Night fell, and the Marquis of Yongan's Estate finally settled into a quiet, heavy stillness.
After leaving the Old Madam's quarters, the more Bai Xiyue thought about the situation, the more she felt something was amiss. At the time, she—like everyone else—had been caught off guard, but in the calm of the aftermath, many inconsistencies began to surface.
Bai Yuyan was a woman of blunt, straightforward temper; how could she have suddenly conceived such a sophisticated scheme to harm someone? And where did that Sirian Wolf Flower sachet even come from? She had never seen such an object in her mother's possession!
Chapter 36