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Zhao Huais pupils dilated with apprehension in the face of Ji Yunshus claims, his instinct telling him to avoid the matter instead of refuting them.

Zhao Qings gaze darted between Ji Yunshu and Zhao Huai as he asked cluelessly, Whats going on?

Ji Yunshus gaze darkened as she spoke calmly to Zhao Huai. Despite knowing how Jiuer really died from the very beginning, you chose to protect the murderer, hiding the truth and pushing all the blame onto yourself. When you learned of the possibility that the skeleton in the urn could be Jiuer, you sent someone to check on her tomb, discovering nothing in her coffin. Once you were certain that the skeleton was indeed Jiuer, you secretly destroyed those bones. All these to protect the killers identity!

Everyone present fell silent in shock.

Zhao Huais gaze wavered as he tried to grasp desperately at his last straws. All these are just figments of your imagination!

Fine, then Ill show you the evidence. Ji Yunshu pointed at his hand. There should be a faint black mark on your palm, right?

Zhao Huai frowned as he opened up his palm there was a mark right in the middle, So what?

Ji Yunshu explained, The roof of the room where the bones were kept happened to be situated under the shade of a large tree and faced the breeze all year round, resulting in a layer of moss growing on the roof. That moss isnt just any commonplace moss, but a form of lichenic moss. Its poisonous and results in black spots where it comes into contact with human skin. It wont endanger your life however, and will disappear completely in about half a month. You leapt up onto the roof and pried open a tile, scattering Bone Crushing Powder onto the skeleton through a thin metal pipe. You thought your plan was seamless, but the moss on the roof still betrayed you. You must be wondering how I could be certain the culprit was you based on just that moss, but theres also something else.

Thats the insides of your soles! All eyes moved towards Zhao Huais shoes as Ji Yunshu continued, To be able to land soundlessly on the roof, the person must have had incredible lightness skill. No matter how light they are though, it wouldnt have been possible for them to leave no mark at all. I then noticed that large fallen tree over the roof and finally understood how you did it you hung your feet on the branch and dangled upside down, so your soles would be slightly wet. When I saw them last night, I still had my doubts, but when I saw the black mark on your palm just now, I can confirm that it was you who ruined that skeleton.

The evidence was laid out before him, each one supported by Ji Yunshus explanation. Zhao Huai lost all grounds to refute her.

Zhao Qing was very agitated. He questioned Zhao Huai, Why did you do this? Why? If you knew that was Jiuers bones, then why did you still do it? Who killed Jiuer? Tell me!

You would even destroy Jiuers skeleton to protect the killer, why?

Stop asking! Zhao Huai bellowed. He glared at Ji Yunshu as he screamed, Dont you want to live? Fine, Ill let you all go. Leave now nothing of the past will be held against you. I want you lot to get out of my sight. Men, take them outside!

The bandits looked at each other in disbelief What sort of secret was the First Master hiding? What was so important that he could forsake the gold, and even their brothers revenge? They could not disobey his orders however, and some came forward to drag them away, only to be interrupted by Zhao Qing, You cant go! He blocked the bandits path as he looked towards Ji Yunshu. I must know about Jiuer. Tell me all that you know!

Zhao Huai screamed, Get out of the way!

I want to know the whole truth!

The two of them were at an impasse. Zhao Qing grabbed Ji Yunshu, pleading, Who was it? Who killed Jiuer? Tell me!

Shi Ziran twisted Zhao Qings hand, placing himself between Zhao Qing and Ji Yunshu. That was the future Princess Consort Rong, theoretically she was now half his master of course he had to protect her. Ji Yunshu pushed Shi Ziran away despite his good intentions, and looked Zhao Qing straight in the eye, Ill tell you.

This story didnt begin a year ago, but needs to be traced back to when the Old Master was still alive. About ten odd years ago, the Old Masters son caught a strange illness. The technical term for this illness is dissociative identity disorder, or what we commonly know as multiple personality disorder. When the illness acts up, the patients personality would change to one extremely different from his original personality. The alternate personality would oftentimes be the opposite extreme of the original, and any kind of emotion would be magnified. Even something minor could set him off and result in him killing others, maybe even more. But when his original personality returned, he wouldnt remember anything the alternate personality ever did or said.1

Zhao Qing broke out in a cold sweat.

Therefore the Old Master had searched far and wide, visiting multiple famed physicians. His hard work paid off he finally found a famous physician named Mo and obtained a medicine called Tranquil Powder. The Old Masters son has been taking this medicine for years and his illness is now under control, and that son is you. Ji Yunshus voice was barely audible at the last two words.

Zhao Qing was stunned as he shook his head in disbelief. Me? Impossible. Ive never taken any Tranquil Powder. Hilarious! Im ill? Youre the one whos ill!

Zhao Huai finally spoke. You have, you always have.

No! Impossible!

Zhao Huai finished, Ever since you were young, you have always been troubled by nightmares. To not worry you, Father said that the medicine was to calm your nerves, but it is actually Tranquil Powder to treat your illness. The stone in Zhao Huais heart finally lifted after all these years, the heavy weight festering in his mind disappearing.

No, it cant be. Zhao Qing could not accept this. Nonsense! He pulled out several small yellow packages from his waistband, revealing some blue powder as he opened one them with trembling fingers.The medicine that he had been consuming for all these years for his nerves was something to treat a psychiatric illness? He threw the medicine away, Impossible. This is medicine for anxiety, for my nightmares it cannot possibly be medication to treat strange illnesses.

Just then, Ba Hu, who had always been by Zhao Qings side, made his way through the crowd, stammering, Second Master, First Master isnt lying.

Zhao Qing stomped over and grabbed Ba Hu by his collar in a fit of anger, Youre lying!

Second Master, Im not lying its the truth, this is medication for your illness. When you left Gaoshan Village last year, First Master came to me, telling me to look after you. He gave me the prescription and reminded me that you couldnt miss a single dose. Zhao Qing stepped backwards abruptly like the snapped string of a bow, losing all focus in his eyes.

1. Dissociative identity disorder is a real thing, but its controversial. Of course, the details and treatment in the story are not accurate. An alternate personality is not necessarily murderous. Its thought to be a coping mechanism in the aftermath of trauma. Real-world treatments are also primarily psychotherapy, not drugs. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dissociative_identity_disorder