My stepsister tried to steal the prince's hand in marriage, but little did she know I had been

Chapter 315

Wen Yitong stared at Wen Shuyao for a long time, then suddenly chuckled softly, her laughter full of schadenfreude. As she laughed, she burst into loud laughter, which even startled Granny Qi outside.

Hearing Granny Qi's concerned inquiry, Wen Shuyao said softly, "Granny, don't worry, I'm fine."

"If anything changes, Your Highness must tell this old servant."

“Of course.” Wen Shuyao’s words reassured Granny Qi.

Wen Yitong's eyes were filled with jealousy and hatred. Watching the two of them interact like this, she felt as if ants were gnawing at her internal organs.

She glared at Wen Shuyao with hatred, the complex emotions in her eyes almost unreadable even to herself.

Seeing Wen Yitong's expression, Wen Shuyao looked at her probingly: "It seems you do have a secret you haven't told us yet."

“There is a secret,” Wen Yitong murmured. “Not long after, the Jing Prince’s Mansion will be in great trouble.”

Hearing this, Wen Shuyao raised an eyebrow: "Is it impending doom? Is it the discord between your brothers that you previously guessed? Or is it the prince's defeat in battle that displeased His Majesty that you previously guessed?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Yitong gritted her teeth; she was unwilling to speak.

If I tell her, what should I do if I give Wen Shuyao time to respond?

"Zhang is dead."

Suddenly, Wen Shuyao uttered these four words.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yitong stiffened slightly.

She tried to look up and meet Wen Shuyao's gaze, but found that her head felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and she couldn't lift it at all.

Mother……

These days, she hasn't dared to think about Mrs. Wen's situation at all.

Now, she suddenly learned of Madam Wen's fate from Wen Shuyao's words, and her heart felt like it had fallen to the bottom of a cliff. She was extremely flustered and wanted to say something, but she couldn't utter a word.

Does she want to make a fool of herself in front of Wen Shuyao?

However, Wen Shuyao spoke again: "She was still thinking of you before she died, and wanted to fulfill your wish by dying herself."

“She wanted to see you one last time,” Wen Shuyao said softly. “Who knew that she would never see you before she died.”

"She died of poisoning just four days ago."

Upon hearing Wen Shuyao's last words, Wen Yitong screamed, interrupting Wen Shuyao.

"No," Wen Shuyao said bitterly, "You're the one who killed her! Who are you trying to fool with this hypocritical act?"

Wen Shuyao raised an eyebrow: "I'm just telling you that Zhang saved your life by sacrificing herself, so you must not take this life for granted."

“Although I promised her I would let you off the hook, but… if you continue to cover it up, I can’t guarantee I won’t go back on my word.” Wen Shuyao said meaningfully, “Wen Yitong, you have one last chance.”

Whether Wen Yitong lives or dies is irrelevant; all she wants is to obtain the so-called secret that Wen Yitong spoke of, which is related to the survival of the Jing Prince's Mansion.

Wen Yitong stared blankly, clearly still unable to shake off what Wen Shuyao had said.

What came to mind were the tender moments she shared with Madam Wen.

In fact, she knew that Madam Wen must have met with misfortune as soon as she saw Granny Lin.

However, what she thought at the time was that there was a blood feud between Madam Wen and Wen Shuyao, and Madam Wen's death was something she had expected.

But Wen Shuyao's words plunged her into complete confusion.

Wen Yitong looked ahead, her gaze no longer fixed on Wen Shuyao, but on the empty ground.

Mother……

Wen Yitong murmured those two words, and then tears streamed down her face.

"So what?" Wen Yitong looked at Wen Shuyao with a sneer. "Now that I'm in your hands, my life is uncertain too. In that case, I might as well watch your Jingwang Mansion be buried with me!"

Wen Shuyao waved her hand gently: "I originally intended to spare your life, but since you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences..."

Wen Yitong's expression changed; she naturally wanted to live.

Even if it's just to survive.

A hint of confusion appeared in her eyes, but if she were to tell Wen Shuyao this secret...

Wouldn't Wen Shuyao be better off if she successfully overcame the difficulties?

"Wen Yitong, you have a quarter of an hour to consider."

Wen Shuyao raised her eyes and stared straight at Wen Yitong.

After a moment, Wen Yitong lowered her head.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Plague, soon there will be a plague in Jiangnan."

"Is this true?" Wen Shuyao sat up straight immediately, staring coldly at Wen Yitong. "Do you know how serious the crime is to lie about this?"

Wen Yitong sneered: "Of course it's true. Otherwise, why would I be so sure you won't have a good ending?"

As she said this, she craned her neck and stared at Wen Yitong: "Xie Jinghan will die in this plague."

"If I remember correctly, the plague has already appeared and will soon spread."

Wen Yitong then began to gloat.

Even if one is a prince, what good is it? He will still die from the plague just like any other commoner.

Wen Yitong's laughter was grating, and Wen Shuyao's face turned ugly.

"Shut up," Wen Shuyao said coldly. "I will keep my promise and let you leave."

“But after that…” Wen Shuyao said coldly, “whether you live or die is your own business.”

Wen Yitong sneered, "Do you think you can save me?"

Wen Shuyao didn't look at Wen Yitong again and quickly walked out of there.

Following Wen Shuyao's instructions, Granny Qi untied Wen Yitong and sent her away.

Before Wen Yitong left the capital, she took a large sum of gold and silver with her. However, to this day, the most valuable thing she owns is the bracelet on her wrist.

The boat captain only allowed her to continue wearing the bracelet because it was a bracelet she had worn for several years and couldn't be removed.

These past few days, Wen Yitong has been having nightmares every night, fearing that the boat captain will cut off her hand for the bracelet.

Her gaze fell on the bracelet, her expression extremely complicated.

As soon as she stepped out of the courtyard, Granny Qi stopped in her tracks.

She did not agree with letting Wen Yitong go; in her view, Wen Yitong was a menace.

However, she naturally couldn't go back on her promise to Wen Shuyao.

However, she can use this incident to her advantage.

"Keep an eye on her," Granny Qi whispered to the person beside her. "Make sure she doesn't do anything to harm our master."

"Of course." The guard's expression was extremely serious. "I'll keep a close watch on him!"

Given her current status, Wen Yitong can only stay in Jiangnan, which is teeming with spies from the Prince Jing's mansion.

Granny Qi nodded and watched the guards follow Wen Yitong away.

On the other side, Wen Shuyao found Xie Jinghan.

She gripped Xie Jinghan's hand tightly: "Did you know there's a plague in Jiangnan?"

Xie Jinghan's expression also turned serious: "Plague?"