Lin Meiyun slowly lifted her sleeve a little.
"At first, I didn’t believe her either."
Her voice lowered.
"But... she was right."
The room became completely silent.
Xi Qianqian’s eyes widened.
"You’re really poisoned?!"
Lin Meiyun nodded once.
"Yes."
Nobody spoke after that.
Even Xi Ronghua stayed quiet for once.
Xi Jianyu’s face darkened heavily.
"Who did it?"
Lin Meiyun shook her head slowly.
"I don’t know yet."
Xi Ronghua immediately slammed her hand against the table.
"How can you not know?! This is your own home!"
Gu Zhen hurriedly tried calming her.
"Ronghua, lower your voice—"
"Why should I?! Someone poisoned her!"
Before the argument could continue, Xi Wenzhe raised one hand slightly.
Instantly, the hall became quiet again.
"Continue," he said calmly.
Xi Yunchen sighed deeply.
"After that, things became worse."
Xi Yunhao nodded.
"She spoke as if she already knew the future."
Xi Qianqian quickly added,
"She even said I would marry a terrible man."
Xi Ronghua frowned deeply.
"She also said the Xi family would eventually collapse."
Xi Yunchen pointed at himself helplessly.
"And apparently, you’ll become crippled."
Xi Wenzhe slowly turned to look at him.
Xi Yunchen immediately raised both hands.
"Don’t look at me like that. I’m only repeating what she said."
Xi Jianyu’s face remained dark and unreadable.
Finally, Old Madam Zhao Rui spoke.
"After that, I sent her away to rest."
Xi Wenzhe immediately asked,
"Where is she now?"
Before anyone could answer—
A servant suddenly rushed into the hall and dropped to his knees in panic.
"Duke! Young Master!"
"Young Madam has arrived!"
Everyone immediately turned toward the entrance.
The doors slowly opened again.
Su Yueqing walked inside calmly.
She was still wearing her bright red wedding robes.
Her face looked peaceful and composed, completely different from the nervous atmosphere filling the hall.
It was as if she had no idea that the entire family had spent the evening discussing her.
She stopped in the middle of the room.
Her gaze swept across everyone quietly.
Then she simply stood there without speaking.
Xi Wenzhe stared directly at her.
Xi Jianyu stared too.
The silence in the hall stretched longer and longer.
Then Xi Yunchen leaned slightly toward the others and whispered softly,
"...She really doesn’t know we can hear her thoughts, does she?"
Nobody answered him.
Because at that moment—
No one was truly sure anymore.