Chapter 421 Zhou Jianming's Death Is Approaching

Zhou Jianming was so frightened that his soul left his body. He let out a strange cry, staggered back several steps, and almost fell to the ground. His face instantly turned as pale as paper.

The chill from the tip of the hairpin seemed to have pierced his eyes, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

"Cousin, cousin-in-law! What are you doing?" His voice changed and he looked at Yuan Wanru in horror.

Yuan Wanru holds a golden hairpin in her hand, her posture elegant yet murderous, like a female Rakshasa walking out of a painting.

She stared at Zhou Jianming coldly, and said every word clearly in his face: "Zhou Jianming, listen to me carefully."

"Put away those dirty thoughts and mean looks of yours! If you dare to look at me with those eyes again, or appear in front of me and bother me, I will dig them out with my own hands and feed them to the dogs!"

"Don't think that I can't do anything to you just because the old lady is here. In this mansion, I will deal with a lowly person like you. I have ten thousand ways to make you live a life worse than death, and no one can catch you!"

She paused, looked at Zhou Jianming's trembling body, and sneered contemptuously: "Go back to your doghouse and stay quiet until Sister Yun's wedding is over. If I find you being unruly again and disturbing the joy of the mansion... Humph, you can try it!"

After saying that, Yuan Wanru turned her wrist, and the golden hairpin that was shining with cold light was inserted back into her bun steadily as if by magic, as if the thrilling scene just now had never happened.

Without even looking at Zhou Jianming, who was limp on the ground and shaking like a sieve, she said to Shi Ying behind her calmly, "Let's go. We need to have the servants clean the paths in this garden more frequently in the future, so that no dirt can run onto the paths and pollute people's eyes."

The maids suppressed their laughter and responded respectfully, "Yes, ma'am."

Yuan Wanru held her head high and walked gracefully with her group of people past the frightened Zhou Jianming like a proud phoenix. Not even the hem of her skirt was stained with the dust on the ground.

Zhou Jianming was left slumped on the cold stone slab, his back covered in sweat, completely overwhelmed by the huge fear and humiliation.

Yuan Wanru is so scary. Before Lu Jiangnian returned home, he already knew that Yuan Wanru had scared Zhou Jianming today.

These two days, he was busy making arrangements outside and had not taken care of the affairs in the mansion.

Lu Jiangnian walked into the Mianyue Pavilion with a depressed mood: "Madam, what are your plans for that bastard named Zhou?"

Seeing his angry face, Yuan Wanru said with a smile: "I didn't suffer any loss, but I just happen to have something to discuss with you."

Of course Lu Jiangnian knew that his wife would not suffer any loss, but when he thought about that disgusting guy living in the mansion, how could he not be angry?

Yuan Wanru said slowly, "I know you are angry and you want to deal with him immediately."

In fact, she wanted to too.

The look in that guy's eyes during the day...

She extended her slender white index finger, "I have a plan to make Liang Yuhua disappear from our house. What do you think?"

When Lu Jiangnian heard this, his eyes lit up.

This is of course the best.

He didn't want this inexplicable concubine in the first place.

"Just tell me."

Yuan Wanru's fingertips gently slid across the tabletop, her eyes becoming darker, "My husband, it was not your will that Yuhua came to the mansion. Since she is an informant, it would be best for her to leave the capital, a place of trouble."

She raised her eyes and looked directly into Lu Jiangnian's eyes which had suddenly become solemn.

Lu Jiangnian whispered, "In this case, won't everyone in the Liang family disappear at the same time?"

Yuan Wanru slowly shook her head: "This is the worst option."

"I think we can find someone to take the blame and have the emperor blame him for Liang Yuhua's death. That way, if someone wants to vent their anger on someone else, they can't vent it on the Liang family."

"die?"

Lu Jiangnian met her bright eyes and suddenly realized, "Is it the same kind of death as Tang Bo?"

Yuan Wanru smiled: "Yes."

As long as Liang Yuhua didn't commit suicide, nor was she killed by someone from the Lu family, who could the emperor blame?

Anyway, Zhou Jianming was a man who deserved to die.

Liang Yuhua was innocent, and Yuan Wanru really didn't like her either. Liang Yuhua was Lu Jiangnian's concubine, and she always felt uncomfortable with her.

This incident involving Zhou Jianming is just an opportunity.

Lu Jiangnian quickly understood her plan.

Rather than letting Liang Yuhua stay in the mansion as a pawn forever and be monitored all the time, it would be better to take advantage of this incident to make her "disappear".

Yuan Wanru said calmly: "People like Zhou Jianming will not let go of even the slightest opportunity."

"We can make it so that he thinks he can succeed. Then Liang Yuhua will not be willing to be humiliated and her 'death' will be reasonable and without any trace. How do you think?"

There was a satisfied smile in the corners of Lu Jiangnian's eyes and eyebrows.

"It seems that my lady minds as much as I do."

He thought he was the only one who felt upset.

He held Yuan Wanru's hand with his backhand, his palm burning hot, but his eyes had returned to their usual calmness and sharpness, "You think deeply, this idea is very good."

He said in a deep voice, "Then you will be in charge of the medicine, and I will be in charge of getting people to lure away the spies near the courtyard. We must do it perfectly and conceal it from all parties."

After receiving Lu Jiangnian's approval, Yuan Wanru smiled, as if ice and snow had just melted. "Don't worry, I have some ideas on this matter. We will plan it carefully tonight and it will be foolproof."

She approached Lu Jiangnian, the cool magnolia fragrance lingering around her body, and her fingertips gently smoothed his frowning brows: "When sister Yun's wedding is grand and the dust settles, it will be time for us to close the net. How are you preparing for your work outside?"

Regicide is not just an empty angry statement.

Lu Jiangnian looked at the person in front of him, and his original calmness was replaced by burning emotions.

He reached out and held Yuan Wanru's slender waist, bringing her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her fragrant hair, and said in a low and tender voice: "Don't worry, I'm doing the job, are you still worried?"

He would never obediently serve as someone else's chopping block.

Yuan Wanru leaned against his solid chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, a look of relief forming at the corners of her lips.

She closed her eyes, enjoying this moment of warmth and tranquility.

Although there are jackals, tigers, leopards, conspiracies and intrigues ahead, as long as the husband and wife are of one mind, they will not be afraid of any storm.

"My husband just needs to stabilize the situation outside. These evil spirits in the mansion..."

She raised her head, her eyes flashing with confidence and coldness, "Leave it to me."

Lu Jiangnian lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows, and everything was said without words.

The moonlight outside the window is like water, and the candlelight inside the house is flickering. The decision to kill just now seems to be temporarily sealed by this moment of warmth, leaving only the figures of the couple leaning on each other, waiting together for the coming storm and new life.

July 22nd.

Lu Yun gets married.

The show is about to begin.