The Lady's Sickly Husband Chapter 141: Who is She?

After all, the official worked under the foot of the Emperor. In a short while, he collected his thoughts and satirized, "Miss. Mo is quite a lady. I'm Wang Jiasheng, the mayor of the capital city. To ensure the safety of the city is my duty. Do you think I'm qualified enough to invite you to my office to make all this clear?"
Mo Qianxue gazed at him, countenance unchanged, in a voice not very loud but powerful, "I've already made it clear. The rogues trying to offend a noble lady should be sentenced to death. Did Mr. Wang hear it clearly?" The question contained obvious threatening. At this moment, an imposing manner was crucial.
Mr. Wang laughed, "Yes, Miss. Mo has said it clearly, but before a trial, how could I judge whether these people are rogues or not? Miss, you'd better follow me to my office."
Mo Qianxue gently supported her forehead with her hand, swung a little, pretending to be exhausted, "Sorry, I'm tired now after expressing my greetings to her majesty. If Mr. Wang wants a trial, you can ask those beggars."
The capital mayor was an unusual position but only ranked the fifth. Yet, a duke belonged to the super-level. By repeatedly inviting her to the government office meant bullying a daughter whose parents had deceased and disregarding of the superior and noble privileges.
If she really went there, that would be a shame. That place was easy to get in and difficult to get out!
However, Mo Qianxue didn't want to build an enemy for herself because this man held power that couldn't be underestimated even though his position wasn't high. One more friend, and one more road to take. Across the capital city, her enemies were all over there. Ning Shaoqing was yet to be found, so currently, a local head would be very useful in certain cases.
Since she wanted a good relation and at the same time she couldn't follow him back, she must turn him down in a tactical way. To mention the Empress was to suppress his arrogance on the one hand, and on the other hand to remind him of the glorious affection she possessed.
Although now there was hatred between she and the Empress, others didn't know it, so the Empress could be used to scare him.
As she expected, upon hearing the Empress, Mr. Wang, not clear of the attitude of the imperial family, didn't insist and only, annoyed, ordered, "Come and take the beggars on the ground back to the office. I'll make a trial later."
Mo Qianxue disdained him to herself but put on a sorry face and shook her head, "I'm afraid it's too late. The rogues should be sentenced according to law, so my guards have done you a favor in advance."
The she turned to enjoin Awu, "Take the officers to check whether there are still alive ones so that Mr. Wang can make a trial later."
Asan didn't even look back and replied immediately, "Lady, they are all dead already."
Mr. Wang looked gloomy, but Mo Qianxue didn't care, "Mr. Wang. You see, these people are all dead. Do you need to double check it?"
Now she must confirm it with him and let the mayor's people admit on their own that these people were all dead before she could rest assured.
If he got the corpses back to the office, and some of them suddenly turned "alive" and testified, then her effort would be futile again.
Mr. Wang took Mo Qianxue's words with a grain of salt, so he gave a look to the officers.
The officers quickly started to check the breath of those beggars and then regretfully shook their head at Mr. Wang.
The gloom on the face of Mr. Wang instantly was replaced by a trace of slyness: hem! It didn't matter that what he took back were corpses.
"Take the corpses back and invite the post-mortem examiner." This was a standard procedure, which he believed that this house-bound noble lady had no reason to prevent him.
As long as the corpses were in his hand, and there wasn't a third party present, he had numerous ways to let some of them turn "alive" and leave some testimony.
Mo Qianxue sneered to herself seeing he still insisted to take back these bodies, but her expression remained the same gentle.
"If Mr. Wang wants to take away these people from me, then please sign a document for me in case that later some of them turned alive and talked nonsense…"
Her tone was still neither too loud nor low, neither hasty nor slow, but already stunned Mr. Wang who had turned away complacently.
Mr. Wang turned back suddenly and stared at Mo Qianxue.
This woman's mind was even more sophisticated than a man to predict every possibilities. She was horrible!
Obviously the reason why she could remain so calm in this situation must because of the one behind her. How did he forget that she had the Feng family propping her up? She wasn't playing a lone hand. If he got involved in the fight, probably he would die without knowing why.
Let her go and fight with the secret person.
Anyway, here was a result already. He took the money and and had completed his task. As for who that person would do next wasn't his business. Why didn't he just run with the water and do her a favor?
