The whole family was brutally murdered? The ruthless heiress's eldest daughter went berserk aft

Zhao Qingqing's face turned deathly pale, and she was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

Her fingers kept stroking the flying bracelet, unsure whether to take it off or not.

Wen Ruoxin suddenly remembered and said, "Qingqing, have you forgotten? Wasn't that bracelet the one I gave you when we went on our spring outing last time?"

In Zhao Qingqing's eyes, Wen Ruoxin's words at this moment were like a divine revelation that saved her life.

"Yes, yes, this bracelet is the one Ruoxin gave me last time because she saw that I didn't have any decent jewelry."

Those present found it quite normal. Everyone in the capital knew that Wen Ruoxin's maternal grandfather's family had been the emperor, and even Wen Ruoxin's mother's title of princess was obtained by donating a lot of money.

"I didn't expect Miss Wen and Miss Zhao to be so close."

"This must be the epitome of best friends in the capital!"

Murong Xuewei found it amusing. The bracelet came from her shop, and only the buyer and Murong Xuewei knew who had bought it.

Murong Xuewei sneered, "Miss Wen is really generous! She just gave away this priceless Flying Bracelet like that."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Wen Ruoxin's face, but she quickly smiled back. "No matter how expensive an object is, it's just an object. How can it compare to the bond between us sisters?"

"Ruoxin's maternal family has no shortage of money. It's just a flying bracelet. Let alone one, even one of our Ruoxin can afford to give it away. Unlike someone who emptied his family's coffers and could only come up with such a cheap jade hairpin." Xiao Sining seized the opportunity to mock Murong Xuewei.

Murong Xuewei smiled instead of getting angry, "What the princess says is true. When Miss Wen's maternal family was founded, they donated money and grain to the generals in the army. I suppose Miss Wen must be just as righteous as her maternal grandfather."

“My maternal grandfather always taught us younger generations to share the burdens of the country and its people. Even though we are women, we dare not forget that.” Wen Ruoxin felt that Murong Xuewei’s words were a bit strange, but she couldn’t find a reason to refute them, so she could only go along with it.

Murong Xuewei suddenly raised her wine glass to toast Wen Ruoxin, "Miss Wen is indeed righteous. Now is the time when the soldiers of Taichu Kingdom need you. I wonder if Miss Wen can be as righteous as my maternal grandfather was back then."

Murong Xuewei's sudden action completely stunned Wen Ruoxin and Xiao Sining.

"What does Madam Murong mean by this?"

“As Miss Wen and everyone here know, the army has not received its pay for three months. We officials still have surplus food at home, but the soldiers below are all hoping for this pay to survive. I wonder if Miss Wen would be so magnanimous as to lend a helping hand to these lower-ranking soldiers.”

This time, not only Wen Ruoxin and Xiao Sining understood, but everyone present understood.

Murong Xuewei is plotting to get Wen Ruoxin to donate money and food!

Murong Xuewei's eyes suddenly reddened, and she picked up her handkerchief to wipe away her tears. "Thinking about those soldiers who fought on the battlefield to protect the safety of our Taichu Kingdom, if we, as subjects of the Taichu Kingdom, were to stand idly by and do nothing, wouldn't that chill the hearts of all the soldiers of the Taichu Kingdom? Therefore, I am personally willing to donate three thousand taels to help these soldiers."

Murong Xuewei spoke with increasing sincerity, moving many of the young men and women present.

“Madam Murong is right, I am also willing to donate two hundred taels.” The one who said this was the legitimate daughter of a sixth-rank official.

“I am also willing to donate one thousand taels.” This was the son of the Minister of Rites.

"I would also like to..."

One after another, those who were well-off donated a thousand or two, while those who were not well-off donated a hundred or two in grain.

In no time at all, they had raised nearly 50,000 taels of silver.

Apart from Xiao Sining, only Zhao Qingqing and Wen Ruoxin remained silent.

Just as Zhao Qingqing was moved by the atmosphere and was about to donate money, Murong Xuewei stopped her.

"Zhao Qing, you... you're already like that, so just let it go."

“I…” Zhao Qingqing couldn’t refute it.

Murong Xuewei ignored Zhao Qingqing and turned her gaze directly to Wen Ruoxin, "What do you think, Miss Wen?"

Wen Ruoxin understood that Murong Xuewei was putting her in a difficult position. She had just given Zhao Qingqing a priceless flying bracelet, and if she said she had no money now, wouldn't she be contradicting herself?

Besides, almost all the young masters and ladies at today's banquet contributed money to some extent. If she, as the host, doesn't show any appreciation, the capital might say that the Prime Minister's daughter only knows how to enjoy herself and doesn't care about the suffering of the people.

Wen Ruoxin's lips twitched slightly, "Such a good thing, I'm naturally willing to wait. I'll donate ten thousand taels!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present gasped in astonishment. Everyone knew Wen Ruoxin was wealthy, but no one expected her to be this wealthy, casually spending ten thousand taels of silver. The audience showered her with compliments once again.

"Miss Wen is indeed righteous. The soldiers in the army will surely thank you." Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Murong Xuewei sat back down and gave the space back to Wen Ruoxin.

Murong Xuewei recalled that she had also attended this banquet in her previous life, but at that time, she had come with Xiao Wanning.

In her previous life, Murong Xuewei hadn't uttered a single word at the banquet, yet Wen Ruoxin elevated her with each word, ultimately forcing Murong Xuewei to donate 30,000 taels to the military camp before letting her off the hook.

Even after she donated 30,000 taels, everyone present took it for granted, and some even thought Murong Xuewei had donated too little. They continued to mock her throughout the meal, saying it was an honor for Murong Xuewei, as a member of a merchant family, to sit at the same table with them.

Let these noble young masters and ladies present pay for this lifetime. It's true that Murong Xuewei is rich, but this money doesn't grow on trees.

After the farce of donating money was over, everyone was in high spirits, except for Zhao Qingqing, who made a complete fool of herself at the banquet today.

Zhao Qingqing had lost interest in continuing and made an excuse to leave the banquet in a hurry.

Murong Xuewei watched Zhao Qingqing's departing figure, a slight smile playing on her lips. She knew that her words had planted a time bomb in the Zhao family. Now, it was up to Zhao Shilang to decide how to respond.

The banquet continued, but the atmosphere was no longer as lively as before. Many people were privately discussing what had just happened.

Liuli whispered in Murong Xuewei's ear, "Madam, it's only ten thousand taels of silver, yet these people are showering us with such flattery. You know, my personal treasury holds over ten thousand taels."

Murong Xuewei smiled faintly: "These scions of noble families all live off the stipends their fathers receive from the imperial court. However, with the emperor building palaces and summer retreats in recent years, these stipends are no longer what they used to be, so these young masters and ladies naturally have no money left."

As they were talking, a maid carrying wine passed by Murong Xuewei, and her hand trembled, spilling the wine on Murong Xuewei.