Ye Wenzhou was startled, "Princess..."
Jiang Shumiao appeared unmoved, but in reality, she secretly protected Madam Ye's heart meridian, ensuring that she remained alive.
It will only hurt, it won't kill you.
It was truly a living hell, an unbearable agony.
"Your Ye family has committed such a disgraceful act; have you thought about how to clean it up?"
In fact, Jiang Shumiao knew that the private and shameful affairs of large families were all resolved behind closed doors and would never be brought to the attention of officials.
If someone like Madam Ye couldn't be contained any longer, the elders in the clan would arrange for her to 'die of illness' in order to preserve the family's reputation.
Ye Wenzhou looks like a filial son, so he definitely can't bring himself to be cruel.
When Jiang Shumiao said this, she was telling him, "Don't beg me, it's useless. I don't help bad people."
Ye Wenzhou's lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
He understood Jiang Shumiao's gaze and knew that his mother was doomed.
Looking at his panicked son, he closed his eyes and said, "I will inform the elders of the clan, and they will surely give the deceased justice."
Princess Duanmin and Ye Jiayao were both taken aback.
Ye Jiayao, in particular, was deathly pale. He practically crawled over, grabbed Ye Jiayao's clothes, and cried, "Father, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have let Grandmother kill Lan Ying. It wasn't me who did it. Grandmother said she would handle it, but I never imagined she would throw Lan Ying into the well. I didn't know they died so tragically! Father, I'm only eighteen. If I'm branded a murderer, my future will be ruined. I am your eldest son, the future hope of the Ye family..."
Ye Wenzhou raised his hand and slapped him across the face.
Princess Duanmin exclaimed, "My lord!"
Ye Wenzhou's face was filled with grief. "If you had even a shred of responsibility, you would have let Lan Ying miscarry. If you really couldn't bear it, you could have sent her to the estate and made her your adopted son. Why did you have to be so cruel?"
Wen Zhixuan had done something similar before.
Back then, Shen Qinghe was in mourning and gave birth to a son. Wen Zhixuan told others that the son was his adopted son.
Despite various speculations from the outside world, nothing has been confirmed.
However, the hidden danger was that Shen Qinghe developed a deep-seated resentment and desperately wanted to give Wen Zhixuan a legitimate child, which ultimately led to her death.
Ye Jiayao wept bitterly, shaking his head repeatedly. "It was Grandmother who did it. She said if Lan Ying didn't die, I would be stigmatized and unable to participate in the imperial examinations again. His Majesty abolished the Nine-Rank System long ago. If I can't pass the examinations and enter officialdom, I'll be a useless commoner for life. How can I let down my family's expectations and your upbringing of me? Father, just this once, please save me..."
He crawled on his knees to Jiang Shumiao and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Princess, Goddess, I know I was wrong. Please have mercy and save me. I will never do it again, please..."
When Grandma Ye heard her grandson repeatedly shift all the blame onto her, she was filled with anger and heartache.
"You...you unfilial...son..."
With a wave of her hand, Jiang Shumiao absorbed Lan Ying's entire soul.
Old Madam Ye collapsed to the ground, coughing violently.
Ye Wenzhou instinctively wanted to step forward, but considering that Jiang Shumiao was there, he held back.
Lan Ying was still struggling, crying, "Let me kill her, let me kill her!"
"alright."
Jiang Shumiao patted her reassuringly, "The Ye family will handle it. Don't get your hands dirty. Don't worry, I'll let you leave once the Ye family has been completely dealt with."
This is a threat, and also a warning.
If the Ye family dares to show favoritism, they will have no choice but to seek redress.
Upon hearing this, Lan Ying gradually calmed down.
"Okay, I'll wait."
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