Cold-faced Empress

She had even kindly lit incense to cheer them up, but it still hadn't worked out!

Hearing Fu Siying's angry curses, Mo Canglan glanced at her sideways. Did this tigress know a little too much?

It seemed that Wei Lanling's virginity gave the Prince of Wei's mansion the courage to plead for her, and for a time, a wave of voices rose up.

Mo Canglan remained silent until the people from the Prince of Wei's residence calmed down again, then said, "Execute them."

"Prince Mu!" Prince Wei's eyes widened in fury. "My son has failed!"

Mo Canglan's gaze was icy: "I am punishing him for daring to harbor evil thoughts towards Miss Fu, not for whether he succeeded or not."

Prince Wei was stunned, then collapsed to the ground.

Yes, yes, the reason why things are so serious is that Ning Ruicheng intended to take advantage of Fu Siying, and it has nothing to do with his humiliation of Wei Lanling! If it were just a matter of humiliating Wei Lanling, given the status of the Prince Wei's mansion, it could have been resolved by agreeing to let Wei Lanling become his concubine, so why would it have escalated to this point!

Mu Wang's men dragged Ning Ruicheng away. Just as they were about to pull him out of sight, Fu Siying suddenly raised her voice and shouted, "Wait!"

Everyone paused, wondering what Fu Siying was planning. The people from the Prince Wei's residence watched her warily.

Fu Siying's expression was unfriendly. She turned to Mo Canglan and said, "After all, Prince Wei is related to you, Prince Mu. Castrating Prince Ning is tantamount to cutting off Prince Wei's lineage. I imagine you would not be able to bear it."

Mo Canglan remained expressionless, but he was subtly displeased by Fu Siying's sudden plea for leniency. This matter concerned his reputation; how could he not punish her severely? He couldn't help but think that Fu Siying had underestimated him.

However, Fu Siying changed the subject again: "But Prince Ning harbors evil intentions and dares to act on them. It would be an insult to Your Highness's dignity not to punish him severely. Perhaps..."

Amidst the conflicted gazes of the Prince of Wei's household, she said indifferently, "Postpone the punishment by one month to give Prince Ning a chance to have an heir."

Upon hearing this, both Prince Wei and Ning Ruicheng were taken aback. Although castration was still the intended course of action, at least it had been delayed, and there was at least some hope. The people of Prince Wei's residence hurriedly kowtowed repeatedly to Prince Mu, pleading, "We beg Prince Mu to grant us a month's grace! We beg Prince Mu to grant us a month's grace!"

Seeing that Prince Mu remained silent, Prince Wei hurriedly turned his desperate gaze to Fu Siying: "Siying, your uncle is grateful to you. Your uncle will certainly not mistreat you or your cousin! Please beg Prince Mu, Siying!"

Hearing that Prince Wei was indeed perceptive and offered to give her benefits, Fu Siying moved closer to Mo Canglan and secretly squeezed his cold fingers.

For a moment, she didn't feel too cold, which made Fu Siying realize, belatedly, that her hands hadn't warmed up since Mo Canglan had touched them.

Mo Canglan naturally realized that Fu Siying's hands were extremely cold.

Mo Canglan flicked her fingers away and said, "Strip him of his royal title and demote him to Marquis of Wei, with no right to hereditary succession."

Those few words plunged the courtyard into a deathly silence. The Prince of Wei's residence felt as if the sky had fallen. Yet, the Prince of Wei, his face ashen, still had to offer his thanks. Demoted from a prince to a marquis, losing even the hereditary right, all in exchange for the chance to have Ning Ruicheng remain as heir!

"Thank you, Prince Mu."

Fu Siying was furious that Mo Canglan would make such a demand, and she almost pinched him. She wanted to gain something for herself, not give Mo Canglan an excuse to punish the powerful families!

Mo Canglan repeatedly brushed Fu Siying's hand away, ignoring her protests.