Steal my marriage? Turn around and marry the tyrant to take the throne

Chapter 1124: I will definitely sacrifice my relatives for the sake of justice and give you justice

"Madam Liu, don't worry. Since this matter has been reported to me, I will not sit idly by. I will definitely sacrifice my personal interests for the greater good and give you justice!"

Lin Wan sneered in her heart.

Kill relatives for the sake of justice? Uphold justice?

Royal Concubine Chen was merely using this incident to legitimately eliminate Shen Nanqiao, the annoying chess piece, and to take the opportunity to take action against Duke Dingguo's Mansion to pave the way for herself and the Fourth Prince.

They knew very well that they were all using each other's knives.

But Lin Wan still looked respectful. She immediately bowed deeply, her voice choking with gratitude: "Your Highness, Concubine Chen is very righteous and upright! I, your Highness, thank you for your grace on behalf of myself and all the innocent people who may be implicated in such an ugly act!"

She was humble and praised Shen Zhinian very highly.

Shen Zhinian gave her a helping hand: "Madam Liu, please stand up."

"This matter still needs to be investigated in detail. Don't worry, I have my own ideas."

Lin Wan said respectfully, "Yes, I understand."

After that, the only sounds in the tent were the two people's low conversation.

Shen Zhinian asked some seemingly insignificant details, such as Liu Shixiu's recent whereabouts, the movements in the inner house of Duke Dingguo's Mansion, etc.

Lin Wan told everything she knew, using the clever method of complaining and exposing private affairs to tell everyone what she knew.

She mentioned that before Shen Nanqiao entered the palace, Liu Shixiu left home late at night, suspected to have a secret meeting with Shen Nanqiao, and looked abnormal when he came back.

It was mentioned that the Duke Dingguo's Mansion had been very secretive about Liu Shixiu's whereabouts recently.

Lin Wan even hinted that Liu Shixiu seemed to have some unspeakable obsession and resentment towards Shen Zhinian...

Shen Zhinian also gave instructions on some matters.

About a quarter of an hour later, Lin Wan bowed again and said, "...I will take my leave first and wait for your good news."

When she lifted the heavy curtain and walked out, the grief and excitement on her face had disappeared without a trace, and she returned to her usual gentleness and calmness, with a hint of relief in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Lin Wan nodded slightly to Xiao Mingzi who was standing guard outside, and walked calmly towards her tent, as if she was just having an ordinary audience.

Fuqiu watched her walk away, then turned around, lifted the curtain and went back into the tent.

Shen Zhinian had already sat back in front of the chessboard, holding a white jade chess piece between his fingertips and rubbing it slowly between his fingertips.

The candlelight in the warm tent flickered, casting bright and dark shadows on her beautiful profile. Her fox eyes were as cold as stars and deep as no one could see.

"Miss."

Fuqiu reported, "The next lady is already waiting outside."

Shen Zhinian raised a cold arc at the corner of his lips, and casually pressed the chess piece on the chessboard with a "snap". His voice returned to his usual lazy tone: "Pass it."

It was as if the secret conversation that had just happened, which was enough to cause a bloody storm, had never happened.

"Yes."

……

Inside the tent of Duke Dingguo’s mansion.

The charcoal fire was about to go out, and the remaining heat was wrapped with a hint of herbal scent.

Lady Dingguo was half-leaning on a low couch covered with a thick brocade mattress, her eyes filled with years of resentment.

She was covered in thick fox fur, with one skinny hand resting on the edge of the couch. The string of red sandalwood Buddhist beads on her wrist was twisted to a glossy shine, but it could not suppress the sinister aura emanating from her body.

The curtain rustled slightly, and Lin Wan came in, wrapped in cold air, with a few grains of grass stuck in her hair.

She took off her plain cloak and handed it to Yun Tao, her movements still gentle.

"came back?"

Lady Dingguo raised her eyelids, her cloudy eyes staring at Lin Wan as if filled with poison: "What did that bitch Concubine Chen summon you to do? What did she say?"

The word "bitch" was squeezed out from between her lips and teeth, with deep hatred!

The death of her daughter Liu Shiqing and the current decline of Duke Dingguo's Mansion gnawed at Lady Dingguo's heart day and night!

Lin Wan walked to the small table beside the couch, picked up the purple clay teapot warmed on the small red clay stove, and smoothly poured a refill of hot tea for her mother-in-law.

Her voice was always gentle, without any disturbance. "To answer mother's question, there is nothing special. Just like other imperial ladies, the Imperial Concubine Chen asked about some daily matters and asked about the recent situation in the palace."

As she said this, Lin Wan gently placed the teacup on the small table next to the wife of Duke Dingguo.

Lady Dingguo sneered and clenched her Buddhist beads with her skinny fingers. "Care? I think it's like a weasel wishing a happy new year to a chicken!"

"That vicious woman, Concubine Chen, is always pretending to be hypocritical! She looks at everyone with calculating eyes!"

"It's all thanks to her that our Dingguo Mansion has fallen into this state today!"

She became more and more excited as she spoke, a sickly flush on her sallow face, her chest heaving violently, her breathing becoming heavier. The hatred surging in her eyes was almost turning into reality!

"Qingqing...my Qingqing...was forced to death by her!"

"I have never forgotten this vengeance! Just wait...she won't be able to be proud for many days!"

The last few words were spoken very softly by Lady Dingguo, but with a kind of heart-pounding certainty and satisfaction. It was as if she had already seen the scene of Shen Zhinian falling into the dust and being doomed.

Lin Wan's drooped eyelashes trembled slightly.

She keenly caught the unusual confidence in her mother-in-law's words, as well as the profound words "You won't be so proud for many days"...

"Mother, please calm down and take care of yourself."

Lin Wan's voice became softer, with just the right amount of concern, as if she was just trying to appease her mother-in-law's hatred: "The imperial physician said that the worst thing to do with your illness is to worry and get angry."

"As for Concubine Chen..."

She paused, raised her eyes, looked at the wife of Duke Dingguo with a clear and gentle gaze, and quietly probed: "Mother just said...she won't be proud for a few days. Could it be that the mansion has already come up with a plan to deal with it?"

Lin Wan's question was extremely natural. She was just a filial daughter-in-law who was worried about her family and wanted to know the situation in order to comfort her mother-in-law.

A sharp light flashed in the cloudy eyes of the wife of Duke Dingguo, and her happy expression suddenly froze, and was then covered by vigilance and gloom.

She stared at Lin Wan for a moment, her eyes like a cold snake's tongue, wandering over Lin Wan's gentle face, as if trying to dig out something from her every subtle expression.

After a while, the wife of Duke Dingguo turned away, leaned back on the soft pillow and closed her eyes: "Don't ask about things that you shouldn't ask!"

"As a woman, you should take care of the inner house."

Lin Wan immediately bowed her head, her attitude extremely submissive: "It was my daughter-in-law who overstepped her bounds, and mother was right to teach her a lesson."

After she finished speaking, she said no more, but silently removed the cold teacup from the small table and replaced it with a warm cup.

……

The setting sun in late autumn dyes the vast yellow grassland of Mulan Paddock a rich golden red.

The west wind blew by, and the flags fluttered.

The sound of horse hooves crushing the frosty grass came from far away, like dull drumbeats hitting everyone's heart.

The open space in the center of the camp was already filled with people standing according to their ranks.