Chong Chong slightly opened her small mouth, blinked blankly, and turned back to look at Wu Yaowen with a surprised expression.
She thought this NPC didn’t have the courage to speak, but she had underestimated him.
Mo Ruhui narrowed his eyes, staring at Wu Yaowen for a long time.
A trace of barely perceptible murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but in an instant, he put on a kind and amiable expression and said, “This young friend, I have some matters to attend to. Please wait outside for now.”
Chen Xiaoyan squinted her eyes and stood quietly aside, watching the show.
Seeing both Xianzi’s gazes focused on him, Wu Yaowen gained great courage.
He stared firmly at Mo Ruhui.
Then, he bowed respectfully with clasped hands and said, “Lord Prime Minister, I have three questions. I hope you can answer them.”
“Speak.”
“First question: Lord Prime Minister, do you know that today on Yong’an Street, a carriage caused the deaths and injuries of over a dozen innocent civilians?”
Mo Ruhui smiled ambiguously and nodded. “I just learned of it.”
“Second question: Lord Prime Minister, do you know that today on Yong’an Street, Miss Mo personally struck down a poor mother?”
Mo Ruhui’s expression gradually became unnatural.
When Chen Xiaoyan heard this, she had a sudden inspiration and quickly spoke up first.
“Oh? Is that so? You’re Wu Yaowen, right? Don’t make baseless accusations without evidence. How could the Prime Minister’s daughter be such a vicious person?”
These words immediately darkened the Prime Minister’s face.
He understood that these two Sect disciples were determined to meddle in this muddy water.
“To answer Xianzi, I was not the only one who saw it. Every word I say is true. Xianzi can go and ask, and you will know.”
As he spoke, he again bowed deeply to Mo Ruhui with clasped hands.
“I beg the Lord Prime Minister to seek justice for that poor mother and daughter.”
At these words, the three people immediately looked at Mo Ruhui.
‘If it were normal times, he wouldn’t bother with a lowly commoner like Wu Yaowen.’
‘Since you care so much about that mother and daughter, you can go down to accompany them. After all, to the Mo Clan, the disappearance of a scholar is insignificant.’
‘Dead is dead, even if the news gets out, it’s fine.’
‘In this day and age, there’s no trouble that money can’t solve. Then use silver to hire a group to spread rumors, and this matter will naturally pass.’
‘No one would be stupid enough to oppose the Prime Minister for a mere scholar. That’s no different from seeking death.’
‘But because of the presence of Chen Xiaoyan and Chong Chong, Mo Ruhui now dared not make a move openly.’
‘Moreover, these two Sect disciples were Shen Qingqing’s apprentices.’
‘With the Tianxiang Sect’s protective nature, once he acted, he would absolutely repeat the mistake of Prince Jin from forty years ago.’
‘Back then, the Former Emperor couldn’t do anything about those hypocritical women, let alone His Majesty, who now is close to the Tianxiang Sect.’
‘The people wouldn’t speak for him either, not even a single word.’
Seeing Mo Ruhui fall into silence, Chen Xiaoyan gave Wu Yaowen a look.
The latter immediately understood her intention.
He bowed again and shouted, “I beg the Lord Prime Minister to seek justice!”
Mo Ruhui closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Then he opened his eyes and smiled.
“I thought this girl had only injured passersby, but I didn’t expect she would be so lawless and reckless with human life. Xianzi, rest assured, I will have my daughter come out to explain. If it is true, I will punish her severely without leniency.”
Although the accusation was made by the scholar, he answered Chen Xiaoyan.
Obviously, he looked down on Wu Yaowen’s commoner status and disdained to explain anything to him.
After speaking, Mo Ruhui’s expression turned stern.
He shouted outward, “Guards!!!”
“Family Head, what are your orders?”
Two household guards walked in with their left hands on the longswords at their waists, then knelt on one knee.
“Call the young miss here.”
“Yes.”
After giving the order, Mo Ruhui resumed his smiling face.
