Chapter 167 Mutual Testing

Huang Fuxiang heard this and smiled playfully, with a hint of provocation and curiosity in her voice: "The fourth lady is indeed as the outside world says, a person with a clear sense of gratitude and resentment and a strong temperament. However, I am very curious, when this grudge involves sisters, what will the fourth lady's persistence and determination be like?

If it is true as the rumor says, the death of the fourth lady's wife is really related to the sixth lady's wife, then what will the fourth lady do? Oh, look at my memory, I almost forgot that I shouldn't call the sixth lady so disrespectfully. Now I should call her the Princess Protector of the Country."

How could Molan not hear the playfulness and provocation in Huang Fuxiang's tone? She secretly warned herself that she must remain calm and not be led by the other party.

So, she raised a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes flashed with a firmness that should not be underestimated: "Miss Huang's words are sharp, could it be that you have solid evidence in your hands? You must know that my sixth sister is now of noble status, she is the Princess Protector of the Country.

If it is true as Miss Huang said, and she casually framed her own mother, the consequences will be far more serious than Miss Han's frame-up of me in the past. Miss Huang, don't talk nonsense, otherwise, you will bring disaster upon yourself." After

speaking, Molan stared over without flinching, her eyes were not only full of provocation, but also full of oppression.

Huang Fuxiang's eyes flashed. She didn't have any solid evidence. She originally planned to start with Molan to split the three sisters because Molan was sensitive and easier to provoke. So she sent people to investigate the secrets of the Sheng Mansion and learned that Lin Qinshuang was exiled back to her hometown in Youyang because she murdered Wei Shuyi. After Lin Qinshuang's death, Wei Shuyi's family dominated the Sheng family.

Huang Fuxiang connected these things together and vaguely felt that there was something strange. She just sent people to Youyang, and the people who came back said that Lin Qinshuang died of illness, and they didn't find out anything else. But it didn't matter. What the truth was was not important. What was important was that once the seeds of doubt were planted, Sheng Molan could be used by her.

Huang Fuxiang smiled lightly, lowered her eyes slightly, and hid her inner thoughts in an instant. When she raised her head again, she still had that smile on her face. "The evidence is in the Sheng Mansion. If the fourth lady wants it, she might as well go and explore it herself. After all, everything she has done will definitely leave traces.

The fourth lady should think of her biological mother who is sleeping alone in the ground, and she should not hesitate to find out the truth of that year to comfort her mother's spirit. Otherwise, watching the real enemy who murdered her mother go unpunished while she has a deep sisterly relationship with the enemy's daughter, wouldn't that be too sad and ridiculous?"

Huang Fuxiang said, slowly approaching Molan, until she gently uttered the word "ridiculous", and the warm breath sprayed on Molan's face, but made Molan feel a chill involuntarily, as if even the air had frozen.

When Huang Fuxiang said this, Molan understood that the other party had no evidence at all and just wanted to sow discord between her and Minglan.

Molan's expression did not change. A subtle curve appeared at the corner of her mouth. There was a glimmer of inquiry in her eyes. She said softly, "Miss Huang is so concerned about my private affairs that I am flattered.

However, why is Miss Huang so interested in the affairs of our Sheng family, and how does she know so much about our Sheng family? Could it be that Miss Huang has made a detailed "understanding" of our Sheng family in private? Then who is Miss Huang interested in? Me? Or Sixth Sister?"

Following Huang Fuxiang's example, Molan also leaned closer to Huang Fuxiang. A few words of "Sixth Sister" were gently sprinkled on Huang Fuxiang's face. Molan saw Huang Fuxiang's face change. Although she quickly covered it up, Molan could still see it clearly because of the close distance.

Molan thought to herself that her guess was right. Huang Fuxiang's action clearly showed that she had some plan for Minglan. She was indeed targeting Minglan! Molan remained calm and maintained a faint but meaningful smile. Huang Fuxiang

suddenly became less nervous when she saw this. The corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and her body relaxed as she leaned lightly on the soft cushion in the carriage. She spoke slowly in a frank and nonchalant tone:

"Fourth Miss, you asked me who I was interested in. To be honest, I am interested in all three of you sisters. As for how I know so much about the Xiaosheng family, as I said before, everything in the world has a trace. As long as you are willing, you can always find a clue.

As for why? At first, it was to seek justice for my wronged cousin. However, I found some interesting things while investigating. As for why I got involved in this matter, at first it was to seek justice for my wronged cousin. However, in the process of in-depth investigation, I unexpectedly discovered more thought-provoking truths.

Fourth Miss, you and I both know that the disputes among girls are just minor fights and have nothing to do with those involved. "It is really insignificant compared to matters of life and death. I have had the honor of reading the poems of the fourth lady,

and I am deeply impressed by the talent revealed between the lines. That is why I feel it is necessary to tell you the truth. Of course, if doing so may cause a rift in the relationship between you sisters, then it is naturally the best, and it is in line with my original intention.

But even if my purpose is not pure, fourth lady, can you ignore the truth of your mother's death because of those false sisterhoods?"

When Molan heard this, her heart was suddenly filled with shock and waves. The sudden honesty was like a sharp blade, inadvertently cutting a hole in her heart. She stood there in a daze, a flash of disbelief and anger in her eyes, her fists clenched so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all. She stared at Huang Fuxiang, her eyes seemed to have thousands of words, but she didn't say anything again, letting the emotions surge in her chest.

"The Sheng family's affairs will be handled by the Sheng family. Molan appreciates Miss Huang's kindness, but please don't trouble Miss Huang to worry about it anymore. I have something else to do today, so I won't talk to Miss Huang for long. Please stop the car."

Molan tried to calm her tone, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with unquestionable determination. Having said that, she said no more, waited for the coachman to stop the carriage, opened the curtain neatly, stepped out of the carriage, although her steps were hurried, she tried her best to remain calm on the surface, but the eagerness revealed in her expression still revealed her thoughts.

Huang Fuxiang looked at Molan's slightly flustered back, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She gently lowered the curtain, whispered a few words to the coachman, and the carriage started slowly, driving away along the predetermined road, leaving behind a series of horse hoof sounds that gradually faded away.