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Chapter 290 The World of Amnesia 4

Qingyu tilted her head, her dark hair swaying and carrying a delicate fragrance. Her slender, fair hand supported her chin, and her beautiful eyes were calm.

After a moment, her confused and flustered heart calmed down. She turned her head slightly and said softly to the maid standing respectfully to the side, "You can have the people outside place the food on the table. You may all leave for now."

Upon hearing this, the maid dared not be negligent. After leaving the room, she carefully placed the plate she was carrying on the table, glanced at Qingyu again, and then bowed and slowly left the room.

After the maid left, Qingyu rose gracefully, took light steps, and slowly walked to the table.

Four dishes were laid out on the table, all of them exquisite delicacies that looked and smelled delicious. However, Qingyu's gaze was as cold as frost, and she had no appetite for the food at all.

Madam Song never kindly gave her anything. It seemed that in her memory, this old woman had tricked her many times, although it was always done casually. If it weren't for Madam Qian stopping her, Qingyu would probably have suffered a loss long ago.

After thinking for a moment, Qingyu took out a slender silver needle from her bosom and inserted it into one of the dishes without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, the originally smooth and shiny silver needles turned black!

Seeing this, Qingyu's lips curled up slightly, forming a mocking smile, mixed with a hint of helplessness.

This stepmother is really impatient, and she's so unscrupulous. She could at least be a little more discreet. Being so obvious makes her look like a fool who could be easily hooked.

Well, now that she had discovered the food had been tampered with, Qingyu decided to follow the plan she had discussed with that person the night before—to feign illness.

After all, a wise man never suffers a loss in front of him.

She raised her delicate hand, deliberately making her long, black, shiny hair messy, and then rubbed her fair, delicate cheeks vigorously with her fingers, causing her face to flush instantly and her lips to turn pale.

Then, she swayed unsteadily towards the bed like a willow in the wind, her delicate body went limp and she leaned against the bed, while weakly calling out to the door for a maid to come and serve her.

"Someone is coming..."

The maidservant had been waiting at the door, and upon hearing the shouts, she hurried over shortly afterward.

Qingyu, her delicate hand supporting her forehead, her brows furrowed, said to the maid in a weak and trembling voice, "I feel extremely weak and have a splitting headache. I am in a terrible pain... Go and tell them that I have fallen ill."

The maid had never seen Qingyu look like this before. She was shocked and quickly agreed to go. "Miss, please wait here. I will go and fetch a doctor right away!"

He then quickly ran out.

Before long, the entire Song family learned of Qingyu's illness.

Upon hearing this, Madam Song was secretly delighted, but outwardly she pretended to be extremely anxious and personally led a group of servants to visit him.

As soon as she entered Qingyu's room, she glanced at the food on the table without making a sound. Seeing that the latter had indeed touched it, the smile on her lips widened, but she suppressed it and gave the nanny a wink.

The latter understood and immediately arranged for the poisoned food to be replaced with ordinary food.

Madam Song walked slowly to the bedside, her sharp eyes scrutinizing Qingyu. However, Qingyu was prepared. She lay on the bed with her eyes tightly closed, occasionally letting out a few painful groans, looking extremely haggard.

"Qingyu? Are you alright?" Madam Song asked, feigning concern, as she slowly placed her hand on Qingyu's wrist—

It felt cold and silky to the touch, as delicate as silk. Madam Song subconsciously touched it a few more times, and then her face darkened.

What's wrong with her?

Faced with Madam Song's repeated concerned inquiries, Qingyu pretended to put on a brave face and gave perfunctory answers, coughing weakly from time to time. Her usually bright eyes lost their luster, but fortunately, she did not reveal any flaws.

Seeing this, Madam Song felt slightly relieved, but also felt that things were going too smoothly, so she couldn't help but have doubts. However, after observing for a long time, she couldn't find anything, so she could only give up for the time being and left Qingyu's boudoir in a huff.

Before leaving, however, she still mentioned, "You're not feeling well right now, so let's postpone your trip to the sect."

Qingyu lowered her eyes and remained silent, her eyes reddening as a few pitiful tears streamed down her face.

Her frail and sickly appearance, like Xi Shi, made those secretly observing her feel heartbroken, yet they could do nothing but watch helplessly.

Even when the doctor arrived, he couldn't figure out what was wrong, but he prescribed a bunch of medicines. Qingyu wasn't worried, and she was certain that the doctor wasn't necessarily unable to see the problem, but rather had been bribed.

Having secured the benefits, regardless of whether Qingyu is truly ill or not, she must be ill, otherwise the doctor will be in deep trouble.

By the time Madam Qian arrived, everything had already been settled. Enraged, Madam Qian hugged Qingyu and wept again, “Why is my daughter so unlucky… You’re getting old, and if you can’t go to the sect, Madam will surely find a reason to marry you off…”

"Mother, don't worry. Just because she doesn't want me to go, does that mean I really won't go?" Qingyu asked, which surprised Qian Shi.

After realizing what she meant, Qian's eyes lit up. "That's right! We can go secretly. I heard that Yun Sisi will be returning to the sect with them this time. We can follow behind them, which will greatly reduce the chances of encountering danger."

Qingyu looked puzzled. "Does Mother know people from the Yun family?"

"I don't know them. Money talks, right? Who would refuse a bribe? If they refuse, it just means they didn't give enough!" Madam Qian replied confidently. Although her family was not respectable, they were still a merchant family with plenty of money.

Upon hearing this, even Qingyu couldn't help but chuckle, but she didn't refute Qian's words any further.

She had put on a show to secretly go to the sect. She had a feeling that she would definitely regret it if she didn't go.

"However, Madam is keeping a close eye on you now, so you'll have to pretend to be sick for a few days," Madam Qian carefully instructed, her expression turning somewhat wistful as she gazed at her daughter's delicate face, her heart filled with reluctance.

"Remember to be careful when you go to a sect. If there's a powerful figure to rely on, then do so; a wise person knows when to yield. But you can't lose your moral compass."

Hearing this, Qingyu's lips twitched. She always felt that her mother's words were strange, but she herself thought they made a lot of sense.

Has she been brainwashed by her mother?

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Yun family.

After returning home, Yun Sisi promptly gave Long Aoyu the engagement gift from before, a jade pendant of excellent quality. Yun's mother was so distressed that she scolded Yun Sisi several times, "You are a woman, and you are outstanding. He has taken away your reputation for several years. What's wrong with not giving him the jade pendant?"