Chapter 12

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Hai Lan trembled as she turned around, a young woman stood at the entrance of the funeral hall.

She appeared wise and graceful, but her eyes and eyebrows were astringent and held traces of bitter pain.

The funeral hall suddenly fell silent. There was an odd glint in the professor’s eyes as Mr. and Mrs. Qin averted their gazes toward the woman. In the end, Qin Baichun said softly, “come in, I’m sure he’s been waiting for you, his eyes haven’t closed yet.”

Lin Siwei murmured, “Lin Yu, you’ve come back.”

Truthfully, even without Lin Siwei’s words of acknowledgement, Hai Lan was already aware of who the woman was. It was strange, she seemed to have seen Lin Yu somewhere before.

Lin Yu glanced at her, smiled bitterly, and focused her attention on the monochromatic photo in the center of the funeral hall.

She covered her eyes tightly with one hand, tears dripped through the gaps in her fingers and thumped on the floor. Finally, when she had regained her composure, she knelt down and choked out, “Uncle, Auntie, please let her go inside together with me. Please don’t blame her. Qin Ge died because of me, this has nothing to do with her.”

Mr. and Mrs. Qin glanced at each other, Mrs. Qin asked in a daze, “Xiao Yun, what are you talking about?”

Lin Yu dropped to the floor and curled up her body. Her lips trembled violently and the only sound she could produce was an incomplete syllable. Words were hissing to break free from the lump in her throat.

Hai Lan knew Lin Yu was in an inexplicable amount of pain in that moment. However, she didn’t know what sentiment was suitable to confront her with, nor could she make sense of what the woman was trying to say. Her heart was like Lin Yu’s lips, trembling violently, as she listened to Lin Yu’s hoarse voice, “four years ago, empty tombs were discovered in Dunhuang City. The professor of Dunhuang City’s archaeological team entrusted my grandfather with a blue and white porcelain item found from within one of the tombs, and asked for help with identifying the item. It was said that the porcelain’s craftsmanship was so peculiarly superb that it couldn’t have belonged to the Tang Dynasty. But after some historical research, it also didn’t belong to any other known Dynasties.”

“One night, I had gone to my grandfather’s research institute and noticed the blue and white porcelain antique. For a while I was very curious and had even grabbed it to further examine it, but due to my clumsiness, it slipped from my hands and smashed into pieces. The antique was hollow and surprisingly had a small compartment. Hidden inside the compartment was a recipe for a concoction and antidote of an ancient poison called Poison-Hearted Prince (Xin Gu Wang).”

“I’ve studied medicine for many years, and this thousand year old ancient recipe immediately aroused my interest. According to the poison’s description, the Poisoned-Hearted Prince initially required a man and a woman to copulate in order to enter the human body. However, later on it had undergone some improvements, and no longer required such methods to enter the human body. The Poison-Hearted Prince is also known as the ‘Son and Mother’ poison and its basis is on a ‘double’ life. If you plant the poison inside two people’s bodies, and they don’t have access to an antidote, both will suffer from the same pain and the same death. That is, if one person suffers, the other will also suffer, and if one person dies, the other will also die.”

“The Poison-Hearted Prince, I had heard about it so many times but had never seen it myself, and I refused to believe the world possessed such a grotesque poison. I desperately wanted to find proof, and I had even intended on making it the topic of my master’s graduation thesis. After conducting several successful experiments with various animals, I wanted to test it on myself, but I was still short of a companion. My medical school classmates refused, saying I was crazy. I knew that if there was anyone in the world that would be willing, it would be Qin Ge, but I… I didn’t dare to gamble with his life. Later, I stumbled across a reserved student at my grandfather’s research institute, and I… secretly planted the poison on her body.”