Ling Chuhan walked in with a gloomy face. Ling Qiang had already put on a cloak and, after yawning, stepped out from behind the screen. When she saw Ling Chuhan, she was immediately a little surprised. “Weren’t you supposed to return to the Imperial Academy? Why haven’t you left?”
Duke Cheng’s mansion rose through military merit, but the later generations could not endure the hardships of the army.
So by the time it came to Ling Chuhan, Duke Cheng used a hereditary student quota to send Ling Chuhan to the Imperial Academy, intending for him to study and take the path of a civil official.
This time, Ling Chuhan had only been able to come out because he had requested leave.
After the maid tactfully served tea and snacks, she withdrew.
Ling Qiang couldn’t help yawning again. “Chuhan?”
The siblings had been raised together by Duchess Cheng since childhood, and as full-blooded siblings, their relationship was even closer than ordinary brothers and sisters.
Ling Chuhan trusted and relied on this elder sister even more than on his mother.
So he looked up at her, bit his lip, and spoke with a gloomy expression: “Sister, that b*stard came to see Grandfather again! And it even caused Grandmother and Grandfather to have a huge argument.”
B*stard!
Ling Qiang’s expression immediately darkened, and the trace of sleepiness she had vanished instantly.
She slammed the table angrily. “Who let him in?! Isn’t the household chaotic enough already?”
But she quickly coughed.
The one managing the household was the shizi madam, yet the one truly in charge was Grandfather.
If Grandfather wanted someone let in, who would dare stop him?
In the end, it was still because Grandfather couldn’t bear to part with that illegitimate son.
Ling Qiang felt indignant on behalf of her grandmother. “That wretched thing, once he’s stuck to us, he won’t leave! What exactly does he want?”
Ling Chuhan reacted even more intensely than his sister. “He’s like gunpowder, no one knows when he’ll explode. Keeping him will sooner or later become a disaster.”
That wasn’t wrong.
Ling Qiang’s expression turned cold, irritation rising.
Then she heard Ling Chuhan say, “Unless we kill him.”
?
Ling Qiang froze, subconsciously glancing at Ling Chuhan in disbelief.
Just now, did he say to kill Wen Mingfeng?
Although she also wished Wen Mingfeng would die immediately, she still rebuked him at once: “Nonsense!”
Killing someone wasn’t that simple.
Wen Mingfeng was still a student of the Imperial Academy and had already obtained the juren degree; he was about to take the metropolitan examination.
If he died, the authorities would certainly investigate thoroughly.
This wasn’t the same as killing a servant in the household.
Ling Chuhan looked at his sister. “I’m not talking nonsense. Only if he dies will this matter end. Grandfather can’t bear to do it, then we’ll do it.”
Ling Qiang swallowed and grabbed his wrist. “Chuhan, don’t act recklessly! He’s not an ordinary person…”
Disgusting as he was, it still wasn’t something where you could just say “kill him” and do it.
She frowned, her thoughts in turmoil, when she suddenly noticed an invitation card. Her heart jumped, and she reached out to pick it up.
They had been discussing something concerning their future, yet Ling Qiang suddenly began looking at the invitation. Ling Chuhan was puzzled. “Sister?”
Ling Qiang raised her hand to stop him, then suddenly laughed softly. “Chuhan, why should we do it ourselves?”
Ling Chuhan looked at her in confusion.
Ling Qiang shook the invitation in her hand. “An invitation from the Xiang family. Xiang Rong has always been on good terms with that b*tch Qi Yuan. If she invites Qi Yuan to go out and have fun, Qi Yuan will definitely agree.”
Ling Chuhan’s gaze paused on the invitation. “So what?”
What did this have to do with Wen Mingfeng?
Ling Qiang immediately smiled with satisfaction. “My foolish little brother, what’s fun about killing? Killing only means a head hits the ground; once someone dies, they know nothing. Besides killing, there are better methods.”
Better methods?
What methods?
Ling Chuhan still didn’t understand. “Sister means?”
“It’ll be clear when the day comes.” Ling Qiang was in an excellent mood. “The person Grandmother hates most is no more than two people, one is that b*tch Qi Yuan! The other is that plague-star Wen Mingfeng…”
She spoke animatedly. “If those two did something disgraceful and it was exposed publicly, wouldn’t that be more satisfying than letting them die?”
Ling Chuhan thought for a moment and couldn’t help laughing.
Yes, what could be more entertaining than that?
But Ling Chuhan wasn’t the only one laughing.
Wen Mingfeng was also laughing. He coughed a few times and looked at the obedient young servant before him. “Heizi, they really said that?”
Heizi knelt respectfully. “I wouldn’t dare lie to you. The young master and the young lady really said that. They said when that day comes, Miss Qi and you… drugged…”
Wen Mingfeng burst into laughter.
Was this the wonder of blood ties?
Even the methods they thought of were exactly the same.
He waved his hand. “I understand. You may go. As for what comes next, I will have someone inform you and tell you what to do.”
Heizi hesitated. “Shouldn’t this matter be reported to the Duke? They are planning to harm you after all…”
“No need.” Wen Mingfeng lifted his eyes. “Even if they weren’t doing it, I would have had to find a way to do it myself. Since they want to do it, then let them do it.”
This way, he would simultaneously hold leverage over both Ling Qiang and Ling Chuhan.
He lifted his hand again. Heizi understood that he was not to say more, quickly responded, and quietly withdrew.
Wen Mingfeng clasped his hands behind his back and walked to the window.
Outside, the cold wind came in gusts, bending the bamboo almost sideways as it struck the window lattice.
He thought of Qi Yuan, whom he had glimpsed that day at the entrance of Dazhao Temple.
With just that fleeting glance, he could tell that Qi Yuan was the same kind of person as himself.
The kind who would stop at nothing to achieve their goals.
In any case, neither the Crown Prince nor Xiao Jingzhao wanted to see Yongping Marquis’s mansion form a marriage alliance with Xiao Yunting.
That worked perfectly.
If he could marry Qi Yuan, then first, with Qi Yuan’s personality, she would certainly become a capable helper to him.
Second, he could help Xiao Jingzhao and the Crown Prince greatly, and disgust Xiao Yunting in the process.
Killing multiple birds with one stone, what a profitable deal.
As for Qi Yuan’s reaction after using such methods?
That wasn’t within Wen Mingfeng’s considerations.
Weren’t women always like this?
Their chastity weighed far more than their lives. Once they lost their purity, even if it were to bandits, the people of the world would still persuade them to submit to those bandits.
Such was the way of the world. No matter how capable Qi Yuan was, she was still only a young woman. She could only accept her fate; she had no second choice.
He took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, and sneered.
Once raw rice was cooked into cooked rice, Qi Yuan would understand that when one marries a chicken, one follows the chicken; when one marries a dog, one follows the dog.
At that time, with husband and wife united, their combined strength would cut through metal, naturally becoming unstoppable.
What was the Wen family?
Together with Duke Cheng’s mansion, he would surely trample them underfoot!
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