Chapter 87 Determined not to let him clear his name

She also knew that this ancient marquis did have many shortcomings. He did things his own way, was selfish, arrogant, and had a lot of scumbag quotes. But his only advantage was that he had never harmed her or deceived her. To her, the man also disdained to lie.

Every time something happened, he would bring it up seriously, but then let it go lightly, not taking it personally. In this respect, he was quite manly.

Besides, he had said last night that he would not pursue the matter. How could he suddenly change his mind and want to kill Yun Dashan overnight? Even if he left in anger, it was impossible for him to suddenly become ruthless and cruel.

She knew everything about the matter, but she pretended not to believe what Mu Xingci said.

Because she wanted to take this opportunity to completely leave this man. As long as there was a life between them, it would not make much sense for him to keep her even if he wanted to.

On the other side, Mu Xingci returned to the General's Mansion and first let him slap Wanchun a few times: "Bitch! Why did you kill Yun Dashan? And finally frame me?"

"My Lord, when did I kill Yun Dashan? Didn't you kill him?" Wanchun denied coldly.

She had waited for so long and finally got the chance to take revenge, so how could she confess the truth to him? In her opinion, that woman deserved to die, and this marquis deserved to die even more.

The sisters followed him for four or five years and took good care of him, but he ruthlessly killed his own sister for a concubine. How could she not hate him?

If she could, she really wanted to secretly poison this bastard marquis. But as his personal maid, she was very familiar with everything about him, and because of this familiarity, she could not find an opportunity to kill him.

Because this man has the ability to identify poisons, any poison cannot escape his eyes as soon as he smells it, and her martial arts skills are not as good as his, so she can only endure it temporarily.

Ever since she heard their conversations over the past two days, she knew that they had a conflict, but in the end the Marquis still let the woman go, which made her extremely hateful.

So, I thought of a way to alienate their relationship.

Although she couldn't kill the couple for the time being, she was still very confident in the old man.

She just wanted to put a life between them. She wanted to see if that dog marquis could still win the beauty.

So, when she followed Mu Xingci to Yun Dashan's villa, she took advantage of the fact that the man had not yet sat down and Yun Dashan was following him defenselessly, and she quickly grabbed Yun Dashan's throat and killed him with one blow.

"Bitch, no one is watching you act now, why are you still pretending to be innocent? I advise you to tell the truth, otherwise, I will make you live a life worse than death." Mu Xingci was unaware of her sinister intentions and scolded her coldly.

"My life or death is no longer important. I didn't kill him anyway. I don't think it will be easy for Miss Yun to forgive you."

Wanchun laughed a little crazily, and suddenly raised his hand to eat something. When I wanted to stop him, it was too late.

Mu Xingci watched the maid spit out black blood and die in front of him, which made his eyes look terrifyingly sinister.

"Qiyi, send someone to the Marquis' Mansion in the capital and ask my mother to thoroughly investigate Zixia and Wanchun's backgrounds, as soon as possible."

"Yes!" He responded and went to find someone.

At noon that day, Mu Xingci returned to the house where Yun Dashan lived. He politely lit a stick of incense for the deceased, bowed, and then walked up to the woman whose eyes were red with tears: "My condolences!"

Yun Wansheng didn't even raise her eyelids, and seemed to hate him.

Seeing her like this, Mu Xingci felt extremely depressed. "Yun Wansheng, I'll say it again. Your grandfather was killed by that lowly slave. You should know how I treated you. How could I possibly kill your grandfather and make you hate me?"

"My Lord, I don't believe you would do this under normal circumstances, but under the temptation of huge profits, human nature will be exposed.

Yesterday you threatened me with that horrific scene in the prison cell, without considering at all whether a woman like me could withstand such a terrifying scene.

Afterwards you didn't feel the slightest bit of remorse, instead you said nonchalantly that I was brave and shouldn't be afraid. You were the only one who had the final say on both the good and bad sides of the matter, and wouldn't let me say a word against you.

You're so cold-hearted towards me, it's not impossible that you want to kill my grandfather to intimidate me?" Yun Wansheng raised her red and swollen eyes and said hatefully.

Mu Xingci wanted to explain himself but didn't know how to say it. Should he tell her that he was too disdainful to apologize to a mistress like her?

"Yun Wansheng, I have already sent people to the Marquis' Mansion in the capital. I have asked my mother to thoroughly investigate the relationship between Zixia and Wanchun. I believe the truth will be revealed soon."

"My Lord, I always believe what I see with my own eyes, and I won't believe a word of the truth you have investigated.

After my grandfather is buried, I will leave here. I don't want to see my enemies living freely while I have no way to avenge my grandfather.

We, the grandfather and grandson, have endured so much hardship and have come through it all, but he lost his life because of me. I feel so sorry for him. If I had known things would turn out like this, I would never have become your concubine.

Yun Wansheng cried in agony, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. Although there was an element of acting in this, she felt more deeply sorry for the old man.

If I hadn't been reborn in his granddaughter's body, Yun Dashan would not have died. It was my own publicity that killed him.

Mu Xingci looked at the woman crying sadly, with regret and heartache in his eyes: "Yun Wansheng, why don't you believe what I said? When have I ever lied to you?"

"Stop talking. I don't want to see you now. Get out!" Yun Wansheng pushed him angrily.

Seeing that she was emotional, Mu Xingci stopped provoking her: "Yun Wansheng, you can't go anywhere until the matter is investigated clearly. I don't want to be known as a murderer." After saying that, he turned around and left the yard.

Yun Wansheng stared at the door in a daze for a moment, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes. Why didn't this bastard let her go?

After burying Yun Dashan that day, Yun Wansheng returned to her own villa. There were more than a dozen guards behind her, obviously to prevent her from escaping.

That night, there had been no guards in the courtyard before, but now there were four guards standing on either side of the door, watching her like a thief. This made Yun Wansheng so angry that she cursed inwardly. It seemed that she had been overthinking things.

Just as she was thinking about what to do, Mu Xingci walked into the room. Yun Wansheng's face immediately turned cold and she shouted angrily: "What are you doing here? Get out!" As she said that, she picked up the teacup and threw it at him.

Mu Xingci easily dodged the cup of water: "Yun Wansheng, I know you are very sad now, but I really didn't kill your grandfather. I hope you can think rationally.

Perhaps Zixia's death made Wanchun hate us, so he wanted to sow hatred between us. This is not impossible, right? "