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Chapter 94 If Chu Ruohan didn't kill him, then it'll be her turn.

The Duke of Wei was seething with anger. The daughter of the Prince of Yong was shameless; she had secretly conceived a child with a man and even implicated his son.

"Even if my son is at his worst, he knows what propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame are," the Duke of Wei stopped in his tracks, "unlike some people..."

Prince Yong turned around and glared angrily at the Duke of Wei. Was he making veiled accusations against him?

The Prince of Yong's hand was almost pointing at the Duke of Wei's face. "Your son spends his days indulging in debauchery and hanging out with those scoundrels. What kind of bad things wouldn't he do? My daughter has been well-educated and sensible since childhood. She just had bad luck and got involved with him."

Duke Wei was so angry that his face turned ashen, and veins bulged on his forehead. "Well-educated and reasonable? If she were truly well-educated and reasonable, how could she still have an ambiguous relationship with another man after getting married! I think it's a problem with the family traditions of your Prince Yong's Mansion that you raised such a daughter!"

"You..." The Prince of Yong was so angry that he couldn't speak. His finger trembled as he pointed at the Duke of Wei. "How dare you slander my daughter like this! If I don't get to the bottom of this today, I, the Prince of Yong, will not rest until I have a clear explanation!"

The two were arguing heatedly, their faces flushed, and the surrounding ministers all cast strange glances at them, but dared not step forward to dissuade them.

An old minister quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, saying, "My lords, this is outside the court. What kind of decorum is this, arguing like this? If there's anything you need to discuss, why don't you find a place to sit down and talk it over properly, so as not to damage the harmony?"

"Rumors shouldn't be believed entirely..."

Prince Yong and Duke Wei then realized their rudeness, each snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

Inside Yaoguang Pavilion, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Lin Xingyao gripped the illegible letter tightly in her hand, her fingertips turning white from the force, her knuckles trembling slightly.

During this period, she didn't even dare to leave her house, but the scandals about her and Wei Qiming spread like wildfire throughout the capital, with all sorts of details.

"How could this happen..." Lin Xingyao murmured to herself, her voice full of confusion.

The maid knew about that incident; she was already dead.

No one else in the world knew about this except for herself and Wei Qiming.

But now, she has become the biggest joke in the capital.

"Could it be that bastard?" Lin Xingyao's beautiful eyes widened, a fierce glint flashing within them. "What exactly does he want? Is he trying to completely destroy me?"

The thought of her potential disgrace and the shame that would befall the Prince Yong's mansion gradually replaced her fear with anger.

She lowered her head, her gaze falling once more on the letter. The words "See you at the usual place" seemed to burn her eyes.

That bastard actually dared to ask her out!

Lin Xingyao had no time to ponder whether the letter was a trap; only one thought occupied her mind: Wei Qiming must die.

Once he's dead, no one will know that secret anymore.

She will always be the high and mighty princess of the Yongwang Mansion.

Lin Xingyao paced back and forth in the room. She walked to the dressing table, her eyes scanning the items on it. She first picked up a sharp dagger.

But after weighing it in my mind, I felt it was too conspicuous and might arouse suspicion, so I put it down.

Finally, her gaze fell upon an exquisite hairpin. The tip of the hairpin was sharp, gleaming coldly in the sunlight streaming through the window lattice.

Without hesitation, she picked up the hairpin and firmly inserted it into her hair bun, the tip of the hairpin slightly protruding, just like the murderous intent she was hiding at that moment.

Chu Ruohan failed to kill him, so it's her turn.

Lin Xingyao looked in the mirror. Her face was pale, but her eyes were resolute. She was completely different from the proud princess she usually was.

To ensure everything went perfectly, Lin Xingyao carefully checked her makeup again, concealing her emotions and returning to her normal appearance.

Lin Xingyao did not take the carriage directly, but disguised herself as a maid and went out through the back gate of Anyang Prefecture, heading straight for Qingfeng Tower.

But they didn't realize there was a tail following behind them...

Qingfenglou is a well-known restaurant in the capital. At this time, it was the peak dining season, and the restaurant was brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Lin Xingyao took a deep breath, composed herself, and then walked straight upstairs.

She walked quickly, turned the corner of the stairs, and arrived at a private room.

Without the slightest hesitation, she raised her hand and pushed open the door to the private room.

The private room was filled with the aroma of wine.

Wei Qiming was sitting at the table, pouring himself a drink. He was wearing a dark purple brocade robe, his hair was casually tied back, and his face showed signs of drunkenness.

Seeing Lin Xingyao enter, he slightly raised his head, a faint smile playing on his lips, "You're here."

Lin Xingyao entered the private room, closed the door behind her, and slowly walked to the table and sat down.

Her gaze fell coldly on Wei Qiming, her eyes filled with undisguised disgust and hatred.

"What, you missed me?"

"You're the one who told them about that?"

The two spoke at the same time, and Wei Qiming's lips curled into a wicked smile, his hand already touching her body.

Lin Xingyao felt a chill run down her spine, goosebumps rose all over her body, and her stomach churned violently.

But she suppressed her disgust and did not forget the purpose of her trip.

She gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to push him away, instead obediently leaning into the man's arms.

In her heart, a resolute thought burned like a raging fire—she wanted him dead…

Seeing Lin Xingyao's obedience, Wei Qiming became excited, and his expression became even more distorted.

His gaze fell on Lin Xingyao's slightly protruding belly, and a morbid greed flashed in his eyes.

"I've never been with a pregnant woman before."

He murmured softly, his lower abdomen tightening, and he couldn't wait to kiss her. At the same time, his hand slipped inside her clothes, roaming freely.

Humiliation brought tears to Lin Xingyao's eyes. She reached out to pull out the hairpin from her hair, but her hand uncontrollably climbed onto the man's shoulder.

Her chest heaved with gasps, her heart filled with terror and confusion: What was happening? She was actually craving his touch.

She didn't touch anything after entering the house.

Did Wei Qiming drug her again?

The strange sensations in her body only made her more panicked, and she gradually succumbed to them...

Meanwhile, in the guest room next door, Chu Ruohan was leisurely toying with a teacup in her hand. Her eyes held an unfathomable depth.

She tilted her head slightly, listening to the noise coming from next door, and a barely perceptible cold smile appeared on her lips.

Then, she gave Song Ruyan beside her a wink and whispered, "It's almost time..."

Song Ruyan nodded slightly and tiptoed out...