Thinking it through, Mr. Wang's ashy face instantly took on a bright flowery smile, "You're right Miss. Mo. I'll sign a proof document that all those I take back are corpses. None of them is alive."
The last word was articulated long, obviously in an attempt to let Mo Qianxue understand what he meant and his favor.
Hearing the pleasing intention in his words, Mo Qianxue made a small smile too and talked formalities, "Then, thank you Mr. Wang. I'll definitely go to visit you some time."
Then, Mo Qianxue turned away and walked to the carriage. The rest would be tackled by nanny Mo. She didn't need to worry.
Mr. Wang folded his fists as goodbye, his attitude completely different from when he had showed up, "Great, great. That'll be my honor!"
Since the mayor wanted to do her a favor, he wouldn't stir up troubles in the remaining work. He commanded the officers to sign a document and clear the road for her and let her go.
After this incident, when she got back to the Founder mansion, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Upon getting back, nanny Mo ordered people to prepare hot bath water and asked two trustworthy servant girls to serve Mo Qianxue and clean away the bad luck.
By the way, Mo Qianxue also enjoyed the excellent massage of these two girls, after which all her sore and tense muscles were relaxed.
After the massage, Mo Qianxue, previously exhausted, felt refreshed and energetic again. She couldn't help exclaiming that it would be indeed difficult to go from extravagance to austerity. The life with people serving her was indeed very comfortable.
Today, the city mayor had collected the corpses, and tomorrow someone would surely let the incident known to the Emperor.
The Emperor was sure to fly into a fury since so many people died once in his capital…
In the past when she was in the Wang village, although there were many villagers who tired to seize her property, most of them were innocent and simple.
Even some had evil plans against her, they hadn't caused any huge troubles, which even didn't need her to spend time or energy to deal with. Therefore, what she had always wanted was a peaceful and fruitful life. Since coming to this world, she hadn't really racked her brain to make any calculation.
However, now things were different.
The path before her was paved with swords. If she wanted to survive, she must step on the tips of the swords and then stabbed the swords back to the ones who tried to harm her and Ning Shaoqing.
As she was pondering all the possible actions the Emperor might take and all the possible accidents that might occur, the butler had gathered all the people with a position in the hall to wait for lady.
Tomorrow can't be predicted, but today's matter must be dealt with… To launch a war outside, one must clean his house first. She understood this.
The Founder mansion must resume its former status, an iron bucket preventing even a needle or a drop of water to sneak in, where all the people stood in unison.
**
On this evening. The capital appeared to be the same as usual, lit up with candle lights and lanterns, teemed with singing and dancing.
However, hidden current surged up in the dark…
How could it be possible that such a huge incident was hid from those inquiring eyes? The several major power also had worked out new plans as this new chess piece arrived.
Either to escape from the Empress's hand or to slaughter the trouble-makers on the street required courage, wisdom and decisiveness.
Some regarded Mo Qianxue as reckless and stupid to have slaughtered openly in the capital city…
Some viewed her as a daring and wise girl who deserved the fame as the Founder daughter…
Others contemplated that they could befriend with this clever and thorough-minded noble lady…
Still others believed they should stay away from this ruthless girl and the things about her…
In the Mo mansion.
The conference hall was lit up. Master Mo and the four elders all showed up, along with the three lords.
Master Mo commented, "I didn't expect this girl to come out of the imperial palace alive."
The first elder, "That girl has killed the beggars publicly under the foot of the Emperor. Tomorrow his majesty must be irritated. Probably, he would take this opportunity to abolish the duke title. That damned stupid girl…"
The second elder, "It didn't matter if she wants to risk her own life, but just don't get us involved…"
The third elder, "…"
The forth elder, "…"
All of a sudden, the conference hall was boiling, filled with indignation.
Master Mo's face was sullen, and he patted the table, "Silence!"
As a ruthless man, master Mo had this authority to let them shut up and look at him.
Master Mo took a glance at Mo Zitang, "Zitang, Zihua, Ziye, you've just met her today. Tell me what happened during your meeting. Don't miss anything."
Mo Zitang, Mo Zihua, and Mo Ziye looked at each other, and then Mo Zitang began to tell everything that had happened in this day, including the fact that Mo Qianxue had killed a servant girl upon entering the mansion.
Being slapped by Shiwu and nanny Mo respectively and then being beaten up by the butler, how could the girl remain alive?
