Xie Qiao felt sympathy for the Wei parents when she saw their expressions and inwardly sighed.
It was the saddest thing in the world when a child died before their parents. It was even worse now that they found out their child had not died completely of sickness.
Since Xie Qiao was a priest, the Wei parents did not think it was bizarre to communicate with the dead.
They had heard that there were hidden sages in the world who could communicate with the dead.
Xie Qiao stretched her hand and performed divination. "Young Lady Wei died of… anger. If you guys would like to know who that lady is… Head west at noon. Turn left at the third alley when you get to West Sparrow Street. Walk 200 steps, and your doubt might be solved by then."
Ms. Wei was not very smart. She had only found out that her husband had a mistress.
Although she knew who the person was, she indeed had no idea when and where they would meet.
