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Chapter 42 Granny Wang Takes the Blame

Chunxi unveiled those long-buried past events one by one.

Her mistress, Consort Sun, was a performer with a beautiful voice who could sing folk songs and would often coax the Marquis of Anyang to come to her courtyard.

Out of jealousy, Gu's mother took advantage of the Marquis of Anyang's absence on a long trip and beat her to death, then falsely accused Aunt Sun of having an affair.

Chunxi paused, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath, as if she wanted to release all the grief and pain that had been suppressed in her heart for so many years.

"My lord, when my concubine died, the blue bricks in the backyard were all soaked in blood."

Chunxi cried out in anguish, tears streaming down her face and onto her terrifying features.

Marquis Anyang frowned. He remembered that year when he was sent by the emperor to Song County to handle some matters. When he returned, Consort Sun had already died.

He hated that bitch for daring to cheat on him, so he didn't investigate further and just let her die.

But Chunxi's next words caused a storm to surge in the dark eyes of the Marquis of Anyang.

"And then there's Aunt Hu, who was also poisoned by someone ordered by the Lady of the Marquis. This slow-acting poison was put into her food, causing Aunt Hu's health to gradually decline."

"They also bribed the midwife to deliberately create chaos during the delivery, causing Aunt Hu to have a difficult labor, resulting in the deaths of both mother and child."

"It was because the master knew about this that the Lady of the Marquis killed him to silence him..."

Marquis Anyang's face grew increasingly gloomy. Hu Jin'er looked eight-tenths like that person, and it was true when she was young that she had developed some genuine feelings for him.

The Zizhu Pavilion where Baoling now lives bears witness to the Marquis of Anyang's favor towards Consort Hu.

He closed his eyes, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white.

There was a poisonous snake lying next to his pillow.

Bao Ling, standing to the side, showed a hint of smugness on her face, but quickly concealed it, and looked at Marquis Anyang with feigned concern.

Gu Cheng'an stared at his mother in shock.

He couldn't believe that his usually loving mother could commit such cruel acts, harming so many innocent lives.

"You lowly servant, how dare you slander me! Who instructed you to do this?"

Gu's mother now understands that Chu Ruohan, Baoling, and Aunt Zhao have joined forces to set up this scheme to bring her down.

Marquis Anyang opened his scarlet eyes, took one step at a time, and then two steps forward, grabbing Gu's mother's neck tightly.

"Poisonous woman..."

The veins on the Marquis of Anyang's forehead bulged, and he continued to increase the force in his hand.

Mother Gu stared in horror, struggling desperately, her hands gripping Marquis Anyang's hands tightly, trying to pry them open.

"My lord...you...you can't believe this lowly servant's one-sided story..." She managed to squeeze out a few words, her face turning purplish-red.

"Father, please calm down. There may be more to this than meets the eye." Gu Chengyan grabbed the Marquis of Anyang's arm, trying to free his mother from his grasp.

Gu Cheng'an also came to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward to pull An Yanghou back: "Father, even if Mother is wrong, she can't be so impulsive. Please let go first."

Marquis Anyang seemed not to hear him. "Hidden secrets? What other hidden secrets could there be?" he roared, his strength in his hand not diminishing at all.

Gu's mother's struggles gradually weakened, her vision began to blur, and her consciousness gradually faded.

Just as she was about to breathe her last, she heard a familiar shout.

"My lord, it was all done by this old servant, and has nothing to do with the lady."

Granny Wang's back was soaked in blood. She dragged her weak and swaying body, each step seemingly using all her strength.

The ground she walked on was stained with blood, leaving a trail of glaring bloody footprints.

Marquis Anyang released his grip, and Gu's mother collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, panting heavily.

“It was this old servant… This old servant hates them for taking the Marquis away from the Madam, which is why I committed these evil deeds. The Madam was completely unaware of them.”

Granny Wang's body trembled slightly, like a candle flickering in the wind, as if she might collapse at any moment, yet she held on to an unwavering belief.

She was already beyond saving, clinging to her last breath to clear the lady of suspicion.

"My lord, I have wronged the lady. I know I am guilty and am willing to die to atone for my sins. I only hope that you will not take your anger out on the lady."

A resolute glint appeared in Granny Wang's eyes. Before anyone could react, she mustered the last of her strength and staggered toward the pillar.

"boom……"

"Ah..." everyone exclaimed.

With a dull thud, Granny Wang's body went limp instantly, blood flowing from her forehead, slowly trickling down the pillar, mingling with the bloody footprints on the ground.

The splattered blood landed on Gu's mother's face.

Gu's mother stared blankly at Wang Mama, her lips trembling slightly. She crawled over and picked up Wang Mama's body.

"Mommy."

Mother Gu wept uncontrollably, her voice filled with sorrow. Her hands trembled incessantly as she tried to wipe the blood from Granny Wang's face, but only made the bloodstains spread further.

Gu Cheng'an and Gu Chengyan both stared wide-eyed. The nanny who had been with them since childhood was dead.

They knew Wang Mama's place in Gu's mother's heart, and seeing their mother so heartbroken, they didn't know how to comfort her.

Marquis Anyang frowned as he watched this scene. Although the anger in his heart was slightly calmed by Wang Mama's sudden taking the blame.

Looking at his mother's heartbroken state, he felt a mix of emotions. "Go to Ganlu Temple. It's a peaceful place. Cultivate yourself and recite scriptures every day to help those who died unjustly."

Marquis Anyang coldly uttered these words, then turned and left.

Sending her to a temple to become a nun is a form of punishment that's worse than letting her die.

It is clear that the Marquis of Anyang hated her and never wanted to see her again.

Gu Cheng'an breathed a sigh of relief. As long as his wife wasn't divorced, that was fine. Once his father calmed down, he could find an excuse to bring his mother back.

Bao Ling's lowered eyes were full of smugness, but she hid it well, and no one noticed.

As long as she's around, Lady Hou can forget about coming back. This wicked woman can be a nun for the rest of her life.

Mother Gu raised her head, her vicious gaze sweeping over Chu Ruohan, Baoling, and Aunt Zhao one by one.

Don't worry, Granny, I will definitely avenge you. I will never let you die in vain...

The play was over, and Chu Ruohan turned to leave, only to find that Granny Wang's blood had stained the floor of Zizhu Pavilion...

Chu Ruohan originally intended to return directly to Hongmeng Academy, but after turning past the artificial hill and walking to the corridor, she was stopped by Gu Chengan, who had rushed over.

Gu Cheng'an's face was grim, his eyes burning with anger. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you satisfied now?"

Chu Ruohan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. It seems that even Gu Cheng'an, that stupid brain of his, has finally come to his senses.

"Second brother, I'm just stating the facts."

Gu Cheng'an stared at her coldly, "You resent me for faking my death to escape the wedding and embarrass you, that's why..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Ruohan interrupted him bluntly: "I'm already married to your older brother."

After saying that, she paused slightly, a complicated look flashing in her eyes, and then said, "Du Ruoling was perfectly fine when she came back from the Yong Prince's mansion. Didn't you ever think about why the child was lost?"

Gu Cheng'an froze on the spot.

"pat..."

A raindrop hit Chu Ruohan's fair cheek, and she subconsciously tilted her head slightly. It was raining.

Counting the days, it's almost here...