It was just the right moment, as it was time to deliver the evening meal. Mrs. Ling was waiting for this opportunity. So she closed her eyes and steeled her heart, giving a signal to the maid beside her. Then she spoke to the prison guard. "Young brother, could you let me see what kind of food you usually eat? My son... My son’s sudden demise, I wonder if it has anything to do with the food?" The guard was so taken aback by her words that he was half petrified. "It can’t be, Mr. Ling only ate with us a few times, it shouldn’t be." But he still had someone bring the food out. It was a simple meal with two dishes and a soup, not fancy, but hearty in portions. Yet it didn’t seem like enough for many people to eat. So Mrs. Ling feigned curiosity and asked. "Is this food enough to eat?" "More than enough, since it’s just for Brother Yu and me, it’s enough." "What about the others in the prison? Don’t they eat with you?" ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴovelfire.net "Ha, they’re all criminals, they’re lucky to have something to eat, how can they eat with us?" The disdainful attitude made Mrs. Ling a bit troubled. Before she came, she thought Young Master Liu’s meals would be delivered separately. But who would have thought, it wasn’t delivered together with the guards’ meals. Just when she was wondering what to do, another person walked in behind them. The box containing the food was obviously larger than what the guards had, her heart tightened, and she continued to ask curiously. "Who is this box for?" "Who else, the ancestor living in the prison, dining on lavish feasts every day, eating better than us brothers, it’s really unfair." The person delivering the food patted his shoulder and said. "How come you weren’t born with such fortune? Hahaha." These words reached Mrs. Ling’s ears, and she quickly understood. The contents of this box must be for Young Master Liu. Her gaze turned fierce as she connived with the maid beside her. The maid purposely pretended not to see and directly bumped into the person holding the dishes. They wanted to use the opportunity to poison him. Unfortunately, the guard caught the maid steadily with one hand. Then he slid his hand along her waist, making the maid’s face flush with anger. An outsider might think she was throwing herself at him. "Hehe, young lady, hold steady, the ground in the prison is slippery." The maid glared at him fiercely, only to receive a lewd glance in return. She retreated behind Mrs. Ling in anger and dissatisfaction. Seeing the missed opportunity, Mrs. Ling, although unhappy, could not use the same plan twice. She could only awkwardly laugh, then gathered her things and left the prison. As she left, she slapped the maid fiercely, causing her mouth to bleed. But it was also this slap that calmed her somewhat crazed and obsessive nature. She could risk her own life, but she still had a daughter. If she poisoned Young Master Liu, then her daughter... The whole family would reunite in the Underworld. She stared intently for a while at the Ministry of Justice prison. Then, reluctantly, she took the carriage away. She originally thought the plan had failed. But who would have thought, the next day her husband returned with a complex and restrained anger in his eyes. "You went to the prison yesterday?" "Yes, I went, to pack things for Yan’er." "You poisoned Young Master Liu?" A flash of panic crossed Mrs. Ling’s eyes, she indeed wanted to poison him, but unfortunately, she didn’t succeed. This expression, in Old Master Ling’s eyes, seemed like an admission. He raised his hand high as if to slap her, but in the end, it landed on his own face. Mrs. Ling was frightened by his action and quickly said. "Master, what are you doing?" "Do you know, Liu San deserves it, but by doing this openly, you’re declaring war with the Liu family! If the Marquis of Northwest knows his grandson died at the hands of a Ling family woman, my Ling family..." At this moment, Old Master Ling couldn’t even speak properly. Because he knew, this meant the downfall of the Ling family was about to begin. Not to mention the Marquis of Northwest, even the fury of Princess Consort Yi was something they might not be able to bear. But before he could finish, Mrs. Ling’s eyes were wider than his. Her look of disbelief made Old Master Ling find it very strange. "Wasn’t it your poison? Did you just intend to give him diarrhea?" "Master, I swear on my life, I wanted to poison him to death! If it wasn’t for him, Yan’er wouldn’t have died, but I didn’t manage to poison him, how did Young Master Liu die?" Hearing Mrs. Ling’s string of explanations, Old Master Ling went mad. Before coming, he scolded his wife a hundred times, but when he finally saw her, he couldn’t bear to blame her. But now, hearing her words, it seemed their whole family was just being used as a tool to harm the Liu family? Yet the current situation is, his wife indeed went to the prison. And a few hours after she left, Young Master Liu died from poison. Saying it had nothing to do with her, even he might not believe it, much less the Liu family. A feeling of horror surged, as if someone in the shadows was manipulating, merely using them as a knife against the Liu family. The Ling family was still filled with fear. Meanwhile, the old lady of the Liu family was like half her life had been taken. Her favorite grandson, the grandson she raised since childhood, was poisoned to death in the prison! How could she swallow this anger! Upon hearing this, she almost fainted. But now, she only wanted the entire Ling family to be buried with him! "Go, deliver this news to Princess Consort Yi! Also urgently send it to the military, if the Marquis and Chun’er know about this..." Before she finished, she was already sobbing uncontrollably. She had three sons, except for the eldest who had more daughters, there was only the current Princess Consort Yi, and the other two families also had just one son. Now, not only had this young grandson died inexplicably, but the third line’s lineage was completely cut off. Thinking of her son’s temper... The old lady of the Liu family felt more and more stifled and heartbroken. She had to see the entire Ling family dead! This endless cycle of revenge wasn’t even underway. Princess Consort Ying had to return to the palace ahead of schedule. Because the nanny in charge of caring for the Fourth Prince sent out news, saying the Fourth Prince wasn’t well recently. Perhaps because Princess Consort Ying personally cared for him for many days, leaving suddenly was quite uncomfortable for him. Princess Consort Ying was worried about her father’s injury, as well as her son’s position in the palace. Though everyone in Yao Yue Palace was thoroughly selected by her. Yet in her absence, she always felt the Fourth Prince was not secure enough. Additionally, the poisoning and murder of Ling Yan made her anxious.