The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

Sheng Mingfeng frowned and asked, "Whether you go or not, what does it matter? What does it have to do with what happened today?"

Sheng Junwei shook her head gently and said simply: "It has nothing to do with anything."

Her answer was straightforward, but it made Sheng Mingfeng's face even uglier. He felt that his intelligence had been fooled by this adopted sister.

Madam Sheng was even more worried, and asked in a trembling voice: "Wei'er, did you really send someone to teach them a lesson because of a momentary anger?"

Sheng Junwei did not comment, but asked back: "When mother speaks of venting her anger, do you mean what they did to me? Do you understand?"

After these words were spoken, Mrs. Sheng was speechless for a moment.

After a brief silence, she tried to change the subject, but unconsciously returned to the starting point: "Could it be that you really ordered all this?"

That evasive attitude was undoubtedly a kind of protection for Sheng Junwei, but this favoritism seemed particularly ironic at this moment.

If it were in the past, Sheng Junwei might have been heartbroken, but now, she only felt that it was extremely ironic: "If I was really so vindictive and used violence just because of a few rumors, then when I was in the palace, you almost pushed me to the brink of death. How could I not take more extreme measures, such as hiring a killer to kill the whole family, to relieve the hatred in my heart? If that were really the case, how could there be all the twists and turns and troubles later?"

Mrs. Sheng was speechless again when faced with her daughter's questioning.

Sheng Mingfeng interrupted coldly: "In the last incident, you were always the most suspicious."

There was unquestionable determination in his voice.

"However, as for the last incident, I could have just attributed it to the work of ghosts and gods. Wouldn't it be easier to get away with it that way?"

Deep wrinkles formed between Sheng Mingfeng's brows. For the first time, he realized the sharpness of the words of his usually taciturn adopted sister. It was like a sharp blade in winter, piercing people's hearts.

His expression became as heavy as the sky covered with dark clouds, and suddenly, his words shot out like arrows: "Evidence! What evidence do you have to prove your innocence?"

"What kind of evidence?"

Sheng Junwei raised her eyebrows slightly, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she almost laughed out loud, but that laughter was filled with a bit of sarcasm and disdain.

"Prove that you did not instruct others to commit the crime. As long as you can produce it, we will believe in your innocence."

Sheng Mingfeng's tone was full of unquestionable determination.

Sheng Junwei looked around and found that everyone, including the prefect of Jingzhao, actually tacitly agreed to Sheng Mingfeng's proposal, as if they were all waiting for her to prove her innocence herself.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked displeased, and the yamen runners stared at her with sharp and suspicious eyes, as if she would be a criminal without a doubt if she did not prove her innocence.

"Investigating the case is the responsibility of Jingzhao Prefecture. Although I am a suspect now, I am willing to cooperate with the investigation. However, before there is any definite evidence to prove that I have hurt someone or hired a killer, no one has the right to force me to defend myself, let alone restrict my personal freedom."

She looked at the Jingzhao prefect with a firm gaze, "Lord Yan, am I right?"

"Yes! Absolutely!"

Lord Yan hastily wiped the cold sweat from his forehead due to nervousness, and secretly sighed in his heart that this woman seemed gentle and lovely, but her clear eyes revealed an unquestionable firm strength that made him unable to find any words to refute.

What's more, what Sheng Junwei said was indeed the truth.

Sheng Mingfeng bit his lower lip tightly, and the lines were so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut steel.

He said in a cold voice: "Aren't you known as a fortune teller? Wouldn't it be possible to tell the real murderer and clear yourself of suspicion by just a divination?"

"But you don't dare! Because you are the one who is manipulating everything behind the scenes!"

Sheng Mingfeng's words were like sharp knives.

Faced with this sudden accusation, Sheng Junwei did not respond, but just smiled, and that smile was full of disdain and helplessness.

"You have to choose between a murderer and incompetence."

Sheng Mingfeng pressed forward step by step.

Sheng Junwei rolled her eyes lightly and said sarcastically: "I choose to wait quietly for Jingzhao Prefecture to find out the truth."

"If you are dissatisfied, you can beat the drum to protest your grievances. Perhaps after His Majesty learns of your grievances, he will make an exception and allow me to use fortune-telling to help you find the real culprit."

There was a hint of provocation in her words.

Sheng Mingfeng's eyes became more fierce: "You still dare to say that you have nothing to hide?"

Sheng Junwei did not hide her contempt, "Sheng Mingfeng, who do you think you are? I am a fifth-rank doctor appointed by His Majesty. Although I have not yet taken up the post in the Ministry of Justice, my official rank is real! And what qualifications do you have to point fingers at me?"

"Don't forget, it was your Sheng family who took the initiative to sever ties with me in order to shirk responsibility in the palace that day! The Sheng family raised me for seventeen years, and I took the blame for you and saved the lives of seven masters and one hundred and twenty-eight servants in the Sheng family!"

"Now, I am no longer a member of the Sheng family, and I no longer owe you anything. As a stranger, you have no right to interfere in my life. Do you understand?! This time, considering that this is the first time after the severance of the relationship, I will not make it a fuss, but if it happens again... According to Sheng law, those who commit crimes against their superiors will be punished with twenty slaps on the face at the least, and one hundred strokes of the cane at the worst!"

Her voice was cold and firm, like the long ringing of an ancient bell, echoing for a long time in the hearts of Madam Sheng and Sheng Mingfeng.

Madam Sheng spoke in a panic, trying to salvage something: "Wei'er, after all, we live under the same roof, how can we let this little misunderstanding ..."

Sheng Junwei laughed softly a few times and interrupted Madam Sheng's words: "Misunderstanding? What a good excuse. Unfortunately, I am not that invisible 'misunderstanding', and I cannot allow myself to be wronged and have nowhere to complain. I have warned you that you only have one chance to challenge my bottom line. If there is a next time..."

Her words were like ice, making Madam Sheng shudder.

Mrs. Sheng was originally a fragile person, not a heart of stone. The reason why she was able to restrain Sheng Junwei in the past was entirely because of the latter's nostalgia for their old love and her desire for a little warmth.

But at this moment, the old feelings are gone, and that little bit of family affection seems so insignificant.

In the end, the Sheng family mother and son left the scene in disgrace with the two injured people.

The moment they went out, Sheng Mingfeng was "lucky" enough to encounter the fair judgment of nature.

A bird happened to drop a fresh gift on his head.

At the same time, Sheng Mingyang on the other side accidentally lost his footing and hit the hard stone lion in the middle of his eye socket. Although he did not go blind, his eyes were so swollen that he could hardly open them.

Everyone in Jingzhao Prefecture was astonished, and housekeeper Li Le was startled at first, then a smug smile bloomed on his face, and he said happily: "It's your fault!"

In a dilapidated residential building, a boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, with a sturdy face and a pair of crystal clear eyes that sparkled with intelligence, was quietly observing all this...