"Miss, Zhu Fugui gave me fifty taels of silver, and that's the only reason I lent him the house. I didn't participate in anything else..." Before Zhu Fugui could respond, the leper tried to dodge the important issues and disassociate himself from the situation.

With a wave of her hand, she sealed the leper's mute acupoint and Yang Mengchen looked down coldly at Zhu Fugui.

"Let me go, and I will tell who all were involved in this matter!" Zhu Fugui clearly hadn't understood the situation and was still delusional enough to try to bargain.

Yang Mengchen remained unmoved, and instead, she swung her sword and cut deeply into both of Zhu Fugui's wrists.

Feeling his blood rushing out and his body gradually weakening, and thinking about how he would slowly die after losing the last drop of blood, Zhu Fugui realized for the first time how terrifying death could be. At the same time, he was horrified to find that Yang Mengchen had no intention of interrogating him; she was merely toying with him.

"I'll talk, I'll tell you everything!" Under the influence and tutelage of County Lord Zhu and his wife, Zhu Fugui had naturally developed a callous and selfish nature: "My father, mother, and sister were all involved in this matter. They said that only by doing this would Magistrate Xiao agree to marry Ms. Xiao to me and secure a lifetime of wealth and glory for me."

"Is that all?"

"Yes, it is."

Yang Mengchen gripped the bloody sword and placed it horizontally to Zhu Fugui's neck, at the carotid artery, with just enough pressure for him to feel the icy chill and sharpness of the blade.

Seeing the ghostly cold smile on Yang Mengchen's lips, and thinking that she might take his life at any moment, Zhu Fugui couldn't help screaming in panic: "I remember now, my father has always resented Magistrate Xiao for monopolizing the position of County Magistrate. He said that once Ms.

Xiao married into our family, he would find a way to get rid of Magistrate Xiao so that he could take his place."

"Anything else you're hiding had better be revealed in full detail. Should my patience run out, you know very well what will happen."

"Give me a moment to think."

Understanding that Yang Mengchen was not joking, Zhu Fugui racked his brain to recall: "I heard father tell mother that before the county examination, he gave Prefect Su of Qinghe three thousand taels of silver, and only then did Prefect Su appoint him as a scholar. Afterward, he gave another twenty thousand taels of silver, and Prefect Su promoted him to Senior Minister.

Every year father would present one thousand taels of silver as tribute to Prefect Su; also, mother secretly instructed my uncles and aunts to swindle money from Villager Yangliu to grease the wheels for father; my sister likes Chen Siyuan, but Chen Siyuan likes you instead, and out of jealousy, she often bullies you..."

Hearing that Prefect Su was actually accepting bribes, Long Xuanmo's face turned dark and forbidding. When he heard that Chen Siyuan liked the little lass, a dark, indistinguishable emotion flooded his eyes, and his heart was filled with a feeling called jealousy.

"I've confessed everything, please let me go now."

With a look that was both mocking and not, Yang Mengchen suddenly swung her sword and cruelly removed an important part from his lower body.

"Ah..."

The piercing scream had just started when it abruptly ceased. Zhu Fugui, who couldn't make a sound anymore, quickly fainted from the intense pain.

Every man present unconsciously tightened their legs—wasn't this a bit too brutal?

Staring at Yang Mengchen with wide eyes, Mo Ju's look was full of admiration and respect. Miss Yang was simply too powerful and imposing; she liked her.

Meanwhile, the leper collapsed to the ground, his face deathly pale and without a trace of blood, and a pool of foul-smelling liquid spread beneath him.

Several agonizing pains pierced through Zhu Fugui's body, which quickly brought him back to consciousness. Seeing Yang Mengchen crouching next to him, he was frightened and opened his mouth to scream. At that moment, a pill entered his mouth, melted instantly once inside, and left behind a strange, fragrant scent.

Do these people intend to spare him? Although he was no longer a man, as long as he was alive, he still held hope, still had the chance to look for an opportunity to deal with that bitch!