Master Mo lowered his eyes, silent for a moment and said wickedly, "It seems that I need to meet her in person."
**
Hearing the report, Ning Shaoqing frowned and instantly smashed the table with his fist.
Even if Mo Qianxue hadn't started the slaughter, as long as those beggars dared to go forward further, the guards that he had sent to protect her would kill the beggars too.
How could he not care about her?
However, at present he couldn't show up, which would only bring more crisis to her.
Fortunately, she never let him down.
**
The eldest lord Su went back home from the imperial palace in the afternoon and went directly to Su Qi's room.
Su Qi was taking out the cute portrait and gazing at it.
He had believed that as long as he left, he would forget…
He wished to forget the bright laughing, that light-blue figure, but…
Unconsciously appeared in his mind, the picture in the carriage that day when she rode on him, hugged him, touched him and bit him…
The shivers crawled onto his neck again, and he subconsciously touched it. The tooth mark had gone, but the ecstasy still lingered in his heart.
A slight smiled appearing in his eyes, he took out the plain silver hairpin from his pocket.
This was the hairpin that she had worn. There was the blood of her and his.
He pressed the hairpin against his lips. The blood stain had dried up, but he could still sense her smell and warmness.
He had heard that Ning Shaoqing was going back to the capital, so he wondered whether she would come with him together, whether she would be bullied or whether she would fight back.
When eldest lord Su Jinyu entered the room, Su Qi heard the sound and quickly put the hairpin back into his pocket and then covered the cute portrait with a book.
He was standing up to greet his eldest brother when Su Jinyu had come into the study, "What a nice mood you are in, my brother! You should not be meeting your friends or riding a horse but staying in the study to cultivate your temperament?"
Before the eldest lord Su came in, Su Qi had already put on a playful smile.
"Brother, you're here." He said and walked out from behind the desk, inviting Su Jinyu to take a seat while he sat next to him.
"Alu, serve tea." After urging Alu, he turned back to Su Jinyu and smiled, "I'm so sick of meeting friends and riding. It's rare that I have spare time, so I'd like to see what is so attractive about these boring poems and articles that absorb the eyes of those nerds."
Su Jinyu certainly didn't believe his words, but on the surface, he still joked, "Then do you figure it out?"
As asking, he stood up, trying to check what Su Qi had been reading or what tricks he was playing.
When he walked over just now, he had faintly seen he was watching something cherishingly in his hand and when at the sight of him, covered it with a book in a hurry.
Su Qi stood up, trying to inconspicuously blocked the sight of Su Jinyu who was approaching the desk, "Brother, don't make fun of me. I'm notorious for my hatred against learning. How could I figure it out?"
Su Jinyu, all smiles, pushed Su Qi away and paced to the desk hurriedly. The more he tried to hide, the surer he was that there must be something!
He was clear that this younger brother barely appreciated anything. Although he had always put on a playful mask, deep down he was stubborn. Once he appreciated something, it meant love.
His affection wouldn't change for his entire life.
This was what Su Jinyu admired but also worried about his younger brother.
Bypassing Su Qi, Su Jinyu cast his eyes on the bookshelf behind the desk, but his hand reached out right to pick up the book on the desk.
Su Qi's big-headed cute portrait jumped into Su Jinyu's eyes like this.
He had thought it must be something fresh and rare, but at the sight of the lively hilarious portrait of Su Qi, he finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughing.
He was going to take it up and looked at it more carefully, when Su Qi hand stepped over and grabbed away the portrait and put into his pocket.
Su Jinyu didn't care and smiled as if he had smelt some secret, "Which naughty guy drew this? It's so funny…"
Su Qi's expression changed, "Brother, be polite please."
"Are you protecting the person?" Su Jinyu squinted and felt a little restless. His younger brother had always respected him very much. He only called the painter naughty without any humiliation, but his brother became unhappy. It could be seen that this painter held a position in his younger brother's heart.
A little restless, he maintained a light smile and joked, "Let me guess. Although the style is strange, the brushwork is slender. Obviously, the painter is a woman. It's cute and captures your expression vividly, so she must be very familiar with you…"
Su Qi couldn't help thinking: was she familiar with him?
Su Jinyu, seeing that Su Qi rarely stopped being playful, said seriously, "Tell me who this lady is. I'll send people to make a proposal for you. I believe no matter which lady she is, she won't turn down the Su family."