Half an hour ago.
Mrs. Lin invited a theatrical troupe. After dinner, she invited Di Mingye to the front yard to watch the show. Di Mingye didn't decline as it was Chinese New Year's Eve.
The theatrical troupe was making a lively din with their musical instruments. Just as they were watching with great interest, Qiuyue, the head maid of Di Tingyu, rushed forward and whispered something in Mrs. Lin's ear.
Mrs. Lin immediately stood up in horror. "What did you say?"
Di Mingye was confused. "Madam, what happened?"
Mrs. Lin turned around and cried. "My lord, Qiuyue said that Tingyu suddenly vomited and had diarrhea. The doctor was summoned, and the doctor said that Tingyu was poisoned!"
"What?" Di Mingye was shocked. "Let's go to Fengxi Courtyard!"
In Fengxi Courtyard, Mrs. Lin looked at the unconscious Di Tingyu. Her face was blue and her lips were purple. She knew that Tingyu had been poisoned by the very poison that was originally intended for Di Lanmo. But she didn't know where things had gone wrong!
Previously, in order to clear herself of suspicion, she had specifically sent Qingque to fetch the cup that had long been smeared with poison. But why had her own daughter been the one to be poisoned? Mrs. Lin secretly hated in her heart. "I don't believe I can't get rid of that little girl!"
Mrs. Lin turned around and knelt in front of Di Mingye, crying piteously. "My lord, Qiuyue said that Tingyu didn't touch any snacks or water after she came back. She had been embroidering a handkerchief in her room all the time! She ate and drank tea right under our noses, and we're all fine. Except—"
Mrs. Lin paused and her voice became more determined. "When she apologized to Mo'er, Mo'er turned around and blocked our view. It must be that Mo'er still hated Tingyu in her heart and poisoned her tea at that time! My lord! Mo'er is so cruel at such a young age. Please seek justice for Tingyu!"
After Mrs. Lin said this, Di Mingye also remembered that Di Lanmo had indeed turned her back to them at that time. He said, "You go with a few people and bring Mo'er here. I'll question her myself!"
Mrs. Lin lowered her head and smiled triumphantly. "Yes. I'll go right away!"
Back at Wenjing Pavilion.
Di Lanmo stood up and scanned the servants and maids with clubs in their hands, glaring at her. She said coldly, "I wonder what mother means by this! It's not good to fight and kill on Chinese New Year's Eve, is it?"
Mrs. Lin snorted. "Di Lanmo, you're so vicious at such a young age, harming your own sister. My lord asked me to arrest you for questioning! Are you going to come with me on your own, or do I have to 'invite' you?"
Di Lanmo raised her willow eyebrows slightly and pretended to be innocent. "Harming my sister? Where did mother get this from? Well! The innocent has nothing to fear. I'm not like mother, who is best at shifting the blame! Let's go!"
In Fengxi Courtyard, as soon as Di Lanmo stepped into the courtyard, a loud shout came. "Kneel down!"
Di Mingye was standing in front of Di Tingyu's room, his face gloomy.
Di Lanmo asked him in confusion, "I wonder what mistake your daughter has made that father is so eager to question me without distinguishing right from wrong?"
Mrs. Lin answered behind her. "You harbored a grudge against your sister for a little mistake she made before. Even after she apologized to you, you still wouldn't let her go. You poisoned her tea while she was apologizing to you!"
"It was her own fault that she lost face in front of everyone before!" Di Lanmo retorted coldly. "It wasn't my face that was lost. Why would I harm her for such a trivial matter! It was you who said that she should apologize to me. So I obliged. Now you're saying that I wanted to harm her? It's ridiculous!"
Di Lanmo looked at Di Mingye. "Father, do you also suspect that I deliberately wanted to harm her like mother?" Perhaps the emotions of the original owner in her body were still there. Di Lanmo's voice had a hint of a sob.
In the darkness on the roof of Fengxi Courtyard, a completely black figure was hidden in the night. One had to look closely to see the slight protrusions. The black - shadow watched the farce in the courtyard without moving. Just as he was about to turn his head to observe the surroundings, he heard a cold shout. "Could it be that your sister drank the poison herself and framed you?"
Hearing Di Mingye's words that didn't distinguish right from wrong, Di Lanmo murmured to herself. "So all along, father, you never thought of believing me. If that's the case, what else do I have to say?"
