Yang Mengchen certainly would not tell her, "With such a grievous family tragedy, don’t you think it’s too arbitrary to determine the murderer without any solid evidence, based solely on one-sided statements? Besides, evidence can also be forged. Otherwise, why would there be so many miscarriages of justice in the world? What if you mistakenly kill the wrong person and seek revenge on the wrong party? Then even in death, you won’t be able to repay the blood debt you owe. Don’t you agree?"
Madam Mu’s face went blank.
She indeed had not sought any evidence because Sister Wan, who had raised her, had witnessed him leading troops to kill her family. It was also Sister Wan who carried her out to escape when she was unconscious. Later, she persuaded her to marry her husband as a concubine in search of a place to settle down and secure her future.
No! That’s not right!
Sister Wan had always urged her to reveal her true identity to her husband and father-in-law, asking for their help in seeking vengeance. She firmly refused, and when Sister Wan stopped persuading her, she keenly felt that Sister Wan was very displeased.
Thinking back, Sister Wan started acting strangely the day before her stepmother notified them that she and her son were to go together to offer prayers the following day. When the bandits appeared, Sister Wan was not afraid; instead, she was very calm. It was not far from the cliff when the horses went mad and Sister Wan was thrown from the carriage.
She was very worried about Sister Wan, but at the time, she and her sons were also in a desperate situation. She was not able to save Sister Wan and could only pray for her safety.
Glancing at Madam Mu, whose eyes were constantly flickering, Yang Mengchen said indifferently, "Your sister is now by Madam Huo’s side and is highly valued by her."
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Could it be that Sister Wan had known early on that her stepmother intended to harm her and her son, and even possibly...
When she was four years old, her mother employed Sister Wan to teach her manners. Sister Wan had always been loyal to her, especially after the family disaster. They depended on each other for survival. How could Sister Wan betray her? How could she?
"Just say the word, and I’ll immediately send someone to bring that sister to you. You’ll know once you ask."
Hearing Yang Mengchen’s voice, Madam Mu, who had come back to her senses, shook her head. What purpose would it serve to ask or not ask at this point?
"Perhaps she knows who the real perpetrators behind the slaughter of your family are."
Madam Mu’s spirit was shaken, but she instantly sank again. The princess had just said evidence could be fabricated, and she felt that Sister Wan was just a small pawn, unlikely to know the mastermind behind the scenes. Even if they captured Sister Wan, at most, they could confirm that the stepmother colluded with bandits to harm her and her son. Nothing beyond that would be revealed.
Seeing Madam Mu’s thoughts, Yang Mengchen didn’t say anything more. "Have you ever met your father?"
"I have never met my father," Madam Mu replied softly and truthfully. "However, I once overheard the servants in the house saying that father always wears a mask, and he never spends the night in either the stepmother’s or the aunties’ rooms. It is always the stepmother or the aunties wrapped up and going to father’s yard, and then being sent back to their own rooms after."
With a cold sneer, Yang Mengchen inwardly thought the man was cautious, and suddenly his expression became slightly tense. This rule was too similar to the Imperial Palace concubines attending the emperor’s bedchamber. Could it be that the man was Young Master Huang, a remnant of the former dynasty?
"You stay here at ease, take good care of Qing Yang and Qing Yun. No one dares to harm you and your sons. As for your family’s vengeance, I will send someone to investigate it thoroughly and inform you of any results."
"Thank you!"
Seeing Long Xuanmo walking this way, Yang Mengchen prepared to walk toward him, but Madam Mu suddenly said, "Princess, my husband..."
"I heard about your plight, and he vomited blood and fell ill." Seeing Madam Mu’s pallor, Yang Mengchen gently consoled, "He is much better now. Rest assured, when an opportunity arises, I will arrange for him to see you and your sons."
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