this moment.

First, he didn't know who poisoned the person, and second, he didn't know Xue Zhiyi's intention.

This made Xue Zhiyi's every word and action seem particularly suspicious.

At this time, Dali Temple Secretary Yu Xing finished the search and his face did not look good.

Fu Ling asked hurriedly: "Master Yu, what's the situation?"

The yamen runner behind Yu Xing was holding a wooden plate with a paper bag on it.

He snorted coldly: "Mrs. Xue, I'm sorry, you may need to explain the origin of this pack of Crane's Beak Red."