Seeing her expression, Di Mingye actually thought that Di Lanmo had admitted that she had poisoned Di Tingyu. Seeing this, Mrs. Lin quickly ordered, "The eldest miss is so vicious, harming her own sibling. If she's not taught a lesson, she'll never amount to anything! Jinfang!"
"Madam!"
"Take her away and give her thirty boards!"
Jinfang and the servants were about to step forward to control Di Lanmo when they were frightened by her fierce look. They had always known that the eldest miss had changed a lot recently, but they didn't expect her to have such a terrifying look.
Di Lanmo scanned the surroundings and looked at Di Mingye with a murderous look in her eyes. "Let's see who dares to move! I'm the future princess of the Prince of Qin. If you hurt me, who can bear the consequences?"
Sure enough, Di Mingye hesitated. The betrothal gifts sent by the Prince of Qin that day were so numerous that it was obvious how much the Prince of Qin valued Di Lanmo.
Seeing him hesitate, Mrs. Lin secretly cursed that this man who had come back from the battlefield was not as decisive as she was! She stepped forward directly and said, "My lord, we must teach Mo'er a lesson! If you're frightened by a little girl, where will your face be put in the future!"
Mrs. Lin gave Di Lanmo a cold look and continued. "Embroidery needles are very thin. If you prick them on the body, there will be no trace at all. Even if she goes to complain to the Prince of Qin in the future, the Prince of Qin won't cause trouble for his father - in - law because of an old and uncertain injury!"
Mrs. Lin spoke in a low voice, but with Di Lanmo's hearing ability, how could she not hear clearly? She looked at Di Mingye, only to see Di Mingye nodding in agreement after thinking for two seconds.
"Ah - " Di Lanmo took two steps back in disbelief. Although she had already known from the previous incident that Di Mingye favored Mrs. Lin and Di Tingyu more than her, the daughter of his late first wife.
She never thought that his bias would be so extreme!
He didn't even want to find out the basic facts. He just so casually and directly convicted her!
He didn't dare to beat her with boards because of the might of the Prince of Qin, but he listened to Mrs. Lin's words and used thin needles to prick her!
"Ha, Di Lanmo, do you see? This is your biological father!" Di Lanmo murmured.
Biological father? These four words were like a joke at this moment, making her laugh out loud. But that laughter was full of disappointment and grief, colder than a heart - rending cry!
Facing the extremely disappointed look in his own flesh and blood's eyes, Di Mingye strode forward.
Di Lanmo's expression brightened, and there was still a glimmer of hope in her eyes that her father would choose to believe her again.
But she saw Di Mingye walking past her expressionlessly, bringing a gust of cold wind that made Di Lanmo's heart feel cold.
This coldness made Di Lanmo shiver.
Compared with this, the winter frost was nothing!
Di Lanmo's heart ached sharply, as if a sharp needle had pierced into her heart. With every breath, more air turned into needles piercing into her heart. In extreme pain, she lost her strength and fell to the ground.
Taking this opportunity, Mrs. Lin looked at Jinfang. Jinfang understood and took out a needle - case from her pocket. She pulled out a needle and stabbed it into Di Lanmo's lower back and thigh!
The needles constantly stabbing into her body were not as painful as the 'needles' piercing through the blood vessels in her heart.
The pain was so intense that she could hear a faint figure in her heart crying desperately.
The pain made her curl up, as if by doing so she could wrap that little figure in her arms and bring a little warmth to each other to resist the cold winter brought by her "biological father".
In the shadow on the roof, the black - clothed man watched the woman curled up on the ground below. He was just about to fly back to the Prince of Qin's mansion to report to the prince when he stopped. Having served his master for many years, he naturally knew his master's temperament!
His master had never been interested in creatures like women who only knew how to cry. His master had sent him to watch over her just because she was his master's fiancée. A small matter like her being beaten by her family was not worth bothering his master about!
Thinking of this, the black - shadow squatted back to his original position and continued to carry out the task of observing Di Lanmo!
After Di Lanmo was taken back to Wenjing Pavilion, Di Mingye ordered that she be confined in Wenjing Pavilion for three days to reflect on her mistakes before leaving. Only then did the black - shadow slowly take out a small piece of paper and write down everything he had heard that day meticulously. After writing, he made two "coo" sounds. A black pigeon flew in the air. The black - shadow put the note into a small tube and let go. The pigeon flew towards the Prince of Qin's mansion.