From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Granny Zhu couldn’t help but laugh.

Lin Qing and Zhu Xiangxiang walked up the stairs side by side. As they climbed, Zhu Xiangxiang supported Lin Qing and asked, “Mom, did Ms. Ming

Jing find any problems when she took your pulse at noon?”

Lin Qing glanced at her: “Why?”

Zhu Xiangxiang’s heart skipped a beat, and she looked worried: “I’m just concerned about your health.”

Lin Qing looked away and said lightly, “Ming Jing said that it’s just spleen and stomach weakness caused by fatigue. She prescribed me some medicine, and

I’ll be fine if I take it on time.”

Zhu Xiangxiang breathed a sigh of relief: “That’s good.”

After sending Lin Qing to her room, Zhu Xiangxiang glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 9′.15pm, and she went downstairs to the kitchen. Madam Zhou was pouring the simmered bird’s nest soup with white fungus into a porcelain bowl. “Miss Xiangxiang,” she said with a smile, “are you hungry again?”

Zhu Xiangxiang nodded, “Madam Zhou, do you have anything to eat?”

Madam Zhou laughed, “I knew it! I made a few extra shrimp dumplings for you tonight and saved them for you. Let me serve your Madam this soup first, then

I’ll make it for you.”

The kitchen had the bitter aroma of Chinese medicine simmering on a nearby stove.

Madam Zhou was about to leave with the bowl when Zhu Xiangxiang took it from her. “I have nothing to do, let me take it to mom.”

“Miss Xiangxiang is so filial,” Madam Zhou praised her.

Zhu Xiangxiang carried the bowl out and saw Ming Jing coming out of Granny

Zhu’s room. Zhu Xiangxiang smiled and asked, “Has Granny gone to bed?” Ming Jing’s eyes glanced at the bird’s nest soup in Zhu Xiangxiang’s hand before landing on her face.

Zhu Xiangxiang touched her face: “What’s wrong?”

Ming Jing silently turned and entered the kitchen.

Zhu Xiangxiang’s eyes flickered slightly, and she glanced at the soup in her hand before going upstairs.

Ms. Ming Jing, the medicine for Madam has been simmering for a full two hours, just as you instructed.”

After waiting for two minutes, Madam Zhou turned off the heat and grabbed a cloth to hold the medicine pot.

Ming Jing took the cloth and said calmly, “I’ll do it.”

She wrapped the cloth around the handle of the pot, placed a strainer in a bowl, and carefully poured the hot medicine through it.

It took three filtrations for all the medicinal residue to be removed.

Each of her movements was very meticulous. Madam Zhou silently watched and thought to herself that Ms. Ming Jing was truly filial. She didn’t talk much, but like the gentle spring rain, she nourished and cared for others without making any noise.

Ming Jing picked up the medicine bowl, and Madam Zhou exclaimed, “Miss, it’s hot!You should use a towel to hold it!”

“No need,” she said, and left the kitchen with the bowl.

Lin Qing was a bit surprised when she saw Ming Jing personally bring her the medicine, even though Ming Jing was her biological daughter.

Lin Qing hurriedly reached for the bowl, but the heat made her quickly withdraw her hand.

Ming Jing carried the bowl inside, “I’ll do it.”

T .in Oing watched her unflinching exnression. feeling the scorching nain on her

fingertips and a complex sensation in her heart.

The unopened bowl of bird’s nest soup sat on the tea table.

“I forgot to mention, the bird’s nest is heaty and clashes with the medicinal properties, so don’t drink it for now.” She took the soup bowl and left the room.

Lin Qing didn’t think much of it and stared at the black medicine, falling into silence.

How many years had it been since she last drank it?

Ming Jing returned to her room with the bird’s nest soup. Zheng Qing was lying on the sofa, doing a pedicure, while wearing a facial mask.

Seeing Ming Jing bring the bowl of bird’s nest soup, she instinctively reached for it, “How thoughtful of you, is this for me to drink?”

Ming Jing put the bowl on the table, and Zheng Qing could tell it wasn’t that simple.Ming Jing took out a needle case from the bedside drawer, opened it, and took out a silver needle, then inserted the needle into the soup.

