"Xiao Man, let me go, or my brother won't let you off!" Wen Moyu was truly scared.
"It doesn't matter. The moment he came to see me yesterday, I made up my mind. If you dare to attack me again, even if I lose him as a friend, I won't let you off. Enjoy the show you've prepared." Xiao Man's expression was cold. "I suppose their medicine is about to take effect. I won't play with you anymore."
"No, Xiao Man, come back..."
"Oh, right." Xiao Man turned around and smiled brightly at Wen Moyu. "I know Man Yue Zhai is the Cen family's property, but no one can save you today!"
The young master of the Wen family was as beautiful as jade, with unparalleled elegance. So many young ladies dreamed of marrying into the Prime Minister's mansion to become the young madam, and so many officials wanted to cling to the Prime Minister's mansion.
Prime Minister Wen was overjoyed, thinking that among the many young ladies, there would surely be one who could capture Wen Mohan's heart, thus making him give up on Xiao Man. He had even secretly selected several young ladies and sounded them out.
It should have been a joyous occasion, but a dark guard suddenly appeared and whispered something into Prime Minister Wen's ear. The Prime Minister's face, which had been as bright as a flower, instantly drooped like a frost-bitten eggplant, turning a purplish hue.
"Where is the young master?" Prime Minister Wen asked in a low voice.
"The young master said this matter has nothing to do with the Prime Minister's mansion." The dark guard relayed Wen Mohan's exact words. Prime Minister Wen's brows furrowed, and he immediately got up to find Wen Mohan. Wen Mohan was drinking with several friends in the pavilion. When Prime Minister Wen barged in, the others, sensing the wrongness of the situation, quietly slipped away.
"What exactly happened?"
Wen Mohan downed the wine in his cup. "What goes around comes around. I warned her, but she still insisted on courting death. She can't blame others."
"Who did it?" Prime Minister Wen was furious. Although he was quite disappointed with Wen Moyu, she was his daughter after all, and more importantly, the Prime Minister's mansion would be implicated in this matter.
"She is shameless. In broad daylight, she caroused with multiple men outside, engaging in public indecency..."
"You know she's not that kind of person!"
Wen Mohan sneered, "Father, do you really know her? Do you really think what happened on Qixi Festival was a coincidence?"
Prime Minister Wen's eyes flickered. "What do you mean?"
"Your good daughter, my good sister, was carrying the 'Fire Charm Poison' on Qixi Festival. Who did she intend to use it on? Xiao Man, or the Prince of Qin?"
Prime Minister Wen had no idea about this preceding event. "You're saying Yu'er brought this upon herself?"
"After the incident, I investigated and, for the sake of our sibling relationship, I covered it up for her. But what did she do? She persecuted Xiao Man, framed the Crown Prince, instigated the Prince of Han, and hired assassins. Every single one of these acts was dragging the Prime Minister's mansion towards ruin. Do you still want to protect her?"
Prime Minister Wen frowned. "She is your sister after all."
"Now she is merely the Princess of Han," Wen Mohan said coldly. "With the current situation, the Prime Minister's mansion will no longer accept her. Father, do you understand what I mean?"
"You... but the Prince of Han..."
"The Prime Minister's mansion will not participate in the struggle between the princes." Wen Mohan poured himself a cup of wine and drank it down. "The Prince of Han is merely a clown."
Prime Minister Wen sighed. "Very well, leave this matter to you to handle."
When Wen Moyu regained consciousness, it was already dark. She felt as if her whole body had fallen apart, and even moving hurt. But remembering everything she had gone through today, she suddenly sat up.
"Someone, light the lamp."
The candlelight flickered on, and Wen Moyu realized that Wen Mohan was in the room. She flinched immediately, then seemed to recall something. "Brother, it was Xiao Man! Xiao Man harmed me! I went to make peace with her, but she actually poisoned me, making me... making me be violated by multiple men. A woman with such a venomous heart doesn't deserve you."
Wen Mohan did not speak. He picked up the scissors on the table and slowly trimmed the lampwick. The light brightened and dimmed, casting a ghostly and terrifying shadow on Wen Mohan's profile.
Wen Moyu climbed out of bed, but her legs were weak, and she fell to the ground. She dared not cry out in pain and crawled to Wen Mohan's feet. "Brother, Xiao Man is vengeful and cruel. She is vain. She flirts with the Prince of Qin while keeping you on the hook. She is a fickle slut..."
Wen Moyu was so frightened by Wen Mohan's gaze that she swallowed the rest of her words. She understood that she could not speak ill of Xiao Man at this moment. "Brother, I really just went to make peace today, to ask for her forgiveness. But she not only refused but also found people to humiliate me. Brother, believe me, she is not a good person."
Wen Mohan looked at Wen Moyu, who was crying so hard that her face was streaked with tears, and felt a great sense of annoyance. He used to think that a girl crying like this was beautiful, but seeing it today, he found it excessively affected and repulsive.
"I'll give you one last chance to tell the truth." Wen Mohan withdrew his gaze, no longer looking at Wen Moyu. "My patience is limited. Speak."
"I... I'm telling the truth..."
"I have interrogated everyone involved."
Wen Moyu understood that Wen Mohan knew everything. There was no use in her trying to quibble. "Brother, at first I really just went to make peace. She refused, and in my anger, I decided to deal with her. It's not my fault, Xiao Man forced me. I begged her to forgive me for your sake, and I promised not to offend her again. But she didn't care about you at all. Brother, this is not my fault."
"Yes, this is not your fault."
Upon hearing this, Wen Moyu immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Xiao Man doesn't love you at all, but she flirts with you. She's clearly using you."
Wen Mohan's eyes deepened, but Wen Moyu was still oblivious. "Brother, is it that difficult to get a woman? With just a packet of powder, she'll throw herself at you. If you want, I can get Xiao Man into your bed. Then, she'll obediently do whatever you say." Su Dan Novel Network
Wen Mohan reached out and helped Wen Moyu up, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Wen Moyu thought Wen Mohan had forgiven her, but suddenly Wen Mohan's expression changed. A dagger appeared in his hand, and he plunged it into Wen Moyu's chest.
"Don't think of me as dirty as you. Today's matter is indeed not your fault, it's my fault. I should have killed you long ago." Wen Mohan applied a little more force, driving the dagger entirely into Wen Moyu's chest. "On Qixi Festival, you wanted to poison the Prince of Qin to make him marry you, but by mistake, you poisoned Nangong Cheng. This is all your own doing. You don't repent and instead blame others. You deserve to die!"
Wen Moyu felt a chill spread throughout her body. She never imagined that Wen Mohan would kill her. "I am... your sister."
Wen Mohan's expression was indifferent as he slowly pulled out the dagger. "Even if you are my sister, you deserve to die for repeatedly crossing my bottom line."