Everyone first looked at Su Cuirong and Yao Shiyu, and then all turned their gazes to Jiang Yuelan.
Jiang Yuelan tightly covered her cheek, which had been slapped by Jiang Muyan, with her right hand, revealing the black mole on her thumb.
That black mole slowly came into everyone's view, becoming irrefutable evidence of her crimes.
With her scheme exposed, Jiang Yuelan collapsed to the ground like a deflated rag doll, utterly dejected.
Jiang Luoluo was able to clear herself of all charges in just a few words; she had concrete witnesses to prove that she was not at the scene.
Jiang Yuelan couldn't understand why Jiang Luoluo was able to escape unscathed even though she had already drunk the fruit wine laced with drugs.
Could it be that Jiang Luoluo saw through her scheme all along and used it to lure her into a trap?
Jiang Muyan seemed unable to quell his anger and slammed the stick down heavily on Wang Mazi on the ground again.
He then grabbed a wooden stick and struck Jiang Yuelan hard, shouting angrily, "Such dirty tricks to frame Luo Luo are unworthy of the Jiang family! Today I will send you to the Dali Temple to be dealt with according to the law!"
Yao Shiyu knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down her face, and pleaded in a pitiful voice, "Second Uncle, Cousin, my mother was confused for a moment, please forgive her this time!"
Jiang Luoluo stepped forward and stood in front of Yao Shiyu and Jiang Yuelan, who were kneeling on the ground. Her tone was as cold as frost: "Cousin, I have always treated my aunt with great respect and love. How could she use such despicable means to frame me? If her scheme had succeeded, would I still have a way out today?"
Upon hearing this, the crowd looked angry and echoed his sentiments.
"The daughter stole someone else's fiancé, and the mother still tries to harm her behind her back. It's utterly shameless!"
"For an elder to resort to such insidious methods within the inner quarters to deal with an unmarried niece is outrageous!"
"Such a vicious person is a menace to the household; he should be sent to the Dali Temple immediately!"
Yao Shiyu knelt on the ground, her body trembling like an autumn leaf, her eyes blurry with tears: "Cousin, please forgive my mother, she really was just... confused for a moment..."
Su Cuirong clenched the prayer beads in her hand, sighed softly, and stepped forward to speak up, "Luo Luo, Second Brother, this is a family matter after all. There's no need to take it to the authorities. Let's resolve this behind closed doors."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Muyan looked at Su Cuirong with a deep gaze, his tone low and firm: "Mother, you have spoiled my little sister all the time, which is why she has such an unruly nature."
Today, she not only ruined Yun Jiao's coming-of-age ceremony but also caused a major disaster. If I continue to protect her, and with my elder brother not in the capital, who will uphold justice for Luo Luo?
Jiang Muyan spoke each word with conviction and righteous indignation, determined to show Xie Yizhi his resolve.
The matter Xie Yizhi came to discuss with him today was that Jiang Chengfeng and his wife had been murdered by villains in Yunchuan.
The Emperor issued a special edict instructing Jiang Muyan, as his second uncle, to take good care of Jiang Luoluo. If Jiang Luoluo is taken good care of, the Emperor will remember Jiang Muyan's merits as General Weiyuan and promote him.
Su Cuirong clutched her chest in anguish, "Second brother, you..."
Jiang Muyan scanned the entire room, his gaze sharpening, and he declared loudly, "Jiang Yuelan is malicious and plotted to murder her niece; her crime is unforgivable! Guards, take her and Wang Mazi to the Dali Temple for legal punishment!"
Soon, servants from the manor stepped forward and forcibly took Jiang Yuelan and Wang Mazi away.
Yao Shiyu knelt on the spot, her eyes filled with despair, tears streaming down her face. Why did it turn out like this? Everything had been planned.
Her initial joy at imagining Jiang Luoluo's disgrace turned into a sharp sword, stabbing viciously into her heart. A place like the Dali Temple would leave you half-skinned if you went there; Jiang Luoluo was truly ruthless.
Jiang Yuelan turned around and glared at Jiang Luoluo with a venomous look in her eyes, as if she wanted to devour her alive.
Xie Yizhi stood quietly to the side, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, his cold, piercing gaze sweeping over Jiang Yuelan, and a murderous intent suddenly rose around him.
He didn't utter a word, yet he sent chills down everyone's spines. How dare they touch his ally? Were they tired of living?
Jiang Yunjiao's coming-of-age ceremony ended abruptly in front of everyone in this farce.
The guests left in their carriages, while Jiang Muyan personally saw Xie Yizhi off, apologizing profusely along the way: "I am truly ashamed that Your Highness has seen such a fool of me today."
Xie Yizhi nodded slightly, his tone calm: "Regarding today's matter, Vice Minister Jiang upheld the law impartially, and I will report it to His Majesty."
Jiang Muyan's expression was solemn as he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. Luo Luo is my niece, and I will certainly live up to His Majesty's trust and take good care of her."
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps were heard, and Jiang Yunjiao came running over, her cheeks flushed, looking both anxious and shy.
She presented Xie Yizhi with a delicate sachet in both hands, her voice barely audible: "Your Highness, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come. This is a sachet that I sewed myself. It is not worth much, but I hope Your Highness will accept it."
Xie Yizhi's gaze swept lightly over the sachet, his expression cold and his tone indifferent and aloof: "Miss Jiang is very thoughtful."
I have come today to discuss important matters with Minister Jiang, not for your coming-of-age ceremony, so there is no need for thanks.
Such an exquisite sachet is best given to someone else.
As soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere around them paused slightly. Jiang Yunjiao stood there, stunned, the blush on her face gradually fading, replaced by a paleness.
She never expected that her long-cherished feelings would be rejected so bluntly and decisively by Xie Yizhi.
She stiffly withdrew her hand, gripped the sachet tightly, bit her lip, and forced back the disappointment in her eyes.
Jiang Muyan frowned slightly and gently scolded, "Yun Jiao, stop fooling around and go back."
A gentle breeze swept by, bringing a touch of coolness.
Jiang Luoluo stood to the side, her nose itching terribly, and she couldn't help but sneeze softly.
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