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows: “When I was filming a costume drama, there was a scene where the eunuch tested the emperor’s food with a silver chopstick. If the chopstick turned black, the food was poisonous. I always thought it was fake, but it turned out to be true.”

Ming Jing took out the silver needle without any change in color.

“Did you make a mistake? There’s no poison in this.”

Ming Jing pushed the bowl towards her: “Drink it.”

Zheng Qing sneered: “There is a kind of colorless and odorless poison that can’t be detected with a silver needle. If I die from poisoning, you’ll never find a cuter and more powerful assistant than me.”

Ming Jing gave her a calm look. Zheng Qing hurriedly picked it up: “Alright, I’ll drink! Isn’t that enough?”

“Why are you still testing for poison? Are you playing some kind of palace intrigue game?” Zheng Qing wiped her mouth.

Ming Jing’s face was somber, “When I checked Lin Qing’s pulse at noon, I found she had been poisoned with chronic poison.”

Zheng Qing raised an eyebrow: “Interesting, who do you think did it?”

“I gave her a chance.” Ming Jing shook her head in disappointment.

Zheng Qing patted Ming Jing on the shoulder: “When someone is determined to go bad, no amount of persuasion will work. It just proves that they are rotten to the core.”

“However…” Zheng Qing frowned: “Lin Qing has never mistreated her. She even put up with you because of her. How could she do such a vicious thing? It’s utterly conscienceless. Did she find out about the will?”

No one can suddenly turn bad for no reason. Ming Jing thought about the evening of the welcome banquet when Zhou Ling stood up and testified for Zhu Xiangxiang.

“Did you find anything about Zhou Ling, whom I asked you to investigate?”

Speaking of that, Zheng Qing became more excited: “This woman is fascinating. The more I investigate her identity, the more confusing it becomes. It’s obvious that someone with power has deliberately erased her past and created fake records. From this, it’s clear that her approach to Zhu Wentao was premeditated. However, I can’t hack into the National Security Bureau yet to get their files, otherwise, I would know if she’s a human or a ghost.”

“What could Zhu Wentao have that she would be after?” Ming Jing asked.

“Lin Qing is also investigating her and seems to have found something. This woman is not simple either. She and Zhu Wentao have a big showdown coming. You can just sit back and watch the show.”

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Zheng Qing’s mind, and she clapped her hands, “Zhu Xiangxiang wouldn’t dare. Could it be Zhou Ling?”

Seeing Ming Jing’s calm face, she knew that she had already guessed it and couldn’t help but exclaim: “You’re so quick witted. Zhu Xiangxiang, that fool, is being used without knowing it. Lin Qing is the only person she could rely on. How could she expect a mistress to be good to the adoptive daughter of the original wife? She’s quite naive.”

Ming Jing lowered her eyes indifferently, “There’s a saying in Buddhism, one thought creates Buddha, one thought creates a demon, heaven and hell, often only a thought apart.”

“Don’t you plan to tell Lin Qing? So she can be on guard.”

Ming Jing didn’t say anything.

“You’re not afraid that Lin Qing won’t be able to bear the heartbreak of her beloved adopted daughter betraying her, are you? She used to treat you in such a way, and she’s not even your real mother. Isn’t it the perfect opportunity to see her being slapped in the face?”

Ming Jing played with her Buddhist beads, “She is the mother of my senior sister. ”

Zheng Qing choked: “Your senior sister wasn’t poisoned to death by you, was she?”

Isn’t this how it’s written in novels to steal an identity and seek revenge?

That would only make her a major villain instead of the main character.

“My senior sister was very good to me. She was the best senior sister in the world.” The girl’s voice was as gentle as a dreamy murmur.

“When she wakes up, I will return her family to her, safe and sound.”

Zheng Qing wanted to ask what happened to her senior sister, but Ming Jing got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Zheng Qing had no choice but to give up.

The night deepened, and so did the dreams.

“Your senior sister has a major disaster in her life. She may not be able to escape this calamity. As a master, I know you have achieved great success in the Nine Planets Technique, and you must have seen it as well.”

“You and your senior sister have always had deep feelings for each other. If you cross this calamity, your senior sister will be safe, but you will fall into the demons of your heart again.”

“Forget it, forget it. Everything is the cause and effect of past lives, the cycle of the Heavenly Dao.”

“A debt owed must always be repaid..”