Cold-faced Empress

After thinking for a moment, Fu Siying turned around and secretly took out four small wooden blocks from Qingyin's sleeve, then stuffed them into Mo Canglan's sleeve.

"Since you saw it, you have to take responsibility for cleaning up the mess."

Mo Canglan was too lazy to pay attention to Fu Siying, who treated him like a servant, and considered her words as nonsense.

Not getting his reply and worried that he might turn around and throw the wooden block back to the gate, Fu Siying hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and pulled him into the courtyard.

"Come on, I'll treat you to a show."

The play that the Prince of Mu was confident enough to invite him to watch was, of course, a magnificent and spectacular one.

When Fu Siying finally entered the courtyard, she heard gasps of breath rising and falling throughout the yard.

"How dare Prince Ning do such a foolish thing?"

"He drank to embolden himself. Didn't he say before that he wanted Fu Siying to 'repay him with her body'? Could it be that he didn't have the guts to offend Prince Mu, but couldn't swallow his anger, so he went after Fu Siying's cousin?"

"But I noticed that this young lady seemed quite affectionate towards Prince Ning. Tsk, what a mess. And why is Fu Yili in the courtyard too?"

"When the gate couldn't be broken down just now, Fu Siying was angrily questioning her, but I didn't hear Fu Yili give any explanation."

The house, now the focus of everyone's attention, was filled with a cacophony of wailing and angry shouts.

Ning Ruicheng, his eyes red and his lower body bare, was tightly holding Wei Lanling, refusing to let go, and constantly thrusting his hips. Wei Lanling, of course, was almost completely naked, and no matter how hard she cried and swung, she couldn't break free from Ning Ruicheng's hold. Instead, Ning Ruicheng would pull her hair and slap her to threaten her.

Little Li had gone mad, crying and wailing, constantly picking up clothes from the ground and wrapping them around Wei Lanling, but her trembling daughter repeatedly pushed them away.

While the people from the Prince of Wei’s mansion were trying to separate the two, they were also cursing at Wei Lanling and Xiao Li.

"Shameless slut, what despicable means did you use to harm my young master! You bitch, let go of her now! Beat this shameless slut to death!"

This is truly unfair to Wei Lanling. It's not that Wei Lanling wouldn't let go, but rather that Ning Ruicheng, in his drunken rage, possessed extraordinary strength. Even with six or seven women pulling at him together, they couldn't separate him from Wei Lanling.

When Fu Siying pulled Mo Canglan to the front, all she could see were two pale, naked bodies.

Unexpectedly witnessing such a thrilling scene, Fu Siying quickly turned her back.

First, he muttered "It's filthy," then he shouted angrily, "Aren't you ashamed? Nobody closed the door!?"

The people of the Prince of Wei's mansion aren't afraid of losing face. After all, he's the heir apparent, and Prince Ning is notoriously promiscuous. What's a little exposure of the prince's private parts compared to ruining the reputation of this shameless woman who seduced him!

"Why are you closing the door! What face does this shameless, wanton woman have left to lose!"

Fu Siying was too lazy to argue with the people from the Prince Wei's mansion. She faced Mo Canglan's chest. Seeing that Mo Canglan was staring blankly at the scene in front of him, she couldn't help but ask angrily, "Beautiful?"

Could it be that he fell deeply in love with Wei Lanling after seeing her body? If so, that love is truly tainted.

“It doesn’t look good,” Mo Canglan said, then added somewhat strangely, “It’s okay.”

Fu Siying assumed he meant, "Although it's not pretty, it's okay to look," and was speechless for a moment. Considering her own pride, she immediately pushed him away.