His surprise had been completely revealed to his sister by that “older brother,” and Wei Yi felt somewhat disappointed inside!

Like a deflated ball!

Ji Yunshu calmly brought a sip of tea to her lips and glanced at him with narrowed eyes.

“Wei Yi, I don’t want that handkerchief. Once you’ve warmed up a bit, I’ll have Luan’er see you out.”

But Wei Yi refused to leave. He had washed that handkerchief for such a long time!

Taking the small box in his hand and placing it on the table, he carefully poked it with his index finger and pushed it in front of Ji Yunshu.

“Sister, it’s not dirty, not dirty at all anymore. All the mud stains on it have been washed clean, really, please look.”

Such enthusiasm made it difficult to refuse!

Ji Yunshu made a show of opening the box, then deliberately displayed a surprised expression.

“It’s truly washed white.”

“I washed it for a very long time. Does Sister like it?”

“I like it, I like it.”

“What about the flowers on it?”

“I like them, I like them!” She could only nod repeatedly.

Wei Yi was very excited, staring at her with a silly smile.

Those pristine white teeth were like rows of silvery-white pearls, set perfectly neat and tidy!

Closing the box, Ji Yunshu pushed it aside and asked him, “Have you warmed up yet?”

He shook his head. “My feet are still a bit cold.”

Could it be that he’s gotten addicted to sitting here and doesn’t want to leave?

Ji Yunshu looked at his gaze resting on her—clearly a pair of clear, cool eyes, yet carrying a blazing intensity like raging flames.

A woman’s intuition told her that Wei Yi had taken a liking to her!

This wouldn’t do, absolutely not!

An evil thought suddenly arose in her heart. Ji Yunshu pulled over her sandalwood box and placed it squarely between them, stroking the carved patterns on top.

With a mysterious expression, she asked him, “Wei Yi, do you want to know what’s inside my box?”

“Yes!” His voice was extremely cheerful.

She smiled secretly to herself and opened the box. Inside were seven or eight small knives, their edges sharp and keen, flashing with silver light that pierced the eyes, somewhat stinging!

Wei Yi’s skin nearly bristled. He had been well-protected since childhood, and as an only son, how could his family bear to let him suffer even the slightest injury? They never let him touch those sharp objects.

Now seeing so many small knives, he was instantly frightened!

His body leaned backward, his nasal bone even tensed up, yet he dared not breathe loudly!

Very good, this was exactly the reaction Ji Yunshu wanted.

The next moment, she browsed through the box as if selecting vegetables at a market, picked up a small wide knife, moved her fingertips, and the knife spun twice.

“Do you know what this knife is for?”

He shook his head.

“This wide, flat-shaped knife is used to cut through a person’s throat bone. One slice down, the flesh splits open—extremely effective!”

She picked up another hooked knife. “Know what this knife is for?”

He shook his head again.

“This type is used for abdominal cutting. With a forceful hook, the belly opens, and the small and large intestines become clearly visible, so this knife is very convenient!”

Then she picked up a knife shaped like a bamboo leaf. “And this one?”

Still shaking his head.

“This type is used to open skulls. Because the human skull is extremely fragile, the knife used can’t be too wide or too sharp, so only this type works. Cut in, and the brain matter inside can be seen completely intact. Speaking of brain matter, there’s much to study—steaming hot, just like a bowl of bean curd brain.”

Bang…

The sound of the chair hitting the floor, accompanied by the three words “bean curd brain,” rang out extremely loudly!

Wei Yi fell to the ground, frightened pale, staring at Ji Yunshu with wide, terrified eyes, his cheekbones and brow bones nearly squeezed together!

Both hands braced on the ground kept trembling!

Who told you to take a liking to me! You deserve this!

Ji Yunshu had no intention of stopping. She rummaged through the sandalwood box, picked up a pointed knife, lowered her eyelids to reveal an evil expression, and reached toward Wei Yi on the ground.

“Don’t, don’t kill me, don’t kill me!”

His feet kicked against the floor as he scrambled backward in panic.

“Wei Yi, don’t you want to know which part this pointed knife is used to cut?” Ji Yunshu’s lips curved slightly upward, her tone eerie.

Wei Yi shook his head desperately. “I don’t want to know… don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”

As Ji Yunshu gradually closed in, Wei Yi backed up to a pillar behind him, grabbed it to pull himself up, and ran outside like a madman.

“Help…!”

His voice was deafening, growing more distant.

Ji Yunshu held up the pointed knife in her hand, laughing until her abdomen ached, and gave Luan’er a look. “Quickly follow him and send him back to the Wei residence. Make sure he doesn’t run wild and end up in a pond, that would be terrible.”

“Yes.”

Actually, Luan’er also felt queasy from what she had said, but forcing herself, she ran off to chase Wei Yi.

Having finally sent off that troublesome pest, Ji Yunshu finished laughing and nimbly gathered the small knives from the table, placing them one by one into the sandalwood box. When the back of her hand touched the box Wei Yi had brought, her movements paused.

Opening that box, the handkerchief lay beneath several red and yellow petals—extremely beautiful.

It must be said, she actually quite liked it!

Taking out the handkerchief, she held it in her hands and examined it carefully. The handkerchief was indeed very clean, without a trace of dirt, and still gave off a faint scent of soapberry.

Had that silly boy really washed it for such a long time?

And he even put it in such a pretty box, scattered with flower petals on top.

Truly romantic!

Suddenly, the corners of Ji Yunshu’s lips curved upward, warmth rising in her eyes…

After putting things away, she fell into deep thought again.

Propping up her cheek, she pondered for a long while, Su Yun’s words still echoing in her ears.

“If a person didn’t die from poisoning, and there are no wounds on the body, then how did they die?” she muttered to herself, thinking over and over but unable to figure it out.

If she could think this through thoroughly, perhaps the case could be solved!

When Luan’er returned after sending Wei Yi home, it was already an hour later.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw her young mistress sitting there with a furrowed brow, so she approached and said softly, “Miss, this servant has sent Young Master Wei back.”

Ji Yunshu seemed not to hear.

“Miss?”

Still no answer—she was still pondering the doubts in her heart.

Luan’er was stunned. Just now, Miss had been in high spirits while teasing Wei Yi, so why had she stopped responding after just turning around?

While Luan’er was scratching her head in confusion…

Ji Yunshu suddenly reached out to grab the teapot, pouring tea into the cup, muttering again, “What exactly could cause a person to die without leaving bruises on the body?”

These words rolled into Luan’er’s ears.

She shouted out as if answering a quick-response question, “Cotton quilts and pillows!”

Clang…

The teapot in Ji Yunshu’s hand suddenly slipped, smashing onto the table. The teapot lid rolled to the floor and shattered!

She whipped around to look at Luan’er, stood up and grabbed her arm, urgently asking, “What did you just say?”

Luan’er trembled. With her arm grabbed, her shoulders involuntarily hunched upward.

She answered in a small voice, “This servant said… said cotton quilts and pillows!”