Moreover, for the past three years, every time this happened, she was actually worried and tormented and couldn't sleep all night, because no matter whether Mu Lianzhi succeeded or not, her fear would not diminish at all.

If Mu Lianzhi really hooked up with Beitang Yi, it would be a huge concern for her.

After three years, she had had enough.

Now that Ling Yuchi is back, Ling Wenzhan's ties are no longer a concern, and Ling Feier's marriage and Ling Shaochong's future are both imminent. If any problems or scandals occur in the Marquis' Mansion at this time, only their eldest family will be affected.

She would never allow it.

The old lady frowned again and again, and her face was also full of worry:

"You think I don't want to? It's just that now... it's not the right time."

After all, drawing blood from the heart is not something that can be done overnight. Not to mention that she was married into the Marquis's house with great fanfare, they can't just deal with her casually. Just the fact that Doctor Mu had done a favor to the Queen Mother in the past could make it hard to guarantee that people wouldn't bring up the past and hold her accountable in the future.

Therefore, there must not be any obvious doubts about Mu Lianzhi’s death.

If it was three years ago or if Ling Wenzhan's accident happened some time after he returned, then it would be reasonable for them to execute her and make up an excuse of "suicide for love".

If Beitang Yi hadn't done this, it wouldn't be impossible to just support her like this for the rest of her life.

But now——

After knocking her head again, the old lady became more melancholy:

It’s hard to get off the tiger.

"Mother, we can't just let her do what she wants."

"Now that Sang Xi and Huai Wen are back, it's only been a few days and nothing has happened yet, but they have already started to quarrel and the Marquis's Mansion has become a mess. If this continues for a long time, there's no guarantee that she won't notice something."

"If she knew, and she's still with that guy, do you think she would not be angry and still let us control her?"

"Mother, if she is prepared by then, it will be difficult for us to move forward."

"Look, she acted like a vixen to please that guy. Didn't she really hang up the purple lantern again?"

"That person is not an ordinary person. Her thoughts and temperament are hard to figure out. If she really gets a hold of us, we will be in big trouble."

Their eyes met, and Jiang nodded seriously again.

"Indeed, we can no longer sit back and let the situation continue to develop like this."

Mumbling something, the old lady tapped the table with her fingertips intentionally or unintentionally:

"We have to stop having that interest and thoughts first."

Beitang Yi is not someone they can disobey or offend.

"Mother, do you mean to give him another woman? Oh, right, isn't there a girl named Cai Cui in Baimingfang..."

She looks more like the Crown Princess.

Before Jiang finished her words, she suddenly caught the old lady's eyelids rolling up, and she realized that she had not hit the point. She suddenly paused, and then heard the old lady say:

"Whether he has someone in his heart or how many people he has doesn't mean he can't have another one in his heart."

This matter needs to be resolved from the root.

Jiang naturally understood.

When she was thinking about what to do, the old lady gave her another suggestion:

"It's not easy to make a man like a woman, is it easier to make him hate or even disgust her? A good woman should not serve two husbands~"

The old lady picked up the Buddhist beads and wiped them gently, twisted them casually on both sides, and slapped her forehead. What else did Jiang know?

"Does mother want her to become a broken flower?"

Glancing at her, the old lady said slowly:

"How long can a man lust after a woman who is available to anyone, no matter how beautiful she is? We are just letting him see the truth."

As long as Beitang Yi doesn't get involved, it will be much easier for them to do things in the future.

"Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. We need to think about this matter carefully and not rush it. We need to choose the right opportunity and do it in a logical way. It is best not to dirty our hands or arouse suspicion, and we also need to ensure that he sees it with his own eyes."

Thinking about it, the old lady frowned again:

This matter is not as easy as imagined. If you don’t handle it well, it may backfire.

"Mother, what's so difficult about this? Have you forgotten that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon? You just gave birth to a grandson. I think it's time to discuss the marriage between Fei'er and the young master of the Fuguo Mansion. It can be called 'three happy events'. If we sincerely invite the relatives and friends of the Fuguo Mansion to come to our house for a gathering, it won't be too high-profile, right?"

"When the time comes, it wouldn't be too much to have a few foreign guests with bad behavior and whom we don't know, right?"

"At worst, why not arrange for some random people to follow behind someone? Let Yuchi lead the way! Then we can say that he is taking advantage of the situation and is tempted by beauty. Who can say anything?"

"As for Lord Beitang, let Shao Chong ask someone from the Fuguo Mansion for help. How can we not bring him here if we meet him? Maybe he will come here by himself if we just mention that woman."

"Mom, Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival and a big holiday. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again."

Ling Yuchi just arrived at the door and heard these words.

Originally he still had some vague understanding, but after hearing Beitang Yi's name, combining the two people's plan, and catching a few key words, there was nothing he didn't understand.

Anyone can be slept with, and you are tempted by beauty?

Thinking of Mu Lianzhi's stunning beauty and her past soft words of concern, his heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.

He had come here originally because he was troubled by the rumors about him and Sang Xi and wanted to talk to the old lady, but he didn't expect to hear these things. In the end, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he tiptoed away quietly.

They arrived at the old lady's yard almost at the same time, and this was the scene that Sang Xi saw from afar.

"Liu Ye, go and find out."

She glanced at the maids gathered together on the side, took the food box and walked inside, her pace slowing down unconsciously.

……

Time seemed to pass particularly slowly that day.

Finally, when the sun was setting, Beitang Yi suddenly received an urgent letter and had to go out on business. So, he played with the small gourd amulet for a long time, and finally he left Yingfeng in the Qicai Tower.

That night, Beitang Yi was busy until midnight and was in an extremely bad mood.

When he returned covered in cold dew, the sky was already slightly pale. When he pushed open the door of the Colorful Building, he saw Ying Feng sitting on a chair with a sword in his arms.

"Sir, are you back?"

Yingfeng stood up and was about to salute when he saw a bloody cut on his arm, staining his clothes red:

"You are hurt?"

"She didn't come?"

The two spoke almost at the same time, and Yingfeng's concerned hand squatted in the air.

"She didn't come, did she?"

The questioning words were obviously in a tone of loss and affirmation. He stared blankly at the soft couch in front of him. Beitang Yi seemed to be able to still see her leaning on it, in various boneless postures. Every frame and every scene was as clear as a knife stabbing his heart.

So what if he is willing to travel all night?

She would not see him again.

A surge of blood and energy surged, and Beitang Yi suddenly felt as if his heart was about to burst. Yingfeng looked at the red branches that suddenly emerged from his neck and was shocked:

"grown ups--"

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