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

Chapter 81 We Won’t Meet Again

As if he didn't expect her to be so calm, Zhou Shiran was stunned and just looked at her stupidly.

She forced a wry smile at him, and said helplessly and disappointedly: "I didn't say I wouldn't help you."

Suddenly, Zhou Shiran's mind seemed to suddenly wake up, and the hands holding her shoulders loosened. Even his eyes were a little unbelievable. After reacting for a long while, he trembled and said: "Are you telling the truth?"

Lin Mowan nodded, still smiling at him gently: "Of course, I love you so much, I am willing to do anything for you."

Zhou Shiran felt a warm feeling in his heart when he heard this. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Lin Mowan said, "You know what? The reason why I tried to sow discord between you and Qiao Niang is because I care about you. I don't want you to become someone else's. I just want you to belong to me alone."

Listening to her touching confession, Zhou Shiran was deeply moved. In his excitement, he held Lin Mowan's hand and cried like a child. While crying, he confessed: "Do you know? You are the only one who still loves me."

He went to ask Luo Qiao Niang for help yesterday, but Luo Qiao Niang still refused to see him, and even said that they had already divorced and he didn't want to see her again.

He was really tired. Now, after hearing Lin Mowan's words, he felt a little comforted. After a moment of silence, he gently embraced her in his arms again and whispered, "I'm sorry, Awan, I shouldn't have been so harsh to you just now."

Lin Mowan leaned in his arms, her eyes empty, but the words that came out of her mouth were: "It doesn't matter, how could I blame you, I will never blame you."

After a long time, he slowly let her go, and finally held her hand, saying affectionately: "I know that doing so will be unfair to you, but when I have established myself in Sheng'an, I will double compensate you."

Lin Mowan smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Seeing that she agreed so readily, Zhou Shiran seemed to have just thought of something, and quickly took out the prepared banknote from his arms and stuffed it into Lin Mowan's hand: "Awan, this is all my worth, thirty thousand taels, take it, I'll give it all to you, you must believe me, I'll wait for your good news."

Lin Mowan looked at him without saying anything, but silently clenched the thirty thousand taels. He looked around to make sure there was no one around, so he whispered to Lin Mowan, "Awan, I have to go first. Don't let anyone know that we met today."

Lin Mowan smiled and nodded, then asked him, "You came here alone, right? No one should know."

"Of course." He nodded, swallowing nervously: "I'm leaving."

He turned around and was about to leave, but Lin Mowan quickly followed him, not far behind him, and called out softly, "Brother Zhou."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shiran instinctively stopped and looked back. Almost the moment he turned around, Lin Mowan pounced on him. Before he could see clearly what Lin Mowan was holding in her hand, a dagger had already stabbed into his neck.

The pain instantly spread throughout his body. He pushed the man away in fear, and the knife that had stabbed into his neck was pulled out. The knife had hit the aorta, and in the blink of an eye, blood spurted out like a fountain.

Lin Mowan was pushed and staggered a few steps before she could barely stand still. From a distance, she looked coldly at Zhou Shiran who was struggling while holding his neck, his mouth and nose filled with blood.

He wanted to run, but the bleeding was too fast. Before he could run a few steps, he fell heavily to the ground, holding his wound tightly, twitching and struggling. He stared at Lin Mowan who was standing not far away and watching coldly, his eyes were full of pleading and asking for help, but Lin Mowan seemed to be blind, holding the bloody dagger in her hand, standing there in a daze.

After a while, the person lying on the ground gradually lost the room to struggle, his pupils gradually dilated, until he was no longer alive. At this time, Lin Mowan slowly walked forward and looked down at the corpse in front of her.

She raised her hand and wiped the blood off her face, then looked around calmly to make sure no one saw her. Then, she put down the dagger in her hand temporarily, dragged the body all the way to the river, and tied it with stones.

After taking a last look at him, Lin Mowan sighed softly and said, "Pei Jingjian, we will never see each other again." After that, she pushed the man into the lake, and then pushed the stone in as well. Finally, she turned around and used the mud beside her to clean up the large bloodstains on the ground, and then went to the river to wash the blood off her face and hands.

In fact, she knew very well that doing so would not prevent others from discovering the body, but at least it would not be discovered so early. By buying more time, the truth of what happened back then would have a better chance of being revealed and announced to the world.

When she went back, she had already dealt with everything and got on the carriage. The carriage moved slowly forward. On the way back, she kept thinking about the past.

There is Lin Yirou, Pei Jingjian, the night that changed her life, and the cold expression on Jiang Wenqing's face when he held young Jiang Ruixue and said he didn't know her.

Also, when she was first fished out of the river, it was a few kind fishermen who took her home to nurse her back to health.

When she first woke up, she looked at herself in the mirror and felt strange. When questioned by others, she could only repeat over and over again: "My father is the current Prime Minister Jiang Wenqing."

At first, they thought that Lin Mowan had hit her head. After all, there was a very long wound on her head, and her head was wrapped in thick gauze. It was obvious that she had suffered a serious injury.

But later, she said it every day, and some people believed her. They asked her to write her name and then go to help find the person. In the end, they really found the person.

She would never forget the way Jiang Wenqing looked at her at that time. It was so complicated, as if he had all kinds of emotions except happiness. That look seemed to be asking her why she was still alive, why she didn't die, why she wanted people to look for her, and why she was so reluctant to delete it.

But in the end, perhaps because he was afraid that Lin Mowan's behavior would become known to everyone, he suppressed his anger, took her away, and let her live in the original courtyard.

He had originally promised to visit her every week, but it seemed that this was a promise to Lin Mowan, but to Jiang Wenqing, it was just a casual remark to comfort her.

He didn't come in the first week, nor in the second week. In the third week, she met Pei Jingjian again. He still called her Sister Awan, and she saw the joy of reunion in his eyes.

He held her, crying with joy, as if he had endless things to say. She couldn't even express how happy she was. She was very confused at that time, and the lack of memory made her feel very insecure.

It was like she was grasping at straws, begging him not to abandon her, but in the end he just used her as a stepping stone and a bargaining chip.

Lin Mowan was just thinking about it when the carriage that was running normally suddenly stopped.