"ah?"
"Oh my god!"
The noble ladies gasped in astonishment.
Although the customs of the Da Ye Dynasty were much more open than those of the previous dynasty, it was not uncommon for men and women to travel together or study together, but the idea of getting pregnant before marriage would be shameful in any dynasty!
After scanning the expressions of everyone around her, Sheng Yun felt a sense of smug satisfaction, but she was quite cautious in her words: "I'm only telling you sisters about such a private matter, so please don't spread it around!"
"Don't worry, Sister Yun, we will keep this a secret!"
Sheng Yun scoffed at those last four words. She knew better than anyone that the more someone was warned not to tell others, the more itchy she felt inside, wanting to tell a hundred people!
As expected, the noble ladies lived up to expectations, and the news spread throughout Shengjing City after the polo match that day.
In less than two days, the news had spread far and wide.
Early that morning, Ziqiao returned from shopping and ran excitedly to Fuquxuan. As soon as she entered, she exclaimed, "Miss, you haven't seen it! It's all over the place! Everyone knows that Miss Song is pregnant, but the father is a mystery. Some say it's Song Zichen, some say it's the eldest son, Song Zijin, and some even say it's Master Song..."
"Huh? How come so many different stories have come out?" Miao Xiang was stunned as she listened from the side.
Wei Shuwan continued applying her eyebrows in front of the mirror, all as she had anticipated, so she wasn't surprised. As for the increasingly distorted rumors, she wasn't surprised either; she never underestimated the imagination of the people in the capital, having suffered greatly from them in her previous life.
"Alright, it's about time over there. Let's go check out the woodshed."
After leaving behind Luo Zidai, Wei Shuwan got up, put on a silver-white fox fur coat, and hurriedly headed to the west courtyard with Ziqiao and Miaoxiang.
After a few days of rest at home, her health has basically recovered, and she's already starting to miss the flowers, plants, and the fragrance of the earth outside. Today, the autumn sky is high and clear, with a refreshing breeze; it's time to get some exercise.
Juan had been imprisoned in the Wei family's house for five days, during which time he hadn't been beaten or scolded, which was quite unexpected. But these days were not easy either, because on the first day they had taken his life.
At this point, Juan gradually lost control of his emotions, began banging on the door and walls, and shouted loudly, begging the Wei family to give him a quick punishment!
Wei Shuwan heard these commotions as soon as she entered the west courtyard. Satisfied, she ordered the servant guarding the woodshed to open the window.
The window was positioned slightly high, requiring Wei Shuwan to tilt her head back to see it. She had previously had someone cover it with lacquered cloth, and now that it had been uncovered, light shone through, and immediately a square face with a bushy beard appeared before her.
"Let me out! Let me out now! You can do whatever you want with me, kill me or torture me!" Juan shouted as he clung to the window frame.
The more agitated he became, the more calculating Wei Shuwan became. So she didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "I won't hit you or skin you, I'll just ask you one question: when I fell into the water that day, did Song Zichen do something to me?"
Juan was silent for a moment, then defended his master: "My young master can't swim, he was at most just standing by and watching, how did that make him the one who did it? Besides, you and my young master are engaged, why would he want to harm you?"
"Naturally, it's for Su Xueyi." Wei Shuwan's tone was decisive and resolute.
Upon hearing her mention the cousin's name, Hu An felt guilty, his eyes darting around as if weighing what he should and shouldn't say.
Wei Shuwan didn't give him time. She reached into her sleeve and took out a glass bottle that could be held in the palm of her hand. Her voice was cold and calm: "Everyone has their own purpose. He has what he wants, and you have what you want, don't you?"
The crystal-clear bottle was filled with pine frost green powder. As she held the bottle and raised it slightly, the flush on Juan's face gradually faded to a cold white...
Did she discover his weakness?
"What...what do you mean?" Juan asked tentatively.
"Xing San, also known as Wu Shi San, can make one's mind clear and one's energy vigorous. However, long-term use leads to addiction and is difficult to quit." Wei Shuwan gently curled the corners of her lips and withdrew her hand. "This is your fate."
"And now, it's in my hands."
Juan was completely stunned this time. He swallowed nervously, his bull-like eyes fixed on the glass bottle.
After a long while, he suppressed his desire and laughed, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth: "Haha, little lady, you don't think you've got my life in your hands just because you took it, do you? Once we get out of here, I can have as many of these things as I want!"
"Did Song Zichen tell you that?" Wei Shuwan chuckled and patiently told him a story.
"This stuff comes from the Western Regions and isn't widely available in Da Ye. Only caravans traveling between the two regions have a chance to get their hands on it. Song Zichen had it because Su Xueyi's parents were in the business of this kind. However, what goes around comes around; they died in the Western Regions last year because of it."
Juan's arrogant yet wicked expression gradually tightened as he stared directly at the young woman outside the window: "You mean... the Song family will cease to exist?"
Wei Shuwan's eyes gleamed with a fierce light, and she slowly tightened her grip on the object in her hand: "That's right, this is your final fate."
Taken aback, Juan briefly recalled that when Song Zichen gave him this package, he had indeed specifically instructed him to use it sparingly. Such unnecessary words were something that hadn't been spoken in years.
After a long standoff, Juan finally gave in, sighing repeatedly.
"Yes, it was my young master who asked me to have the embankment dug out beforehand. You just need to step on it a few times and you will naturally sink into the pond. And because it has been raining for days and the water is slippery and impassable, no one will suspect anything."
Wei Shuwan stood there calmly, her eyes deep and unfathomable, revealing no emotion. The two maids beside her, however, were terrified and instantly erupted in chaos!
"Was it a deliberate trap? If the fisherman hadn't come to the rescue, he would have wanted the girl..." Miao Xiang covered her mouth, not daring to utter that unlucky word.
Zi Qiao retorted directly, "Pah! I've always called him Song the Beast in private, but he's clearly worse than a beast!"
After waiting for the two to finish their tirade, Juan cautiously spoke again: "I've confessed everything I need to, so please give me back my things, ancestor?"
Wei Shuwan scoffed coldly, then revealed a hint of emotion: "You almost killed me, it's not that simple to atone for your sins."
"Then what else do you want me to do?" Juan asked the young woman outside the window with a pitiful expression, almost begging for mercy.
The young woman gave a sly smile.
A cool autumn breeze carried her clear, melodious voice into the woodshed, causing the eight-foot-tall man to tremble slightly...
After a moment, he asked tremblingly, "Is it... necessary to do this?"
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