Seeing through Zhu Fugui's thoughts, Yang Mengchen's lips curled up into a bloodthirsty, cold smirk. She pulled out several Black Needles from his body, stood up, and, without the slightest mercy, slashed through the tendons in his hands and feet, and then cut off his tongue with her long sword.

Zhu Fugui was naturally in agony, as if oscillating between life and death, yet he was oddly energetic. His senses became sharper than usual, allowing him to feel the snapping of his tendons and the sound of his blood flowing ceaselessly outward. This experience was far more terrifying and desperate than death itself, yet he couldn't faint no matter how much he wished to.

Doctor Luo's study contained many medical books, including those on toxicology. However, Doctor Luo was kind-hearted and virtuous, so he kept those books out of reach. Yang Mengchen had stumbled upon them and not only did she study them thoroughly, but she also successfully concocted some poisons. Now, it seemed the effects were indeed very impressive.

"I'd really like to see what kind of methods and opportunities you could come up with to deal with me while still alive," Yang Mengchen said, before turning to Mo Yun, "Do you know where there is a performer's pavilion?"

"Take them to Chu Feng Building. Tell Pei Luoyan to have them serve twenty of the lowest, strongest clients every day, especially those with special tastes, and don't let them die." Mo Yun had not yet replied when Long Xuanmo coldly commanded, using the same method to cripple the leper.

Mo Yun, Mo Ju, and the Hidden Guards all secretly ridiculed: The Prince and Ms. Yang were truly a match made in heaven, both so ferocious and merciless. No, rather, they were decisive in their killings!

"With them in this... state," let alone serving clients, they probably won't even make it out of Yongchang Town alive, Mo Yun thought as he looked at Yang Mengchen.

Yang Mengchen took out her self-made antiseptic medicine and sprinkled it on Zhu Fugui and the leper's wounds. The bleeding stopped instantly, and the wounds began to heal at a pace visible to the naked eye. Mo Yun, Mo Ju, and the Hidden Guards' eyes gleamed with greed, as they were often injured, and with such a medicine, they would be able to recover quickly.

Two Hidden Guards appeared, picked up the two men, and vanished into thin air.

Long Xuanmo issued another order to Mo Ju, "Take the Zhu mother and daughter directly to the military camp, instruct Mo Feng to 'treat them well,' then go to the Punishment Hall."

"Understood!" Mo Ju respectfully accepted the command and turned to leave.

"Ms. Yang, are you satisfied with my method of execution? If you have any other ideas, feel free to suggest them," Long Xuanmo said, gazing deeply at Yang Mengchen.

Intuitively picking up the hint of appeasement in Long Xuanmo's voice, Mo Yun and the Hidden Guards all shuddered, while Mo Ju, who had reached the doorway, stumbled nearly falling over, hurriedly steadying himself and looking up at the clear sky.

The sky wasn't raining blood, so how had the usually cold-hearted Prince suddenly changed his ways?

And Prince, couldn't you have waited until I had left before saying that? You made me lose face in front of Ms. Yang. Now, she'll probably think even less of me.

"The Prince is wise and brave, I have no objections," Yang Mengchen said with a slight shake of her head, tossing the medicine bottle to Mo Ju, who turned back around.

Although Mo Ju had failed in protecting Xiao Wanxue, her nature wasn't bad. The punishments in the Punishment Hall were undoubtedly cruel; otherwise, Mo Ju would not have instinctively trembled at the thought. At least the medicine would make it more bearable for her.

Catching the medicine bottle reflexively, Mo Ju was first startled, then excitedly thanked her repeatedly, "Thank you, Ms. Yang!" She hurriedly secured the medicine in her chest, bowed deeply to Yang Mengchen, and then leaped away.

Mo Yun and the Hidden Guards looked at Mo Ju enviously, then turned their hopeful eyes to Yang Mengchen.

Unfortunately for them, Yang Mengchen ignored their gazes and slowly approached Yang Chengrong, speaking in a calm voice without a trace of emotion, "Big brother, what plans do you have?"

In this era where a woman's reputation was more important than anything, what awaited Xiao Wan Xue was either retirement to the family temple or death. Of course, there was another option, all depending on what her big brother chose.

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