Chapter 58 If you're going crazy, come at me, don't wrong Yu Rou.

Shen Yuepo's chilling words, "It's your turn," seemed to freeze the air in the garden.

Madam Shen, who had been nestled in Chairman Shen's arms, was startled.

She suddenly looked at Chen Yuepo, her voice trembling, and even the pearl necklace around her neck swayed slightly:

"Moon Soul, what... what does this have to do with Yu Rou? Is there some misunderstanding between you sisters...?"

"Sisters?" Shen Yuepo chuckled lightly. "Does she deserve that title?"

Her gaze fell on Shen Yurou's pale face, and her voice echoed clearly throughout the garden:

"She ordered the murder of Xiao Wanxing."

“Last night, she commanded ten vengeful ghosts to surround and kill me.”

A cold smile curled at the corner of Shen Yuepo's lips. "Is this the sister you were talking about?"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Madam Shen was struck dumb, and her carefully maintained face instantly lost all color.

She instinctively retorted, "No, impossible, Moon Soul, this is impossible! Yu Rou is so kind, how could she..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Yichuan, his face bruised and swollen, ignored the pain and rushed to Shen Yurou's side, shouting at Shen Yuepo with his swollen face:

"Chen Yuepo! Don't make false accusations! If you're going to go crazy, come at me, don't wrong Yu Rou!"

Shen Yuepo didn't even bother to glance at him, but casually raised his hand and pointed at Chairman Shen and Shen Wangchuan:

"You can ask the two of them if it's true about Xiao Wanxing."

In an instant, the air in the entire garden seemed to freeze.

Madam Shen and Shen Yichuan suddenly turned their surprised and uncertain gazes toward Chairman Shen and Shen Wangchuan.

Shen Wangchuan's face was extremely ugly. He pursed his lips and did not refute.

Chairman Shen's face was even more somber. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes wearily and heavily.

He could pretend not to know about Xiao Wanxing's matter.

He absolutely could not tolerate Shen Yurou's attack on Shen Yuepo.

Chairman Shen suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp gaze, honed by years of experience in the business world, now gleaming with a chilling light as he stared directly at Shen Yurou:

"Yu Rou, tell me honestly, is what Yue Po said true?!"

This question was tantamount to pushing Shen Yurou to the edge of a cliff.

Shen Yurou trembled violently, her carefully styled curly hair sticking messily to her tear-stained face.

She shook her head, her pearl earrings tracing messy arcs in the air:

"Dad, I didn't... I really didn't! Why is my sister slandering me like this..."

She wept bitterly, her face streaked with tears.

"I know my sister hates me and thinks I stole your love. But I would never use such evil magic to harm anyone!"

"I don't understand any of this. Dad, Mom, eldest brother, second brother, you have to believe me! I really didn't! Waaah..."

She cried with tears streaming down her face, her emotions so genuine, as if she had truly been framed by her closest relatives.

That despair and helplessness almost touched the hearts of everyone present.

"Oh."

Shen Yuepo watched her superb performance, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips, his eyes fixed on her as if she were looking at filthy maggots:

"This is truly the first time I've ever seen such a...shameless person."

She slowly took a step forward, and the invisible pressure emanating from her body made Shen Yichuan, who was blocking her way, subconsciously take half a step back.

"Since you keep insisting on your innocence, then fine—"

Shen Yuepo's voice wasn't loud, but it suppressed Shen Yurou's sobs. "I'll give you a chance to prove yourself."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pointed her right hand together, and a point of golden light suddenly shone from her fingertips.

"Imperial decree: Under the bright light of heaven and earth, truth and falsehood will be immediately discerned!"

“Shen Yurou, if you say again that you did not instigate anyone to kill Xiao Wanxing, and that you did not collude with the false emperor to drive evil spirits to kill me, then if this is true, the decree will be cancelled and you will be unharmed.”

If this statement is false—

The golden light suddenly surged, making Shen Yuepo's face appear as dignified and unapproachable as a celestial maiden.

"Then the decree shall take effect! When you uttered this lie, your tongue felt as if it were being stabbed and your throat as if it were on fire. Your evil thoughts will backfire, and you will suffer pain!"