He extended his hand towards the chairs on one side.
“Two Xianzi, please take a seat and have some tea. Wait a moment. My daughter will be here soon.”
“Thank you.”
Chen Xiaoyan nodded and sat down with Chong Chong.
Only Wu Yaowen remained standing alone.
With his status, he naturally had no right to sit.
He had enough self-awareness for that.
After a moment, a maidservant brought tea, but Chong Chong stopped Chen Xiaoyan from drinking.
Seeing Chen Xiaoyan’s puzzled expression, Chong Chong shook her head slightly with a grave face.
The latter could only helplessly put the teacup back on the tea table.
Then, she gave her a speechless glance and sent a private chat message.
[Chen Xiaoyan: You’re being a bit too cautious, girl.]
Chong Chong’s mouth curled slightly, and she replied.
[Chong Chong: Hehe, better safe than sorry. This old guy is not a good person.]
[Chen Xiaoyan: That’s true too.]
[Chong Chong: Also, Sister Xiaoyan, if this guy gets desperate later, what do we do? We can’t fight that Grandmaster martial artist outside.]
Once we enter combat, we won’t be able to teleport.
Then we won’t be able to escape at all.
[Chen Xiaoyan: Calm down. I’ve already thought about it. If we can’t fight, we’ll call for backup.]
[Chong Chong: What if we get one-shot killed?]
[Chen Xiaoyan: What else can we do? As long as Mo Ruhui makes a move, we won’t even need to act. The Mo Manor will surely be wiped out.]
[Chong Chong: Mm, but try not to die if possible. Losing a level is really painful now.]
[Chen Xiaoyan: We’ll take it step by step.]
“Father, what are you calling me for?”
At this moment, a voice as clear as an oriole suddenly came from outside.
The two ended their private chat and looked outside the living room.
As the voice fell, a woman like a mortal fairy slowly came into view.
Now Mo Nichang was not wearing the Phoenix Dress, but a light pink wide-sleeved chest-high ruqun.
Her hands were folded in front of her abdomen, and she walked with a light step.
Her pretty face wore a naive and brilliant smile.
No matter how you looked at her, she didn’t seem like a vicious woman who killed without care.
Is Mo Nichang pretty?
Yes, very pretty.
Among the countless beauties in Shangjing, the capital of Great Song, she could rank in the top few.
But Wu Yaowen felt that this appearance that could make fish sink and geese fall made him sick.
A woman with a heart like a viper and scorpion, no matter how beautiful, she was still black inside.
“Ni’er, answer honestly. Did you personally kill someone on Yong’an Street?”
Mo Ruhui’s eyes were sharp and his expression stern, as if he were interrogating a criminal.
“I…”
Mo Nichang bit her lip lightly, hesitating.
“Answer me.”
Mo Nichang closed her eyes and knelt on the ground.
“Father, punish Ni’er. It was all because Ni’er couldn’t control her emotions, which led to this great disaster.”
Mo Ruhui snorted coldly.
“Why couldn’t you control your emotions?”
“Ni’er was in a hurry to return home. She insisted on pulling Ni’er and wouldn’t let go, and even tore the Zhaoxia Phoenix Dress that Brother Mu gave Ni’er. Ni’er was momentarily overwhelmed by anger and…”
As she spoke, Mo Nichang lowered her head and fell silent.
“Zhaoxia Phoenix Dress? This is an imperial gift. Ordinary people cannot touch it. Sigh, but you shouldn’t have killed her and put that woman to death.”
Mo Ruhui sighed repeatedly, his tone gradually softening.
“Imperial gift?”
Chen Xiaoyan’s mouth curled into a cold smile.
‘Mo Ruhui is deliberately reminding me.’
‘A commoner dares to tear an imperial gift, so she deserves to die.’
‘And it seems we have all been led into this old fox’s rhythm.’
‘Thinking carefully, isn’t this just an interrogation, an execution of family discipline?’