The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 72: As long as the goal is achieved, the means are not important
I think Gongshu Tingyue should have noticed something was wrong. Even though she was not particularly smart, she still had some tricks up her sleeve. Otherwise, how could Jiang Wenqing, who had not been a loyal person for so many years, have only had Tong Yuhua as his concubine?

Facing Gongshu Tingyue's direct exposure, Lin Mowan did not show the panic that Gongshu Tingyue had expected. Instead, she looked a little confused and blinked her big eyes innocently. She didn't look like she knew anything about this matter.

She sat on a chair nearby, eyes full of shock and disbelief: "Madam, why did you accuse me of this unfounded crime? How could I possibly hurt the young lady? You really misunderstood me."

Upon hearing this, Gongshu Tingyue's suspicion increased instead of decreasing. In the past, she didn't care about it, but now thinking back, this guy's disguise was really good. He really looked harmless, and any man would find it difficult to control himself when seeing his pitiful appearance.

But the more she acted like this, the more frightening Gongshu Tingyue felt that this person was. She gritted her teeth, obviously not buying her tricks, and asked directly: "Miss Lin, there are only you and me here. Even if you don't act like this, no one will see through you, and no one will know your true identity, so stop pretending."

She was very sure that under Lin Mowan's harmless appearance, there was definitely another face, and she came here today just to tear off her skin.

But even though she had made it so clear, Lin Mowan still had those big innocent eyes. Gongshu Tingyue even saw a hint of helplessness in her eyes. If Gongshu Tingyue didn't know what kind of person she was, he would probably be confused by her.

Seeing that Gongshu Tingyue was a little angry, Lin Mowan lowered her eyes, like a child who had made a mistake, pursed her lips, and whispered: "I'm sorry, Madam, I don't know how I made you unhappy. If it's about the old lady allowing me to go back to the Xiangfu, then I won't go back. Don't be angry."

These words were not very lethal, but they were enough to make Gongshu Tingyue, who had guessed her true face, feel disgusted. Sure enough, as soon as Lin Mowan finished speaking, she could no longer control herself and slammed the table and stood up.

Lin Mowan, like a frightened deer, also stood up from her chair and huddled in place, shivering like a frightened bird, with a look of fear on her face.

This acting really stunned Gongshu Tingyue, and she couldn't find a way to vent for a while. This was completely different from the result she expected. The other party was not at all panicked and terrified after his lies were exposed, nor did he wait for her to use his status as a princess to put pressure on her and make her kneel at his feet and beg for mercy.

She looked so scared, but also seemed to reveal a sense of innocence and stubbornness. Her eyes that seemed to be filled with melancholy and her face that looked as broken as a withered flower did not convey any anger at all.

Gongshu Tingyue quickly calmed down and glanced around. There was no one around. Even if she took action now and arrested her, even if she had to torture her, she would have to make her tell the truth herself.

Thinking about this, the anger on Gongshu Tingyue's face receded little by little, and finally he curled up the corners of his lips and gave an order: "Come here, arrest her for this princess!"

After saying that, they waited for a long while, but no one came in from outside. Lin Mowan turned around and glanced at the empty doorway. Gongshu Tingyue seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

She looked around suspiciously, panicked, and raised her voice, shouting with full force: "Someone! Where have you all been?! Come out to me now!"

But the response she got was still silence. Gong Shu Tingyue's eyes turned cold, and his eyes full of murderous intent fell on Lin Mowan. At this time, Lin Mowan just sat back in the chair slowly with an indifferent expression.

She even crossed her legs leisurely, leaned lightly on the back of the chair, supported her chin with one hand, and looked at Gong Shu Tingyue who was sitting on the seat and roaring with interest, completely losing the fear and helplessness she had just felt.

Gongshu Tingyue narrowed his eyes dangerously: "It's you!!"

Lin Mowan smiled lightly and said nothing, even arrogantly: "So what? This is Ziteng Garden, not the Prime Minister's residence, nor your Princess's residence. Even if I let you die here, no one else will know." Facing her distorted attitude, Gongshu Tingyue narrowed his eyes again and sneered: "This is your true self, Lin Mowan, you are so hypocritical."

Hearing this, Lin Mowan laughed out loud, but did not deny it. After she stopped laughing, she spoke softly, "As long as the goal can be achieved, the means are not important. Madam, isn't it the same for you? In a sense, you and I are the same kind of people."

The same ruthlessness, the same unscrupulousness, as long as the goal is achieved, it is worth sacrificing everything, and if it cannot be obtained, it will be destroyed.

As they spoke, their eyes met, each with its own ulterior motives. Neither of them was willing to give in easily. But no matter how long it took, Lin Mowan always looked fearless, so Gongshu Tingyue's heart inevitably began to waver.

She had killed quite a few people, but none of them were done in an upright manner. Most of them were the mistresses that Jiang Wenqing had kept over the years, especially when they had just gotten married. Every ten days or half a month, her people would find one and report to her. She was angry, but didn't want to let go, so she could only kill these vixens for him.

He has been much more well-behaved in the past few years, and her people have hardly noticed that he has gone out to look for those vixens again. She originally thought that, in the end, Jiang Wenqing finally understood her good intentions and stopped opposing her.

But now, looking at Lin Mowan in front of him, a terrible idea suddenly popped up in Gongshu Tingyue's mind. She looked at the smiling woman in front of her with some disbelief. Thinking of how Jiang Wenqing strongly opposed the old lady's betrothal to Jiang Youxi, Gongshu Tingyue suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in her heart.

Seeing that Gongshu Tingyue's eyes were gradually becoming strange and hateful when he looked at her, Lin Mowan knew that she must be thinking about something else, so she smiled helplessly and said, "Madam, don't worry, I have no interest in the old man. Besides, do you think I look like I'm short of money?"

Upon hearing this, Gongshu Tingyue glanced hesitantly at her. She was wearing a long dress with wide sleeves made of the finest silk gauze. Her black hair was half tied up and matched with a few simple silver hairpins. Together with the decoration of Zither Garden, she looked low-key but elegant.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Lin Mowan is an orphan with no relatives and no one to rely on. If her ancestors had not left her with enough property, or if she had not had enough status and connections, she would not have been able to live such a comfortable life in these years when ordinary women have a hard time.

Unless, she has a financial sponsor.

But from Lin Mowan's contemptuous words, Gongshu Tingyue could be sure of one thing: Lin Mowan's financial backer was not Jiang Wenqing.

Thinking of this, Gongshu Tingyue breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Lin Mowan seemed a little different from those women who she could easily get rid of by just sending people to do it. If she really was that, then she believed that she was destined to be entangled with this person for a long time in the future.

But after ruling out this suspicion, Gong Shu Tingyue became more and more confused: "Since you said you have nothing to do with my master, then why did you come to the Jiang family? Why did you want to harm my son and my daughter?!"

Lin Mowan looked at her and lowered her eyes thoughtfully. Gongshu Tingyue was not in a hurry either, but just waited quietly for her to give an answer.

Why? Maybe he wanted you to experience the feeling of losing your loved one. After all, she was in so much pain at that time, and her mother was also in pain. How could Gongshu Tingyue, the culprit, live so comfortably?

Since the law is powerless, she will seek justice on her own.

(End of this chapter)