"Do you want to know why he has done so?" asked the young man half-heartedly, with the usual graceful smile on his face.
Wei Yuewu took a deep breath. When she looked up, her eyes were filled with composure. She looked straightforwardly at the handsome young man who was seated opposite of her and asked: "Sir, do you know the reason?"
She still could not see through the matter. She and Mo Huating never met before, and as much as they had no feelings for each other, there was no reason for him to kill her.
Is it because I don't deserve him, considering my reputation for being plain-looking and lacking talent? Then break off the engagement! Why did he use such malicious means and tried to take my life?
"I don't know what he was thinking about either. But if you want to know, I can help!"
He said, looking at her, smiling.
No sooner had he slightly clapped his hands than a guard appeared beside the screen, kneeling on one knee while waiting to take orders.
"Has Marquis Jing Yuan come?" asked the young man, smiling.
"Yes. He is waiting outside for orders. Do you want to see him, Your Highness?" the guard replied respectfully.
Mo Huating is here?
Wei Yuewu narrowed her eyes, which were now filled with chilling coldness and an air of keen hatred.
"Let him in!" said the man as he lightly knocked the table, shooting a thoughtful glance at Wei Yuewu.
Separated by the small exquisite screen on the other side, Wei Yuewu sat quietly on the brocaded stool, listening to the movements outside.
The sound of footsteps was heard, which was heavy and apparently indicated the approaching of a man. Then, there was the voice of a young man: "Greetings, Your Highness."
Your Highness?
"Marquis Jing Yuan, you are so polite. Have a seat," replied the handsome young man.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
"I heard that you had come to pick up your fiancée?"
"Yes... She had been far away from the capital for so many years. When her family members told me that they would take her back to the capital, I was so happy that I wished to see her as soon as possible.... But...." Mo Huating's voice grew a little sad as he mentioned the incident.
"But what? What happened?" inquired His Highness curiously.
"I was … too late to save her from the assassination last night. None of them survived!"
Behind the screen, Wei Yuewu mocked inwardly at the reply, her heart aching. True, they were all killed by his order. Perhaps he had made up his mind to kill them all before he left the capital.
"Congratulations then, Marquis Jing Yuan. You can marry a beautiful girl from an eminent family, for the daughter of Marquis Hua Yang was said to be plain-looking and lacking talent."
No one could have expected that the young man's casually uttered reply would be so ruthless and even with a slightly pleased tone.
Both Wei Yuewu, who was behind the screen, and Mo Huating, who was outside, were stunned.
Peeping through the gap between the screens, Wei Yuewu saw the man she encountered the previous night in the forest, and he was actually sitting not far from her at the moment!She would never forget those eyes....With a look of embarrassment and doubt, Mo Huating warily glanced at the handsome man sitting on the opposite side."Please don't be kidding me, Your Highness. If something really happened to her, I would ... live in condolence for her for one year."Mo Huating's face now was full of affection, but Wei Yuewu felt nothing but ridicule.What a plot you schemed!You "killed" your fiancée, achieved your ulterior goal and now you want to gain a good reputation for yourself from this.Hum, how can I possibly let you achieve your purpose!"Did you look into the incident to find out who is the killer?" asked the young man, ignoring his affection and changing the focus of their
Yan Huaijing asked in a languid and gentle voice, his lips slightly curled up. The faint smile on his face gave a perplexing air.Wei Yuewu was quick to know His Highness intended to give her a choice. She turned her body sideways, folded her sleeves, and made a deep bow. Her eyes were directed downwards with a faint chill flashing across and answered, "Please allow Yuewu to go with you!"In fact, she had no choice at all. There was not a single person that she could depend on. Now that her identity had been revealed, she was just a sheep entering the tiger's den and would end up dying without a burial place if she went to the capital with Mo Huating who was heavily guarded."And why would I take you with me?" asked Yan Huaijing in a casual and indifferent tone. He directed his eyes at Wei Yuewu with a sense of seemingly gentleness that was dreadfully nonchalant and interrogating in nature.Such a look only made her hair stand on e
