He sighed softly: "Ning'er, do you think we should just bring this up directly?"
Wen Yanche's meaning was clear: the choice was left to Leng Qingning. Whether to investigate Meng Xu openly or to ask him privately was entirely up to her.
Investigating directly exposes a lack of trust, which will inevitably damage the relationship between husband and wife.
Wen Yanche was mindful of Leng Qingning's feelings and wanted to leave as much room as possible for the two of them.
That's why they kept quiet about Xiao Xin's matter.
After hearing this, Leng Qingning felt a chill run down her spine.
If I remember correctly, Biluo once told her that this Xiaoxin was very sarcastic and could bully Yuanshan with ease.
At the time, I was angry with Chi Yan and harbored resentment towards him, so I had no interest in dealing with matters related to Tingfeng Pavilion.
I never expected that Xiao Xin would be so arrogant. After bullying Tingfeng Pavilion, he climbed up to Hehuan Pavilion and attacked indiscriminately. He is so disrespectful and dares to spread rumors about anyone.
This time, it almost killed Lu Shiyi.
The anger intensified.
Seeing that she looked pale, Wen Yanche and Sang Yu exchanged a glance and began to comfort her.
“My lady, this matter may not be related to Cheng Shijun. It may have been done by Xiao Xin alone. Don’t be too angry. Be careful not to upset yourself.”
“Sister, I also think it wasn’t Cheng Shijun who did it. He’s a very good person and wouldn’t do something so vicious.”
"Sister, please calm down..."
Clearly, both of them misunderstood.
Leng Qingning sighed softly and said to the two of them, "I already know about this matter. Tomorrow I will go to Meng Xu and tell him that Xiao Xin cannot be allowed to live."
Although the statement did not explicitly state whether one believed it or not, it did indicate one's attitude and stance, and the two men were already having a internal struggle.
Wen Yanche gazed at her calmly, knowing that she had chosen to believe Meng Xu.
That would be wonderful!
He had spent four years with Meng Xu. In his eyes, Meng Xu was straightforward, cheerful and outgoing, and rather simple-minded. He wore his heart on his sleeve.
Wen Yanche was willing to believe that such a straightforward person would not resort to despicable means behind the scenes.
He then calmly replied, "My wife is in charge of making the decisions. I support you."
Leng Qingning's expression softened, and she looked grateful: "Thank you, A-Che, it's all thanks to you for finding out these things."
It saved me a lot of trouble.
"We're husband and wife, why are you being so polite with me?" Wen Yanche said with a forced smile.
"Having you is my blessing," she said sincerely.
They are truly blessed!
"It is my honor to be able to share my wife's burdens."
"hehe."
The atmosphere eased, and the three changed the subject, talking about other things.
She then went to see her eldest son, Xuxu. Leng Qingning picked him up and didn't want to put him down. She kissed him again and again, praising her son for being handsome and just like his father.
…………
After leaving Hemian Garden, Leng Qingning began to investigate Leng Qinghan's whereabouts.
Thinking back to the last time in Huacheng, we searched the ground three feet deep but couldn't find anyone, which seemed strange.
How could a living person simply disappear into thin air?
Furthermore, the Heavenly Prison of Yue Kingdom was built to be extremely sturdy and heavily guarded. How did she manage to escape?
Unless someone provides backup.
The matter of the prison break had puzzled Leng Qingning for a long time, but now, she seemed to have found the answer in her heart.
To escape under the noses of thousands of people once could be considered a stroke of luck, but if it happens every time, there's only one possibility—
She has someone in a high position protecting her.
"Sigh," she sighed.
She sighed inwardly, realizing that her mother was ultimately a loving mother who could not bring herself to kill her own daughter.
However, in the current situation, Leng Qinghan is a ticking time bomb. If she continues to be protected and the Empress remains in the dark, her husbands will never have a peaceful day.
For the safety of her husbands, Leng Qing hardened her heart and decided she had to make the Empress understand the seriousness of the matter.
Such incidents must never be allowed to happen again.
She felt no pity whatsoever for this imperial sister.
Leng Qinghan—she must die.
Without further hesitation, she rushed to the palace; this matter demanded an explanation.
Lingxiao Palace
With tears welling in her eyes, Leng Qingning told the Empress everything without missing a single word, and sternly declared that Leng Qinghan would be buried with her child.
The Empress was furious upon hearing this, as she was completely unaware that her rebellious daughter, Leng Qinghan, had murdered her own granddaughter.
She actually has a granddaughter?
Unfortunately, we'll never see each other again.
She was deeply saddened.
“Mother, A-Che has not made this public. He doesn’t want to alert the enemy, so he has kept it a secret until now,” Leng Qingning said, trying to exonerate her husband.
Upon hearing this, the Empress looked sorrowful and expressed her understanding, as no one wanted to speak of such a matter.
What angered her was that her soft heart had emboldened a heartless ingrate; she had intended to give Leng Qinghan a chance to live...
She lamented, "It was my fault. I was too soft-hearted and caused the death of my own granddaughter..." The Empress was filled with remorse.
Seeing her mother's heartbroken expression, Leng Qingning felt a pang of pity, but she had to say it; she had to pin the blame for her beloved daughter's death on Leng Qinghan.
Regardless of whether the other party did it or not, I want her dead.
Leng Qingning lowered her eyes, letting tears slide down her face, her expression filled with sorrow, and continued to stir things up, "Mother Emperor, my child should have been born into this world and grown up healthy and happy, but I have not been able to see her even once, and I don't know if she will blame me..."
"Your Majesty, I have been fighting on the front lines, and I have not even been able to stay by my husbands' side to take care of them when they are pregnant. As their wife, I feel extremely guilty..."
He then changed the subject: "But as for my elder sister, I have a clear conscience. I have never offended her. It is she who has always been against me, and now she has even caused the death of my child!"
"Your Majesty, I am unable to eat or sleep, and my heart is breaking. As long as she lives, I cannot shirk my responsibility."
It seems like she's blaming herself, but in reality, she's pointing the finger at others.
His words were so sincere and poignant that they only intensified the Empress's self-reproach.
This was exactly the effect Leng Qingning wanted. She put on such a great performance not for any other reason than to prevent the Empress from being heartbroken every time she thought of Leng Qinghan after her death.
The Empress is getting old, and Leng Qingning hopes to minimize her mother's guilt as much as possible, given how much she loves her.
I don't want my mother to worry about these things in her later years.
So she deliberately emphasized her words, listing all the heinous crimes Leng Qinghan had committed.
This is why the Empress needed to know about the killing of Leng Qinghan.
Even if she were killed in private, the Empress would still be heartbroken for her…
"My son, do not weep. I will surely seek justice for you and my grandson and give you a satisfactory explanation," the Empress said solemnly.
Her eyes were cold and fierce, she was furious, and her whole body exuded a terrifying chill.
She had already made up her mind the moment she heard about it.
Even if Leng Qingning says nothing, she will remove all obstacles for her beloved daughter, even if that person is also her own child.
She can also harden her heart.
Not to mention Leng Qingning pleading with her in such a pitiful state, the last bit of sympathy the Empress had for Leng Qinghan vanished in an instant.
His eyes held only coldness and murderous intent.
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