After being sentenced to death, she came to her senses.

"Good, very good, you are truly my good daughter."

Fang Zhengyong pointed weakly at Fang Xiaoran with his finger, his eyes filled with disappointment and anger.

How did this daughter, who was always so submissive, suddenly become like this? She's like a hedgehog covered in sharp quills, and anyone who touches her will get pricked and hurt.

Now the Fang family is in an unprecedented crisis because of her, and he is powerless to do anything about it. How can this not be considered retribution?

"Your daughter will take her leave now. Father, please go to the ancestral hall as soon as possible, so as not to keep Grandfather waiting."

After saying those words, Fang Xiaoran turned and left. Watching her receding figure, Fang Zhengyong felt a mix of emotions, his expression complex.

After sitting quietly for a long time, he slowly got up and left, dragging his tired body. Fang Menghe was in a panic and didn't bother to help Fang Zhengyong. She hurriedly ran to Manchun Garden.

Inside the spacious and bright ancestral hall, the atmosphere was solemn and dignified. The patriarch sat regally in the main seat, dressed in a simple, ancient robe. His face was kind yet exuded an air of authority. His gaze was deep and reserved, as if he could see through everything.

The old lady sat to the side, her face reserved and her eyes full of doubt. She had already gone to rest when a maid came to report that her great-grandfather had arrived. Wasn't this old ancestor supposed to be recuperating at the old house and rarely come out? She remembered that the last time he had come in person was for Bai Qiqi's matter. She didn't know why he had come to visit so suddenly this time. She dared not delay and immediately got up to greet him.

Before the old lady could even see him, she was told that her great-grandfather had gone to the ancestral hall. Generally, important clan matters were handled at the ancestral hall. Upon hearing that he had gone to the ancestral hall, the old lady immediately panicked and rushed there.

Upon arriving at the ancestral hall, they saw the patriarch sitting there, his face ashen, saying nothing. The old lady stepped forward to pay her respects, and only then did the patriarch raise his eyes, glancing at her indifferently, his gaze devoid of any emotion, and uttering only one word, "Sit."

The old lady had been sitting there for a while now. She was unsure of what to do and wanted to ask, but her great-grandfather was resting with his eyes closed. She didn't dare to disturb him and could only wait.

Fang Xiaoran arrived quite a while later. Upon entering, she first bowed to her grandfather, but he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids and ignored her, which showed that he had many grievances against Fang Xiaoran.

Even though she was dissatisfied, Fang Xiaoran still sent someone to invite him, and he still came.

In the end, he still couldn't let go of Bai Qiqi, his only daughter.

It should be noted that the Fang family patriarch was the only one who was good to Bai Qiqi. When Bai Qiqi was caught in the poisoning scandal, although he was disappointed, he still stepped forward to protect her and refused to divorce her, allowing the two of them to divorce. However, for some reason, Bai Qiqi left the Fang family with Fang Xiaoran late at night.

He was worried that something might have happened to the mother and daughter, so he sent people to protect them secretly. However, these people never returned, and the whereabouts of Bai Qiqi and her daughter became unknown.

Fang Xiaoran didn't care about her grandfather's indifference and silently stepped aside.

After waiting for a while, Fang Zhengyong arrived. When he came in, he first looked around the ancestral hall and breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that only the great-grandfather was there.

It seems that although Fang Xiaoran's words were sharp, she did not really want to damage the Fang family's reputation. Otherwise, she could have summoned all the members of the clan, and then this matter would no longer be able to be kept secret.

In fact, Fang Xiaoran originally hoped that Fang Zhengyong could uphold justice and clear her mother's name. However, Fang Zhengyong chose to protect Wang Shi, who had committed such a serious crime, which made Fang Xiaoran feel disheartened and no longer trust him, which is why she resorted to this desperate measure.

Of course, if this still doesn't work, she will choose to take the Wang family to court directly, at which point Fang Zhengyong will no longer be able to protect her.

However, that would be a fight to the death. As long as they were still in the Fang family, they shared the same fate, and Fang Xiaoran would not choose to do that unless absolutely necessary.

As soon as Fang Zhengyong arrived, his grandfather immediately raised his eyes and his solemn gaze fell on him. Bearing the anger in his grandfather's eyes, he bowed slightly and said, "Grandfather."

"Now that everyone is here, let's begin." The old man didn't want to say much and went straight to the point, catching the old lady off guard. She looked at Fang Zhengyong with a puzzled expression and gave him a wink. Fang Zhengyong shook his head at her helplessly.

What did that head-shaking mean? The old lady was even more puzzled.

As the old lady was puzzled, Fang Xiaoran walked to the center of the ancestral hall, knelt down straight in front of her great-grandfather, kowtowed three times, and said in a heavy voice, "Granddaughter is unfilial. Great-grandfather is old and should be resting at home and unable to go out, but granddaughter has no other choice but to beg great-grandfather to uphold justice for my mother."

Upon hearing this, the old lady's expression changed drastically. However, with her great-grandfather present, she couldn't reprimand him directly. Instead, she put on a seemingly kind smile and said softly, "You silly girl, your grandfather is already so old, yet you still invited him here. If there's anything you need, you can just go directly to your grandmother and your father. Do you think we can just ignore it?"

Fang Xiaoran sneered: "The Wang family set fire to the North Residence and sent people to assassinate me, but my grandmother and father were able to gloss over it so easily. How dare I entrust my mother's injustice to you? In the end, not only will you not be able to clear my mother's name, but you will also send away the witnesses and never find them again."

"You..." The old lady was about to get angry when she was interrupted by the old man, who asked sternly, "Is there such a thing?"

The old man's words were clearly directed at Fang Zhengyong. Feeling a pair of icy eyes fixed on him, Fang Zhengyong immediately cupped his hands and said, "Don't listen to this girl's nonsense. Wang Shi has already been severely punished and is currently reflecting on her mistakes in Manchun Garden."

“Murder and arson only warrant a period of confinement for reflection. You, as a father, are truly just.” The old man’s voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was full of authority, making the old lady’s palms sweat profusely.

Fang Xiaoran, however, remained composed and defiant in helping Fang Zhengyong out of the predicament, saying, "Great-grandfather, there is no need to worry. I am already used to it. More than anything, I only ask to clear my mother's name. Please read these testimonies, and I will have someone bring the witnesses to you shortly."

After saying that, Fang Xiaoran presented the testimony. Fang Zhengyong knew exactly what was written in it. His expression changed drastically. When the old lady saw that his expression was not right and did not know what the so-called testimony was, she was anxious and confused. She would look up from time to time to try to take a look, but she was too far away from her grandfather and could not see what the dense words on the paper were.

The old man solemnly turned the pages of testimony, reading slowly as if trying to imprint every word deep into his mind. As time passed, his brows furrowed, and his face grew increasingly somber.

Fang Zhengyong and the old lady watched the changes in their great-grandfather's expression with bated breath, their hearts pounding in their chests.

At this crucial moment, since the patriarch did not speak, no one dared to be the first to speak, resulting in an unusually quiet atmosphere in the ancestral hall and an exceptionally solemn atmosphere.

The silence was broken when Wang and Fang Menghe suddenly barged in.