As the last word fell, Chen Yuepo pointed her finger forward.

The golden runes silently disappeared into Shen Yurou's brow.

Shen Yurou trembled violently, as if bound by invisible chains, and a chill from the depths of her soul rendered her speechless instantly.

“Now,” Shen Yuepo withdrew his finger, the golden light faded, and he looked at her calmly, “say what you just said again in front of everyone.”

She said, "I, Shen Yurou, have never ordered anyone to kill Xiao Wanxing, nor have I colluded with the false emperor to drive evil spirits to kill Shen Yuepo."

"If you are innocent, once you have finished speaking, nothing will happen."

The entire garden fell into a deathly silence.

All eyes were on Shen Yurou.

Chairman Shen's eyes were sharp as an eagle's, Shen Wangchuan's brows were furrowed, Madam Shen covered her mouth, and Shen Yichuan forgot his pain and looked at her nervously.

Shen Yurou's face was ashen, and her lips trembled violently.

She could clearly feel that invisible decree, like a sword hanging over her head.

She dared not speak, knowing that if she uttered those words, she would face a punishment worse than death.

Fear and resentment were intertwined wildly in her eyes.

In a flash, Shen Yurou suddenly raised her head, her carefully applied eye makeup now smudged and ruined by tears.

Her expression instantly shifted from terror to utter despair, her voice trembling with sobs:

"Dad! Mom! You...you all saw it, my sister...she can't stand me at all."

Her trembling finger pointed directly at Shen Yuepo, "She used this evil magic to force me, she's trying to force me to my death!"

Her pitiful face was now streaked with tears, yet she forced a poignant smile:

"You don't believe me at all! Since this family can't accept me... I'll just leave!"

She suddenly pulled out the diamond hair clip from her hair and smashed it to the ground, shattering the expensive jewelry into pieces.

This was a gift from Madam Shen on her birthday.

"I have a clear conscience!"

Her voice stopped abruptly, and she clutched her throat in pain. The golden decree suddenly activated, causing her to break out in a cold sweat, but she endured the pain.

The next second, she stubbornly raised her head again:

"I just hope you... won't regret it later!"

Despite the sharp pain from the backlash of the imperial edict, Shen Yurou turned around abruptly and ran out of the villa.

"Yu Rou!"

Madam Shen gasped instinctively, leaning forward as if to chase after him, her face full of worry.

Don't go!

Chairman Shen grabbed Mrs. Shen's wrist.

He watched Shen Yurou's almost panicked escape, and the last trace of hesitation in his eyes completely disappeared, leaving only disappointment.

The fact that they dared not face the imperial edict, dared not prove their innocence, and even resorted to such a drastic means to escape is more convincing than any other evidence.

Shen Yichuan stood frozen in place, his swollen face drained of all color.

He's not stupid.

Shen Yurou's words sounded grief-stricken and resolute, but from beginning to end she dared not look Shen Yuepo in the eye, nor did she dare to repeat the phrase "I never did it" to prove her innocence.

Her near-collapse was like a bucket of ice water poured over Shen Yichuan, shattering his last shred of illusion.

His beloved, gentle and kind sister may... truly harbor a terrifying side he has never seen before.

Overwhelmed by the sense of loss and betrayal, he was speechless for a moment, even forgetting the pain in his body.

Shen Wangchuan watched Shen Yurou's disappearing figure, his eyes filled with complex emotions, which finally turned into a heavy sigh.

Everything that happened in the past two weeks felt like an absurd nightmare.

He remembered Shen Yurou's eighteenth birthday, when she wore a white gauze dress and twirled in the garden, looking as innocent as an angel.

But now...

"Heh..." A bitter laugh escaped from the corner of his lips.

What kind of demon is hidden beneath that angelic face?

Shen Yuepo stood still, showing no surprise at Shen Yurou's escape.

The moment Shen Yurou turned and rushed out, she subtly flicked her finger.

A beam of light, imperceptible to the naked eye, precisely pierced Shen Yurou's back.

Tracking symbol complete.

Her goal was never to kill Shen Yurou at this moment.

Her goal was to stir up trouble, follow the clues, and find the elusive and treacherous false emperor, Mingye.

Shen Yurou was the best bait.