Chapter 114 The commoner is the murderer who killed Young Master Li.
Wan Miaoniang suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
She stared blankly at Lu Zhaoruo in front of her—his face was still wet with blood, but his expression was terrifyingly calm. The coldness that emanated from his very bones made her feel a chill run down her spine.
So that's how it is...
No wonder she was able to escape from the Shen family, single-handedly support the embroidery shop, gain the favor of figures like General Xiao and Master Gu, and live a life completely different from her own.
While he was still struggling in the mire, calculating how much money he could have and how many days he could survive, the other party had already turned cold as iron and made a move to eliminate the root of the problem, leaving no trace of future trouble!
Although they were both women, this person was as ruthless as a blood-quenched knife, sharp enough to cut through all difficulties and completely reveal the vast difference between them.
She knew she could never be that resolute.
So she could only sink deeper and deeper into the mire.
In the end, they even resorted to despicable means to try and drag the other party down with them.
"Now, it's up to you two, master and servant, to clean up this murder case."
Lu Zhaoruo spoke in a calm voice.
After saying that, she turned and stepped out the door.
"Madam Lu!"
Suddenly, Wan Miaoniang's urgent call rang out from behind.
Lu Zhaoruo paused slightly, turned around and looked back.
Wan Miaoniang suddenly knelt down, her shoulders trembling slightly from crying, her voice choked with sobs: "Madam Lu... I dare not accept that thousand taels of silver, and I absolutely cannot accept it."
This use of the term "commoner" demonstrates her extremely humble attitude.
"don't want?"
Lu Zhaoruo stood still, her eyes deep and unfathomable, waiting for her to continue.
Wan Miaoniang raised her head, her eyes filled with sorrow and pleading: "I have no other request... I only hope that Madam Lu can take in my poor sister. She is kind-hearted and hardworking. If she could stay by your side to serve you and be your personal maid, it would be a blessing she has accumulated over many lifetimes... and it would also put my last wish at ease..."
She deliberately spoke the words "the last thing on her mind" softly and slowly, yet clearly.
Then, as if afraid of being rejected, he hurriedly bowed and kowtowed, his voice trembling: "If she could see such a resolute and unwavering demeanor as you every day, and receive even a fraction of your guidance... in the future... in the future she will surely not repeat my mistakes... falling into such a wretched state..."
She prostrated herself deeply, her forehead touching the ground, and said resolutely, "I beg you, Madam, to take me in! Tomorrow in court, I will be the murderer who killed Lord Li! Tonight... you have never set foot in Sweetwater Lane!"
After saying that, she remained kneeling, motionless.
She knew that a thousand taels of silver would eventually run out, so she might as well entrust her younger sister to Lu Zhaoruo's protection.
By taking the blame for this capital offense, Lu Zhaoruo will forever owe this immense debt of gratitude, and in the future, she will surely protect her younger sister.
Lu Zhaoruo looked down at her, how could she not understand her scheme?
He's a smart person, though.
Considering that Li Yanei was actually killed by him, making him take the blame and die would ultimately be a debt he owed.
She was silent for a moment, then finally replied, "Okay."
Wan Miaoniang kowtowed deeply: "Thank you for your kindness, Madam Lu..."
At this moment, she no longer felt any fear of death.
My only wish is that my younger sister will have someone to rely on for the rest of her life, so that she will no longer be trapped in that cannibalistic home, nor suffer from poverty.
Being able to stay by Lu Zhaoruo's side meant that she would have no worries about food and clothing.
She also vaguely felt that if she followed this person, her younger sister's future would definitely be bright.
After an incense stick has burned.
Suddenly, flames shot into the sky from Shuyu Courtyard, surging and quickly engulfing the beams and pillars, illuminating half of the night sky over Yong'an County.
Lu Zhaoruo forced herself to walk out of Sweetwater Lane. Although the effects of the medicine had worn off, the sharp pain from the kick in her chest kept coming back, and she staggered and felt weak with every step.
She knew that the villain had been silently following behind her, keeping a distance that wasn't too close.
Her steps were extremely steady, revealing her caution, but her heart felt like a tangled mess, unable to discern whether that caution concealed guilt or something else.
Finally, her legs suddenly went weak, and she fell forward uncontrollably.
Instead of the expected cold ground, a swift and steady arm reached out.
The man was in front of him in an instant, and said in a low voice, "Excuse me."
She was lifted up by a clever force and landed steadily on his back.
Amidst the jolts, Lu Zhaoruo's mind went blank, but she felt a vague sense of familiarity evoked by the back and the steps.
Her gaze inadvertently fell upon the teeth marks on the left side of his neck.
With just one glance, her blood seemed to freeze instantly!
The shape, the location... it was the mark she made when she bit down hard on that desperate night three years ago!
Boundless hatred and humiliation splashed out like boiling oil, burning away her reason.
Without even thinking, she suddenly lowered her head, aimed at the old scar, and bit down hard with all her might!
Her teeth sank easily into her flesh, and a strong, metallic taste of blood immediately filled her mouth.
The person carrying her trembled violently, but didn't stop walking. Without even uttering a sound, they steadily carried her forward.
Lu Zhaoruo opened her mouth, looking at the fresh blood beads that were quickly seeping from the old scar, and suddenly laughed softly, her voice weak but carrying a bone-scraping mockery: "Heh... back then, after you ruined my innocence, didn't you whisper in my ear... that you would come back and marry me?"
The man paused almost imperceptibly.
After a long silence, his voice, barely suppressed, finally came from ahead: "If my wife does not despise me, I am willing to marry her."
"Willing to marry you?"
Lu Zhaoruo smiled, her tone suddenly turning icy cold: "You... dare to say that?"
Those three words were like a red-hot branding iron, searing fiercely into the man's heart.
The color drained from his face beneath his veil, and his lips pressed into a pale line.
A profound pain and overwhelming guilt instantly gripped him...
She's right, how could he possibly be worthy?
What right does someone who hurt her so badly and ruined her innocent life have to talk about "marrying" her?
He could not respond with a single word, but silently supported her body more steadily and quickened his pace.
Lu Zhaoruo wanted to say something more, but her eyelids became too heavy to hold, and suddenly everything went black before her eyes, and she fell into a daze.
The night was deep and the long street was deserted.
The man carried her on his back, walking silently on the bluestone path, his footsteps echoing clearly in the quiet alley.
The night breeze was slightly cool, lifting the thin veil of his hat to reveal his dark eyes beneath the mask.
She nestled against his back, her warm breath brushing against the back of his neck, mingling with his refined and elegant scent...
Moonlight occasionally swept by, illuminating his steady steps and her drooping wrist, where there were still some bloodstains.
He carried her on his back, step by step, into the deeper darkness of the night.
He even thought how wonderful it would be if he could carry Sister Lu on his back forever.
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