Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

Mao looked at Lu Xiuzhang in shock. She trembled and said, "Master, you...you actually forced me to die. How could you be so heartless? Since we got married, I have always been considerate to you, and you have doted on me. Could it be that our love for each other, over ten years, could not withstand a few provocative words from an outsider?"

Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red, and two tears were hanging on her eyelashes, about to fall. She looked both sad and pitiful.

Looking at Mao's pitiful appearance, Lu Xiuzhan felt as if his heart was pricked by thousands of needles.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but deep down he was struggling with hesitation. Zhou had been gone for so long, and his memory of her was already hazy. Was he going to shatter his peaceful life for something so unfounded? Furthermore, if his colleagues and the people knew about this, how would they ridicule him?

Seeing Lu Xiuzhang wavering, Mao couldn't help but feel delighted. After years of marriage, she knew Lu Xiuzhang hated seeing her silently weeping. She blinked, and the tears began to fall like beads from a broken string.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Han Jue quickly drew his sword and threw it in front of Mao.

The sound of the sword falling to the ground made Mao shudder. She looked at the cold blade and her face turned pale.

Before Lu Xiuzhang could speak, Han Jue shouted sternly, "Madam Lu, Lord Lu's patience is limited. Choose quickly: commit suicide or write a divorce letter?"

Mao hated Han Jue to death, but she understood that Lu Xiuzhan was the key to the matter. She looked at Lu Xiuzhan with despair and slowly reached out to touch the sword.

Lu Xiuzhang frowned and said in a deep voice, "Zou Da, this matter has nothing to do with you. Get out first!"

Han Jue's heart shuddered. He had never expected that Lu Xiu Zhang was ruthless and impartial in official circles, but would be so unable to distinguish right from wrong when dealing with his own affairs. Could it be that the drama that the young lady had painstakingly arranged today was going to be completely ruined?

He was filled with resentment. Given his temperament, he would have just killed Mao and Lu Qian long ago, why would he have gone to such lengths? But he didn't dare act rashly. He simply bowed casually and turned toward the door.

"Zou Da, don't tell anyone else about what happened today!" Lu Xiuzhan warned in a deep voice.

Han Jue's heart was filled with disdain, and he said perfunctorily, "Yes, sir." He closed the door with a "click" and turned around to slip into the private room where Xie Qingli was.

Xie Qingli stood by the wall, frowning, listening attentively to the movement next door.

Han Jue came close to Xie Qingli and said in a very low voice: "Miss, Lu Li's father is not a good person. Why don't we just kill all three of them..." He made a beheading gesture with his hand and continued: "Let's take Lu Li away."

Xie Qingli shook his head slightly and lowered his voice, "If that's the case, I'm not repaying her, but making an enemy of her."

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from next door, and Mao shouted, "Master, please don't stop me. I am willing to die. I want to die to make my will clear. Please treat Qianqian well..."

Lu Xiu Zhang said in a deep voice, "Stop! Since you dare to choose to die, I... I am willing to forgive you. However, you must treat Li'er better in the future and never let her suffer any injustice!"

"Master, are you really willing to forgive me? Don't worry, I...I will treat Li'er well and be willing to be her slave for the rest of my life!" Mao's voice was full of joy of surviving a disaster.

"Crack, snap, snap!"

Xie Qingli couldn't hold it in any longer. She clapped her hands vigorously, the applause was crisp and loud, and she shouted to the next room, "Wonderful, truly wonderful! The love between Lord Lu and Madam Lu is truly enviable! But it's the innocent Zhou who died in vain. It's so pitiful!"

Lu Xiu Zhang's pupils suddenly constricted. He hadn't expected someone to be next to him. He shouted sharply, "Who are you? Why are you eavesdropping on my conversation?"

Xie Qingli curled his lips slightly, his tone tinged with sarcasm, "Eavesdropping? I finally managed to steal half a day of leisure, hoping to enjoy some tea and some solitude, but I didn't expect to hear Madam Lu secretly meeting a man outside her circle, and then hear that Lord Lu protected her murderous crime. For such a quiet and elegant place to have such a disgusting thing happen, it really spoils the fun!"

Hearing this, Lu Xiuzhang's face turned ashen. He said coldly, "You..."

Xie Qingli didn't give him a chance to speak, snorting coldly, "I originally heard that Lord Lu was a good official. The people praised you for loving the people like your own children and being impartial and ruthless, completely different from the previous prefect Huang Dai. Humph, how could they know that all crows are black? There is no such thing as a good official in this world."

"It's a pity that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ordered the erection of a huge stone inscribed with Huang Dai's crimes at the gate of the government office as a warning to future generations. I didn't expect the writing on the stone to still be as clear as new. Later generations have begun to condone his crimes and bend the law for personal gain. I wonder when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will come again. If he does, I will ask him in person: is there any hope for Dongling?"

Xie Qingli finished speaking and slammed the door. She needed to think carefully. If Lu Xiuzhang insisted on protecting the Mao family, should she use Chu Yuncang's identity to deal with the matter, or adopt Han Jue's method?

Lu Xiuzhang's face paled as he stared blankly at the wall, filled with shame. Yes, he saw the boulder every day as he entered and exited the building, and he despised Huang Dai immensely. But by shielding Mao today, how was he any different from Huang Dai? It was just the pot calling the kettle black!

He turned to look at the uneasy Mao, his eyes full of determination, and shouted: "Zou Da, come in!"

Han Jue pushed the door open and walked in, saying lazily, "What do you want, sir?"

Lu Xiuzhang glared at Mao with a stern gaze and said in a deep voice, "Mao is suspected of murdering her cousin, Zhou. She has been taken back to the government office and is temporarily detained. I will immediately send someone to Xunzhou to investigate. Once the truth is ascertained, we will proceed to court for trial."

Lu Xiuzhan's cold words instantly made Mao's face turn gloomy and terrifying. A raging rage burned in her heart. She suddenly grabbed the sword on the ground and stabbed at Lu Xiuzhan quickly.

Han Jue flew forward and kicked Mao to the ground with a fierce kick. He twisted Mao's hands behind her back, making her unable to move.

Lu Xiu Zhang slowly sat back in his chair and said tiredly, "Use my carriage and take her back first! I'll sit here for a while..."

In less than half a day, the news that Lord Lu had put Madam Lu aside for the sake of justice and personally imprisoned her in the government jail spread throughout the streets and alleys of Jiazhou Prefecture. In order to avoid suspicion, Lord Lu asked the Tongzhi to take charge of the matter.

The people were talking about it. Some of them kept speculating about what big mistake Mrs. Lu had made, but more people were sighing that they had finally met the upright judge!

Late at night, Zouping returned from a journey, exhausted. He handed a large red brocade box to Xie Qingli and said gently, "My dear disciple, I would like to return to Fengqian. I want to tell your foster father that I'm afraid I'll miss the engagement ceremony of Master Zhang and Miss Lu. I'll give him the gift first and enjoy the wedding wine later."

Xie Qingli's breathing stagnated, and he said anxiously: "Master, it's too dangerous for you to go back alone..."