Chapter 677 She Won
Zhuang Wanjun's eyes widened. Knowing she was doomed when her aunt discovered her with her older cousin, she knew her aunt's affection for her didn't mean she valued her background or wanted her as a daughter-in-law.
But what was happening before her eyes? The mother and son were having a fierce argument, but it had nothing to do with her. Judging from this, her uncle had been unfaithful, and her aunt had killed that woman.
"Aunt, cousin, it's all Wanjun's fault."
Zhuang Wanjun was quite helpless and had no choice but to take the initiative to stand up and admit her mistake.
"Smack!"
Zhuang's eyes bulged out, and her eyes were full of crisscrossing blood vessels. She casually slapped Zhuang Wanjun across the face. She never expected that she would let a wolf into the house. If it weren't for this little bitch, how could her son have said these things to her!
“Mother, over the years you’ve built a small Buddhist shrine in the mansion, copied scriptures and worshipped Buddha every day, and made offerings outside the city to help the suffering people. Your son believes you are truly repentant, but now…”
The eldest son clutched his chest, his expression one of deep pain. He had long forgotten what happened back then, but ever since Fang was disemboweled and died along with her unborn child, he had been plagued by nightmares every night and had become even more convinced that it was all retribution.
"Bullshit! What repentance? What wrong has Mother done?"
Zhuang shook her sleeves, her eyes icy cold. It was all Consort Fang's doing; she was only responsible for giving the idea, not the execution!
If that vixen has anyone to blame, it's her own face and her own lack of self-control in seducing another woman's husband.
"And what about Father? Why don't you dare blame Father? It was Father who fell for Madam Qi, why don't you tear Father's heart out?"
The eldest son smiled bitterly. If he were his father, he wouldn't like his mother, such a vicious woman, who was simply insane.
"What nonsense are you spouting? Your father has been blinded by a vixen..."
Zhuang pulled up a chair and sat down to calm herself. At least after Madam Qi died, her husband never kept any portraits of her again, but instead burned them all.
Therefore, Zhuang believed that she had not made a mistake back then. If Lady Qi were alive, her husband's heart would never be with her; he would be nothing more than a walking corpse.
Now, the couple treat each other with respect and live a harmonious life, while Madam Qi and her entire family can only go to the underworld to become ghosts.
She won.
The eldest son shook his head; his mother was truly a pitiful person.
"What's with that look you're giving me? Are you looking down on your mother? If it weren't for my scheming, would you be standing here talking back to me!"
Zhuang closed her eyes, too ashamed to speak. More than twenty years ago, on their wedding night, her husband stayed in the study and did not touch her at all.
Later, during another drunken night, he mistook her for Madam Qi, and the couple...
"Mother, you are so pitiful."
The eldest son closed his eyes, not wanting his mother to remain in the dark any longer.
While a person is alive, there is still a possibility of severing all ties; but once dead, there is no such possibility.
His relationship with Fang wasn't very good, but he could never forget her after she died. Recently, he'd been spending more time with his cousin, and he felt guilty about letting down Fang and the innocent unborn child who had died.
Everything is predestined, and nothing is up to us.
"Mother, come with me out of the manor. I'll take you somewhere."
He discovered by chance that his father would go to a courtyard outside the city whenever he wasn't on duty.
Every corner of the courtyard bears the mark of Madam Qi.
That was Madam Qi's temporary residence. The courtyard and the house were filled with portraits of Madam Qi.
His father never forgot his beloved woman, and his mother's scheming turned out to be in vain without her even realizing it.
"where?"
Zhuang hesitated for a moment, seeing her son's serious expression, she felt that there was something more to his words.
“If you don’t come with me, you might not know the truth.”
It's cruel, but Mother should wake up. No amount of good deeds can undo the harm done to Lady Qi back then.
After a moment of silence, Zhuang Wanjun knew that the letters in the small Buddhist hall could not be seen by Zhuang Wanjun, so she agreed and locked the door of the small Buddhist hall before leaving.
After everyone had gone far away, Lin Yuesha crawled out from under the offering table and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss, let me help you up."
Qingxing jumped down from the roof and went to help Lin Yuesha.
"These people are so slow, my legs are numb."
Lin Yuesha wiped her sweat with her sleeve, her muscles stiff with tension. She pinched her face and it took her a long time to relax.
After my legs went numb, they felt itchy, and when I stood up, my legs felt weak involuntarily.
The Zhuang family is terrifying, or rather, a woman consumed by jealousy is terrifying. This is only possible in the Great Qi Dynasty. In modern times, there would be no such troubles. After all, the Zhuang family is wealthy, and with advanced plastic surgery technology, a complete transformation is not a dream. However, winning a man's heart is a difficult task.
How do we get out?
Lin Yuesha looked around. After Zhuang locked the door, the windows were also locked. There was only a small skylight in the side hall that allowed for ventilation.
"I'll climb out through the skylight first and open the door for you. Let's get moving quickly."
While Lady Zhuang is away from the mansion, quickly forge and replace the letter, and that will be equivalent to successfully completing the mission.
"Okay, you go first."
Lin Yuesha was full of questions, but she didn't dare to delay and urged Qingxing.
After waiting for about fifteen minutes, Qingxing unlocked the large lock on the small Buddhist shrine. Before leaving, Lin Yuesha turned back to check and found that nothing had been left behind, before tiptoeing out of the house.
After dark, the servants of the Zhuang family hardly moved around, and Lin Yuesha and Qingxing returned to the guest courtyard without encountering anyone along the way.
Lin Yuesha lit the oil lamp and began to read the letter.
Several letters exchanged between Lady Zhuang and Consort Fang in the past revealed her true intentions. Lady Zhuang was not only plotting to kill Madam Qi, but also scheming against the entire Qi family.
The murder of Lady Qi, eliminating this thorn in their side, and then the plot to frame Lord Qi for treason—every step was meticulously planned.
Lin Yuesha gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, wishing she could kill Zhuang Shi.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that such a vicious person existed!
"Qingxing, the letter is from twenty years ago. Although it is well preserved, the paper has yellowed and the ink has faded a bit."
Lin Yuesha noticed the details. She saw that Qingxing's handwriting was an exact imitation of Consort Fang's small regular script, and there was also a letter written by Zhuang herself that had never been sent.
"Don't worry, the letter will need to be aged after it's written."
Qingxing didn't even look up; the thick stack of letters was quite a struggle to copy.
Lin Yuesha picked up a radish and quickly carved a seal. Noticing that Qingxing was multitasking, she asked, "Young Master said he was taking the poisonous woman Zhuang to somewhere. Where are they going?"
"It's a courtyard outside the city. Once Zhuang Shi goes in, she will never forget it."
Qingxing raised her head and revealed a meaningful smile.
Therefore, she had to thank the eldest young master for providing the two of them with this opportunity; otherwise, she and her mistress would still have had to hide in the Buddhist hall, constantly in danger of being exposed.
Qingxing estimated that it would take at least two hours for the Zhuang family to make a round trip.
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