Having experienced the loss of both parents, imprisonment and abuse, and the struggle of homelessness, the boy, who had always stood tall and straight, now stared blankly into the distance with lifeless eyes.
Jiang Sheng was heartbroken. She grabbed Fang Heng's hand, trying to rouse him. "Third brother, have you forgotten how we got through this? You can't be defeated. You still have to avenge our parents and take back the Fang family. You survived so many traps and assassinations. How can you waver because of a few words?"
“Third brother, she did it on purpose. She knows you’re more determined to succeed, so she deliberately attacked you in this way.” Xu Mo’s speech quickened for the first time. “If you lose, you’ll fall into her and the Fang family’s trap.”
Wen Zhiyun's eyes were filled with tears, as if she wanted to say something, but Chang Yan grabbed her and rushed to the edge of the cliff.
Jiang Yi and Jiang Er have already subdued Wang Yuyao and are ready to throw her off at any moment.
Chang Yan raised his hand to stop him.
He squatted down in front of Wang Yuyao, carefully examining the beautiful young woman, and suddenly asked, "What are you trying to prove to the Fang family?"
Wang Yuyao was startled.
"The Fang family has always treated Third Brother like an ant, always trying to crush him in the simplest way. They don't even bother to send out real assassins, but simply hand him over to the Wang family or to Prefect He."
"These subtle attacks could only be part of your or the Wang family's eldest son's schemes."
"Let me guess why you did this? Is it because the Wang family's eldest branch has fallen, the Sun family has fallen, and the Fang family wants to break off your engagement? You're trying to protect your engagement by hurting Third Brother?"
As Chang Yan continued his speculations, Wang Yuyao's face gradually turned ashen.
Wen Zhiyun, standing to the side, gaped in shock, unable to close her mouth for a long time.
In fact, Changyan's guess was pretty accurate, but it wasn't the Fang family who proposed to break off the engagement.
Before the Fang family could even speak, the eldest branch of the Wang family became frightened. Madam Wang knew that Fang Heng was in the Zanhua Courtyard, so she instigated Wang Yuyao to use a soft knife to hurt people.
The original words were, "Anyway, it's just a plea to him. Whether he lives or dies is his own business. You didn't kill him, so there's no need to feel guilty."
But is it really possible to not feel guilty?
"For your wealth and status, for your engagement, you've hurt your childhood sweetheart, your cousin." Chang Yan looked at Wang Yuyao quietly. "If something really happens to him, can you sleep soundly?"
If he really dies, if he disappears, then Fang Heng, the young master Fang, will never exist again in this world.
Those childhood sweetheart moments have vanished into thin air in my memory.
Wang Yuyao swayed as if she were afraid, but then she roared like a vengeful ghost, "I don't want to hurt him, I don't want to, but I have a mother to protect, and I want to live. I just want to live a better life, what's wrong with that?"
"I just want to live a good life, all I want to do is live a good life."
She suddenly burst into tears, as if releasing her inner bitterness and grievances.
To Chang Yan's ears, it only sounded noisy.
Human joys and sorrows are not shared.
No matter what grievances or difficulties Wang Yuyao may have, the fact remains that she hurt her third brother, and Changyan will not let her off the hook, for both reason and emotion.
“I have a poison that can kill the intestines.” Wen Zhiyun hardened his heart and took out a packet of still-warm powder from his pocket.
Wang Yuyao was startled, and her crying stopped abruptly.
"You can't kill me. I'm a member of the Wang family. I have a name, a surname, and a status. If you kill me, you'll face legal trouble too." She was all bark and no bite.
Wen Zhiyun glanced at her coldly, then pulled a small jade bottle from her sleeve. "I have ferrous sulfate, which can rot all flesh and blood."
Although I've only heard Dr. Wu mention it but haven't actually seen it, it's enough to impress people.
You can tell by the increasingly pronounced trembling of Wang Yuyao.
Chang Yan, his face cold, glanced back at Wen Zhiyun, his killing intent brewing.
Wen Zhiyun was startled and quickly put the green vitriol and the poison back into his arms, whispering, "Xiao Wu, we can't kill her."
The reason why the eldest branch of the Wang family dared to use soft tactics was because it was bloodless; they couldn't even file a complaint with the government.
Conversely, killing Wang Yuyao simply because of a few words is also unreasonable.
“We can make her wish she were dead.” Wen Zhiyun was still trying to persuade her, “Xiao Wu, calm down. This is Anshui County. We are all law-abiding citizens.”
In the distant Fengjing, human life is cheaper than a dog's, and life and death are separated by the blink of an eye.
But this is Anshui County, where every citizen's name is recorded. If something happens, the government will hold them accountable, and the local officials will be constantly busy.
Countless magistrates and prefects used their bodies to protect this place and safeguard every citizen. They certainly did not want to see blood splattered on this land, nor did they want to see the peaceful festival turn into panic and desolation.
Chang Yan sneered, the murderous intent in his eyes finally receding.
He spoke softly, his voice even colder than before, "You may be spared the death penalty, but you cannot escape punishment."
After saying that, he leaned close to Wen Zhiyun's ear and whispered a few words.
"Ah, you want this?" Wen Zhiyun was shocked. "This...this is too ruthless."
Chang Yan remained silent with a cold expression.
Wen Zhiyun had no choice but to take out five thumb-sized pills from his pocket and mutter, "A large amount of saffron plus blood-activating and stasis-removing medicine is originally used by women to clean up stillborn fetuses. One pill at most at a time."
Consuming just two pills will cause irreversible damage to a woman's body and render her infertile for life.
Chang Yan reached out and took the five, stuffing them all into Wang Yuyao's mouth.
Wang Yuyao knew this was no good, so she tried to spit it out by choking on it, but Jiang Yi struck her back, and she coughed before swallowing it all.
"What did you feed me? If you kill me, the prefect will not let you off!" she cried out in terror.
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