Chapter 245 Angry
Jiang Fei took a half step forward, her eyes clear and firm: "I know you have resentment in your heart, and perhaps you are unwilling to give up. You used to be a favored child of heaven, and you can't tolerate any injustice in your eyes, let alone lose. But how can there be such a thing as always winning in this world?"
"Losing a relationship isn't a fall; it's a realization that some things don't belong to you and aren't necessarily suitable for you. Holding on tightly and refusing to admit defeat is the real tumble. A proud person like you should know how to admit your mistakes; it's much more respectable than being stuck there and throwing a tantrum."
Wei Mingzhen's fingertips were clenched until they turned white. When he raised his eyes, a slight red appeared in the dullness in his eyes. "Dignity... What dignity do I have now?"
"Why not?" Jiang Fei looked him straight in the face. "Respect is never given by others; it's earned by oneself. If you turn back now, put those thoughts away, pick up your books again, and become the Wei Mingzhen who is obsessed with chess and fights for justice, who would dare to say you are not respectable?"
She paused, her voice adding a touch of gentle admonition, "Don't let a momentary obsession ruin the character you've built up over the first half of your life. You belong in the sunshine, why do you have to go down into the gutter?"
Wei Mingzhen's shoulders slumped slightly, as if all his strength had been drained away.
He looked at his blurry figure reflected in the teacup and could hardly recognize himself.
Jiang Fei finished her words, took two steps back, put on her veil, and said, "I have said everything I need to say. It's up to you whether you listen or not."
She walked to the door and stopped, "I hope I can still see the Wei Sanlang who was as cool as the breeze and bright as the moon."
The wooden door closed again, isolating the two worlds.
Wei Mingzhen stood there alone.
After a long time, he slowly raised his hands to cover his face, and an almost inaudible sigh escaped from between his fingers, mixed with the rising dusk outside the window and scattered in the empty private room.
Yes, how did he become like this? He had turned himself into a worm in the gutter, and even someone like her had to bend down to help him.
How could anyone not care about such a woman who was so clear-headed and lived an upright life?
Perhaps... it was time to turn back. For my own sake, I couldn't let her last hope be in vain.
After an unknown amount of time, the door was gently pushed open and follower Li Shan walked in.
"Young Master."
Wei Mingzhen slowly raised his eyes and said in a calm tone, "Did you arrange the play at the villa in Peijing?"
Li Shan's face suddenly changed, and he knelt down, "Master! I didn't do that. I would never dare to do such a thing without telling you."
"No?" Wei Mingzhen sat still, his voice cold, "She's such a perceptive person. If she hadn't got solid evidence, why would she come and question me face to face? Besides you, who else around me knows the details of that villa? This play is so poorly done, who else could it be if not you?"
Li Shan's face turned pale as paper, his body trembling violently, his forehead pressed firmly against the ground. "My Lord, please understand! This was not my idea. I was just... just confused for a moment and told this to the young lady."
"Ciying?" Wei Mingzhen frowned.
"Yes! The young lady said that they had insulted you, and she wanted to help you vent your anger." Li Shan's voice was filled with tears. "I thought I could help you relieve your worries, so I agreed... The young lady gave me some money and said that I just needed to find someone to stage a play so that Miss Jiang would misunderstand Prince Zhaoning. I was greedy for a moment, and I also thought I could help you relieve your worries, so I agreed..."
"Venting off her anger?" Wei Mingzhen slammed the table. "Do you really think I don't know what she's up to? Pei Jing is the man she's always wanted to marry, but now Pei Jing only has eyes for Jiang Rufei and won't tolerate her. How could she be doing this for me? She's just using my name to vent her own personal anger! It's a way to get herself out of this completely."
Wei Mingzhen thought of Jiang Rufei's last words before she left, and felt as if something had hit his heart hard.
Even she still remembered what he looked like before, but his own sister was dragging him into the mud behind his back.
"Get out of here." Wei Mingzhen closed his eyes. "Since you've taken her money, you'll have to work for her from now on. I can't tolerate someone like you around me."
Li Shan suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with fear, and he crawled to Wei Mingzhen's feet, "Master, Master! I know I was wrong. I have been with you since I was a child, almost twenty years ago. In my eyes and heart, I only recognize you as my master."
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Before Jiang Fei returned to the palace, the secret guard who was responsible for surveillance had already walked into the palace in the twilight and reported to Pei Jing everything that had happened that day.
The whole incident was connected as Jiang Fei found the courtyard and discovered that they came and left. Then the person who was boiling water in the courtyard was knocked unconscious. The prostitute from the brothel climbed over the wall and threw dirty water on Pei Jing, but was exposed by Jiang Fei on the spot.
Pei Jing's anger nearly burst from his eyes. "Go on."
The secret guard continued to report tremblingly, saying how Jiang Fei forced the woman to confess that she was instructed by someone, and how he followed the woman to touch Wei Mingzhen's followers, and finally went directly to confront Wei Mingzhen.
Duan Jiu took a furtive glance and saw that the prince's jaw was taut and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. It was obvious that he was about to explode with anger.
Wen Zhu tried to reduce his presence as much as possible.
It’s a pity that the lady didn’t let me follow today, so I missed a great show.
Pei Jing took several deep breaths, but his clenched fists slowly loosened.
Duan Jiu was wondering when he saw Pei Jing suddenly raise his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then a smile spread across his face.
Duan Jiu and Wen Zhu looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Perhaps he was so angry that he fell ill again. Duan Jiu had already begun to tremble as he felt for the medicine in his pocket.
Wen Zhu said stubbornly, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. This matter, it..."
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Pei Jing, with a hint of subtle pride in his tone: "Why would I need her to back me up?"
Duan Jiu was stunned before he even opened the medicine bottle, and Wen Zhu didn't have time to close his mouth.
The tone was too smooth. Just now, veins on his forehead bulged and he clenched his fists. Could it be that the two of them were dazzled?
Duan Jiu was still worried and asked tentatively, "Is the prince really not angry?"
Pei Jing glanced at him and said frankly, "It would be a lie to say I don't care at all, but since Xiao Cui has already met Wei Mingzhen, I can't turn back time, and I can't bear to get angry with her, but I can't just let it go. I have to let her learn a lesson."
As he spoke, he suddenly started to laugh, "She made a mistake today, so this king can punish her justifiably."
Duan Jiu's hand trembled and the medicine bottle almost slipped out. Could it be that the prince was waiting here?
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