"Thank you, Your Highness."Seeing Yan Huaijing agreed to her proposal, Wei Yuewu felt relieved. His few words excited her nerves and got her palms slightly sweaty."Well done!" Yan Huaijing suddenly wore a seemingly pleased expression on his face and said meaningfully. "Hope you can do better in the future!"If she should do better in her next steps, she would have a chance to go with him. Otherwise...Wei Yuewu clearly understood the implied threat in his second sentence.There was nothing right or wrong. Her value to him was the only criterion for Yan Huaijing to decide whether he should lend her a helping hand or not!The door of the inn was wide open. Mo Huating was sitting on a chair in the middle. Beside him sat an official surnamed Wang. As the local magistrate, he was invited here by Mo Huating. Several guards from the mansion of Marquis Jing Yuan were standing near him, but somehow they did not o
Everyone stared at the guard whose hat was pulled off by Wei Yuewu. Long dark hair immediately hung down.A woman?There was a great uproar in the crowd!"Shuiyun, do you know who I am?" Wei Yuewu put on a gruesome smile as she lowered her head and looked at the maid, who had collapsed in panic. Seeing her pale and stiff face, the maid who had just propped herself up then lost all her strength and fell to the ground again."You... you are a ghost... ghost...." The maid screamed. She was so horrified that she couldn't even complete her sentence.She was with Mo Huating last night when he and his men were carrying out the murder in the forest. She was responsible for giving directions for them so that they could lie in ambush in the place Wei Yuewu must pass by.Despite the heavy blizzard, she clearly saw that the richly-dressed girl in the carriage had indeed been shot dead by Mo Huating on the spot! Blood
Mo Huating was extremely alarmed at what Shuiyun was going to say.As he was blocked by Yan Huaijing's guard, he gave a wink at one of his guards standing on the other side. The quick-witted guard moved forward and chopped at Shuiyun's neck with his palm, rebuking her with a harsh tone, "You are a spy. How dare you sneak into the marquis' guards? Are you trying to assassinate the marquis?"Shuiyun became speechless instantly. She rolled her eyes and fainted in the ground."Why didn't you let her go on, Marquis Jing Yuan? I'd like to know what is the matter between you and my second elder sister. Why would her personal maid show up beside you in such clothes? "Wei Yuewu stood up. She fixed her eyes on Mo Huating's face and assumed a smile that concealed the coldness in her eyes.She had already expected that Mo Huating would not allow Shuiyun to finish her words, which actually suited her wish. Since she had no real ev
Such a proposal as to break off the engagement should not have been put forward by Wei Yuewu. But in the current situation, everyone felt that her request was completely logical and reasonable!The onlookers had witnessed a string of scenes: Shuiyue had been knocked unconscious by Mo Huating's guard when she was just about to tell the truth; the guard cried out some words that exposed his attempt at covering up the truth; and the drastic changes in the attitudes of Mo Huating, who had appeared so true to Wei Yuewu before she showed up and who now seemed furious rather than delighted to find that his fiancée had escaped from death in a great catastrophe.Gradually and unconsciously, they had become more sympathetic towards Wei Yuewu.The Second Miss Wei—her personal maid—Marquis Jing Yuan—the murder of the Sixth Miss Wei....Many bystanders couldn't help but sorted out such a line in their mind and felt that the marquis had been sim
"Magistrate Wang, I would not have been able to survive this time but for the prince of Yan State. I wonder if you can prepare a gift for me so that I can express my gratitude to him? I will ask my father to reward you when I am back in the capital."Wei Yuewu asked the magistrate earnestly with profound meaning.She mentioned Yan Huaijing on purpose to remind the magistrate that the prince was also involved.As she expected, when Magistrate Wang heard the mentioning of the prince, he was at a loss at first, but in an instant his eyes brightened and his worry disappeared. A big smile appeared on his face again. He immediately accepted the request and ordered his servants to prepare the gift before he followed Wei Yuewu to visit the prince of Yan State.In such a situation, Mo Huating couldn't find any reason to stop Magistrate Wang from following Wei Yuewu even if he wanted to. Mo Huating could only stand by and watch them leave.
A broad and gorgeous carriage stopped casually at the side of the road. Yan Huaijing, who was dressed in a light white robe, had already got off the carriage under the protection of his guards. He had the air of a banished immortal that impressed others with an extraordinary bearing even at a far distance.With a keen sense of Yan Huaijing's glance at her, Wei Yuewu slowed her pace involuntarily. She picked up her pace again only after she saw Yan Huaijing turn around and walk towards the pavilion on one side.Yan Huaijing stopped. He stood in the pavilion and looked back at Wei Yuewu who was slowly walking to him. There was a gentle smile on his face. His eyes were deep and gave out a feeling of tenderness and affection. Any girl would secretly feel pleased and became shy under such a gaze.As much as Wei Yuewu was preoccupied with worries, she could not help but acknowledge that this prince indeed deserved the reputation of the most handsome