In her previous life, Fang Qingyue's family was destroyed, and she married into the Marquis's mansion as a concubine through a marriage contract. Others thought she was lucky, that the Marq...
Xiaotao's eyes gradually regained some rationality from her panic.
She lowered her head, tightly gripped the silver in her hand, and a hint of determination gradually flashed in her eyes.
She had no choice, and Fang Qingyue's proposal might be her only way out.
"Okay..." Xiao Tao finally nodded, her voice low but firm, "I promise you, I will help you collect evidence. But you must save my life, and save me and the child."
Fang Qingyue smiled slightly and patted Xiaotao's shoulder gently, "Don't worry, I will definitely keep my promise."
"Go back now and keep a normal attitude. Don't let Li Yijun get suspicious."
Xiao Tao nodded, as if to cheer herself up, then turned and walked back to the Shen Mansion.
After Xiaotao left, the streets gradually returned to calm under the night sky.
Fang Qingyue stood by the river, gazing at the cold, flowing water, a complex mix of emotions swirling in her heart. She looked down at the cloth bag in her hands, Xiaotao's despair swirling in her mind.
She has already pushed this chess piece towards Li Yijun, and every next step requires her to be more cautious.
When I returned to the clinic, the blind girl Fang Chiyue had been waiting in the hall for a long time.
She heard Fang Qingyue's footsteps, turned her head and whispered, "Sister, you're back."
Although Fang Chiyue couldn't see, she knew of Fang Qingyue's return early on thanks to her keen hearing.
Fang Qingyue hummed softly, put down the medicine bag in her hand, and sat next to Fang Chiyue.
The two have depended on each other for many years and there is no need for them to say much to each other, but today, Fang Chiyue seems to have something to say.
"Sister, lately I feel..."
Fang Chiyue's voice was low, as if she had hesitated for a long time before speaking, "It's becoming increasingly difficult to hide the baby in your belly. It's been three or four months, right?"
Fang Qingyue's body trembled slightly, and her hand unconsciously touched her lower abdomen.
A trace of hidden pain flashed in her eyes, and these words caused ripples in her heart.
She had indeed felt the presence of the child in her womb, and the faint signs of life reminded her every day that she was already a mother.
"Chi Yue, don't worry, I will handle it well."
Fang Qingyue sighed softly, a hint of fatigue in her tone. Her hand was still on her stomach, as if she was hesitating, but also as if she was trying to comfort herself.
If she doesn't make a decision, the secret will soon be exposed.
But is turning over Shen Yuhan's brand really the best option?
Fang Chiyue heard her sister's hesitation and sighed, "Sister, I know what you're worried about. But you also know that you can't hide the child. You and Mr. Shen...sooner or later, there will be a break."
Although she was blind, she could keenly capture the struggle in Fang Qingyue's heart.
Just as the two fell into a brief silence, light footsteps were heard outside.
Fang Qingyue looked up and saw Shen Yuhan's figure appeared at the door of the clinic.
That familiar tall and straight figure seemed to instantly take away the uneasiness in her heart.
“Mr. Shen, you are here.”
Fang Qingyue stood up and walked over to him, forcing a smile on her face, as if trying to hide her anxiety.
Shen Yuhan glanced at her and keenly noticed something strange in her expression.
As he approached her, he frowned, his tone full of concern: "Qingyue, are you worried about something?"
Fang Qingyue was slightly stunned, then smiled and said lightly: "It's just a matter in the clinic, it's not a big deal."
He had never seen her so tired before, and he felt vaguely uneasy.
He took a few steps closer and whispered, "Qingyue, something seems off about you today. What happened? Don't hide it from me."
Fang Qingyue lowered her head and her hands unconsciously rested on her abdomen.
Shen Yuhan's eyes were sharp and not easy to fool, but at this moment, she didn't want him to know that she was pregnant.
She was still hesitant about the matter of the child. Even she herself didn't know how to deal with it, let alone facing Shen Yuhan?
Then he changed the subject and whispered, "Yuhan, I met Xiaotao, Li Yijun's personal maid today. She is pregnant and doesn't dare to let Li Yijun know."
"If her master knew about this, I'm afraid her life would be in danger. I've promised her that I would help her escape, but the prerequisite is that she collects some evidence on Li Yijun for me."
When Shen Yuhan heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, and he was obviously interested in this matter.
He pondered for a moment and nodded: "Li Yijun is deep-minded and ruthless. She has been colluding with the Shangshu for a long time. If you want to bring them down, you must have solid evidence."
"You're right. Xiaotao's identity is the most suitable. As long as she can gather strong evidence, Li Yijun's clue will soon be exposed."
Fang Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "What about you? Have you found any clues recently?"
Shen Yuhan's eyes became deeper. He gently let go of Fang Qingyue's hand, walked to the table and sat down, saying in a low voice: "I have obtained conclusive evidence on Song Xiaoya's side."
"She is in cahoots with the Darong, communicating closely with their envoys through letters, passing on confidential intelligence from the capital. Although she is cautious, I have found a letter that proves her identity."
Fang Qingyue's heart tensed up when she heard this: "A letter? Doesn't that mean Song Xiaoya has been exposed?"
Shen Yuhan nodded slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes: "That's right. Tomorrow I will report to the emperor and ask for his order to arrest Song Xiaoya. At the same time, I will search the Marquis' Mansion to see if there are any other accomplices behind her. This matter can't be delayed any longer, it must be concluded as soon as possible."
Fang Qingyue's eyes flickered as she whispered, "Then you must be careful. Song Xiaoya is extremely cunning. Now that you've found evidence against her, she won't just sit there and wait for death."
Shen Yuhan held Fang Qingyue's hand tightly, with a determined look in his eyes: "Don't worry, I will be careful about everything. Song Xiaoya's matter has reached the final step, and I will not give her any chance to turn things around."
Fang Qingyue nodded slightly, but still felt a little uneasy in her heart.
Shen Yuhan had made sufficient preparations, but Song Xiaoya was not the kind of person who would be easily defeated.
She secretly prayed that everything would go well, not wanting to put Shen Yuhan in danger.
However, Fang Qingyue's worries were not unnecessary.
On the other side of Prince Shen's Mansion, Song Xiaoya had already realized the seriousness of the matter.
Her letters were exposed, and Shen Yuhan's investigation had penetrated to a point where she could no longer conceal it.
Song Xiaoya stood in her room with a stern expression, her fingers gently stroking a letter on the table. The handwriting on the letter was a font she was familiar with, but at this moment, it seemed extremely glaring.
"Shen Yuhan...you actually investigated me secretly."
Her voice was cold and there was a hint of viciousness in her eyes.
She knew in her heart that her situation was hopeless.
Those letters are her weak spot. Once exposed, she will be powerless to recover.
At this moment, her only choice was to burn her boats and fight to the death.
Song Xiaoya smiled coldly, with a hint of determination in her eyes.
She already knew that Shen Yuhan's weakness was Fang Qingyue.
As long as Fang Qingyue is captured, it is equivalent to capturing Shen Yuhan's lifeline.
"Do you think you can bring me down with just a letter?"