Qingjun listened to what he had said to everyone earlier and felt deeply uneasy. When she saw him approaching, she couldn't help but ask immediately, "Does Chengzhou suspect something about Mother's death? Is he really going to examine her body?"
"Scared?"
Qingjun, looking panicked, replied, "If he discovers anything, we…"
"If you knew enough to be scared, why wouldn't you leave no trace?"
Qingjun knew he was referring to Zhiyuan, "It wasn't because I left anything behind—it was just that the doctor happened to come by for rounds at that time."
Mingyuan had thought it was Qingjun who had second thoughts at the last moment, but it turned out to be an accident, "You don't need to act like a thief with a guilty conscience. Even if they examine Mom, they won't find anything. Don't disrupt your own ranks."
"Right, I didn't do anything—it was her who couldn't handle it, not my fault."
