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Linglong trembled all over, not daring to raise her head, and kowtowed desperately: "This servant dares not speak. Miss Wen said that if this servant dares to divulge even a single word, she will kill my whole family! This servant still has an elderly mother and a young brother at home, this servant cannot die!"

Zhan Miao frowned as he listened from the side and said coldly, "Wen Wanqing is just a mistress. Now she's using some tricks to fool the city lord. How long do you think she can be so smug? Princess Youyi is a member of the royal family and has the court backing her up. If Mo Lingyue really deposes the eldest son and establishes the younger son for a woman and mistreats the princess, when this gets to the capital, will he still be able to hold onto his position as city lord?"

She stepped forward, her aura intimidating: "You think following Wen Wanqing will bring you wealth and glory? The day she falls from power, you, as her trusted maid, will be the first to die a gruesome death. But if you are willing to tell the truth, expose her true colors, and rescue the princess and the young city lord, you will not only be innocent but also meritorious. If Mo Ziyu regains the position of young city lord, he will definitely protect your whole family and give you a way out."

Linglong raised her head, her eyes filled with struggle.

How could she not know that Wen Wanqing was ruthless? How could she not see that the city lord was only temporarily misled?

Wen Wanqing appears gentle and kind on the surface, but behind the scenes she is ruthless and vicious. She has witnessed her framing and slandering methods more than once.

Today they framed Mo Ziyu, tomorrow they might use her as a scapegoat. She was just a maid with no choice in the matter, and all she wanted was to survive.

On one side is Wen Wanqing, who could turn on her and kill her at any moment; on the other side is the young city lord, who has deep roots and enjoys widespread popularity. She naturally knows which is more important.

After a long while, Linglong finally broke down in tears and confessed completely: "I'll talk! I'll talk! It was all Wen Wanqing's doing! She deliberately took a small amount of medicine to pretend to be poisoned, and then bribed the servants in the manor to hide the powder in the young city lord's study to frame him!"

Mo Ziyu clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, his chest heaving violently: "Why would she do this to me? I've never offended her!"

Linglong choked back tears, saying, "Because she's pregnant. She wants to give birth to a son, to take the place of the young city lord, and to make her child the future city lord of Jingcheng. Your existence and the princess's are her biggest obstacles. She hates you, so she's trying every means to make the city lord completely despise you and your child!"

The truth is revealed!

Mo Ziyu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all that remained in his eyes was a chilling coldness.

He always thought that his father was just confused for a moment and blinded by beauty, but he never expected that someone was plotting to kill him and his mother.

Poisoning, false accusations—these were merely the first step in Wen Wanqing's power grab.

Seeing his restrained expression, Zhan Miao sighed inwardly and gently patted his shoulder: "Ziyu, don't be sad. Evil people will get their just desserts. Now that we have witnesses, even if Mo Lingyue wanted to be biased, he couldn't."

Mo Ziyu took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, and looked at Linglong. His tone was calm but carried an undeniable power: "Do you dare to say these words again in front of the city lord?"

Linglong trembled, but still gritted her teeth and nodded: "I dare! This servant has no other way out. I only beg the young city lord to spare my life and spare my family in the future."

Mo Ziyu said in a deep voice, "I promise you, as long as you are willing to testify against Wen Wanqing and clear my and my mother's name, I will ensure the safety of your whole family, let you leave the city lord's mansion, and give you a sum of money so that you can live a peaceful life."

Linglong completely let down her guard and kowtowed repeatedly to express her gratitude.

Zhan Miao raised an eyebrow, looking at the boy who seemed to have matured a lot overnight, feeling quite gratified. The child who had just been crying in her arms was now able to calmly plan and stabilize the witnesses. This composure had indeed lived up to her expectations.

"What do we do next? Go directly to confront Mo Lingyue?" Zhan Miao asked.

Mo Ziyu shook his head, his eyes sharp: "No. Father now trusts Wen Wanqing completely. If we rashly take Linglong there, he will only think that we coerced the maid to fake it, and he will be even angrier. We need to wait for an opportunity, an opportunity that he can see with his own eyes and hear with his own ears, an opportunity that he can no longer refute."

He paused, then looked at Linglong: "Go back now, pretend nothing happened, stay by Wen Wanqing's side, and carefully observe her every move, especially evidence of her collusion with outsiders. If she has any more schemes or tricks, notify me secretly immediately."

Linglong quickly replied, "Yes, this servant will remember."

Mo Ziyu turned to look at Zhan Miao, her eyes filled with trust and reliance: "Aunt Miao, I would like to trouble you and Zhan Xiaobai to keep an eye on Nuanxiang Pavilion in secret, to prevent Wen Wanqing from taking desperate measures and harming my mother. My mother's health is not good, and she has been confined to her home for many days. I am really worried about her."

"Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt Princess Youyi." Zhan Miao said confidently. "I will have Xiaobai guard outside the princess's courtyard. If there is any movement, notify me immediately."

After making the arrangements, Zhan Miao once again quietly led Linglong away from the courtyard, safely escorting her back to the vicinity of Nuanxiang Pavilion. Only after ensuring that no one noticed did he return.

Inside the room, the candlelight burned quietly.

Mo Ziyu stood alone by the window, gazing at the deep night. His once youthful eyes now held a maturity and coldness beyond his years.

Through this experience, he finally understood that in this treacherous backyard, in this power-hungry city lord's mansion, kindness and sincerity alone were not enough. He had to be strong and have enough means to protect those he wanted to protect.

His father's favoritism, Wen Wanqing's framing, and the backstabbing of others all became sharp blades that forced him to grow.

He was no longer the boy who only relied on Aunt Miao and hid behind his mother.

Zhan Miao pushed open the door and entered. Seeing his solitary yet upright figure, she said softly, "Everything is arranged. Linglong has gone back, and Xiaobai has gone to keep an eye on the princess. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

Mo Ziyu turned around and looked at Zhan Miao, her eyes full of gratitude: "Aunt Miao, if it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do. Perhaps my mother and I would already be at the mercy of others."

Zhan Miao smiled, stepped forward, and gently patted his head, her movements still tender: "Silly child, I've long considered you family. How could I stand idly by if you were in trouble? Just because Mo Lingyue is confused doesn't mean everyone is blind. Wen Wanqing's tricks won't last long."

Mo Ziyu nodded emphatically, a determined light rekindling in his eyes: "Yes, I will wait, wait for her to reveal more of her true colors, wait for Father to see her true face. I will personally take back everything that belongs to me, and I will make Mother walk out of this confined courtyard with dignity."

Outside the window, the night wind gradually subsided, and a faint glimmer of light appeared on the horizon.

Inside the Warm Fragrance Pavilion, Wen Wanqing was still dreaming of rising to the top in one step. She would never have imagined that her most trusted maid had already betrayed her overnight.

She never imagined that the boy she had trampled underfoot and easily defeated would, with Zhan Miao's help, silently lay a trap, waiting to crush her in one fell swoop.