Chapter 11: This Lotus Seed Soup Has Poison?

“No…… Third Miss, you can’t say such nonsense!” High Mo Mo fearfully looked towards Yao Mo Wan, her body trembling like a sifter.

“Father, Mo Wan is really hungry……” Yao Mo Wan seemed to not understand High Mo Mo’s difficult situation at all, looking timidly towards Yao Zhen Ting.

“Have this.” Yao Zhen Ting didn’t have the appetite in the first place, treating it as if rewarding a dog, pushed the lotus seed soup in front of Yao Mo Wan. In Yao Zhen Ting’s eyes, daughters were just money costing goods. Even if Yao Mo Xing was appointed empress, Yao Su Luan appointed gui fei, in Yao Zhen Ting’s eyes, they were nothing more than tools to stabilize his position in court.

Yao Mo Wan was naturally overjoyed and immediately moved up to grab the soup tureen. To everyone present, it looked as if Yao Mo Wan was too delighted, so the soup tureen was pulled onto the ground in her excitement. The lotus seed soup splattered all over the floor.

“No etiquette or propriety! Yu Zhi, why haven’t you moved to take Third Miss away!” Dou Xiang Lan’s pupils turned cold, looking with deep meaning towards Yu Zhi.

“Sky Wolf! Come back!” Just as Yu Zhi was about to move up and grab Yao Mo Wan, a black furred green eyed hunting dog with an appearance similar to that of a wolf’s suddenly rushed in from outside. As soon as the dog entered the main hall, it ran straight to the lotus seed soup on the floor and started lapping it up.

“Liu Xing, what’s going on? Hurry and pull it out! Can you afford to take responsibility for shocking lao ye!” Seeing this, Yao Tu immediately reprimanded in a strict voice.

“I apologize lao ye, steward…… This small one will immediately haul it away!” Liu Xing looked fearfully towards Yao Tu and immediately went up to pull Sky Wolf. But, almost at the same time, Sky Wolf suddenly started rolling around on the floor, wailing anguishedly for seconds before it died with its limbs stiff up in the air.

“This…… the lotus seed soup had poison?” Seeing the hunting dog dead on the floor, Yao Tu cried out in alarm, then looked at High Mo Mo. With Yao Tu’s years of steady experience, he naturally knew that all this was not an accident, and also distinguished that Yao Mo Wan had pointedly mentioned High Mo Mo in every sentence. This cry of alarm was just him taking advantage of the situation for his own benefit.

“Preposterous!” Yao Zhen Ting fiercely scowled as he slapped the table and stood up. Striding towards High Mo Mo, he lifted his leg and fiercely kicked her onto the floor, then turned to look at Dou Xiang Lan.

“This is the good person you trained!” Yao Zhen Ting glared with glowering eyes, speaking in an almost roaring growl.

“Lao ye, please see clearly. She…… She came from Mo Chi’s room, it must be Mo Chi……” Dou Xiang Lan hurriedly refuted, but was cut off by Yao Zhen Ting.

“Whose people she is, lao fu has known for a long time!” Just thinking of that scene at the Virtue Cloud House caused Yao Zhen Ting to feel as if his five viscera were boiling, as if he were being twisted and burned.

Most people probably know by now, but in Chinese, the common way to talk about loyalty is by saying person B is person A’s people. At the same time when person A is defending person B from punishment, they might say something like person B is my people, my people I will take responsibility for. Can’t really say ‘my person’ because it’s not referring to the specific individual but the group the person is part of.

“Father…… Mo Wan scared……” At this moment, Yao Mo Wan, like a startled deer, nestled into Yao Zhen Ting’s side, speaking timidly.

“Mo Wan, since you only have Father left, then just stay properly in Yao Xiang fu. Father swears, as long as Father has life, no one will dare to hurt you! Someone come, bring Third Miss back to her room to sleep!” Yao Zhen Ting’s brutally cold gaze shot towards Dou Xiang Lan. His each word contained sufficient warning.

“Lao ye……” Dou Xiang Lan still tried to explain but Yao Zhen Ting had already swept his sleeves and left. Seeing Yao Zhen Ting leave, Yao Tu immediately ordered Liu Xing to carry out the hunting dog’s corpse and instructed Ting Yue to bring Yao Mo Wan back to her room, then angrily withdrew from the main hall himself.

“Lao ye…… lao ye, please believe this old servant. This lotus seed soup doesn’t have poison! How would this old servant dare to poison lao ye, Madam…… Madam, lao nu really did sell Third Miss into Fragrant Harmony Courtyard. Third Miss is lying, all of this is her scheme! Madam, you must believe lao nu!” Seeing Yao Zhen Ting had walked far away, High Mo Mo quickly crawled and kneeled in front of Dou Xiang Lan, her forehead tightly pressed to the ground, her entire body trembling incessantly.

“An idiot can throw a conspiracy? High Mo Mo, you really have humor. Yu Zhi, send High Mo Mo to the Purgatory Room.” Dou Xiang Lan’s pupils were cold as she spoke grinding her teeth. Soon after, ignoring High Mo Mo’s pleads, she turned and left the main hall. In this world, all those that betray her must die. Mo Chi had been so, High Mo Mo will also be so.

“No….. don’t…… Madam! Lao nu has been wrongly incriminated—” The Purgatory Room is the place where domestic servants that have made mistakes in the fu get punished. Usually the servants that enter the Purgatory Room don’t come out alive. Even if they do survive, they’re only left barely alive.

It was past midnight. In the chilly frost and cold snow, High Mo Mo continuously bawled like a pig being killed all the way until 3 am, before finally stopping intermittently.

Opaque Flower Pavilion

The room was tranquil and silent. The candle flame flickered softly, the incense waft through the air in spirals of light smoke. It was dream-like.

“Miss, revenge really feels sweet!” Ting Yue walked from the window to Yao Mo Wan’s side, unable to contain her delight.

Beside the table, Yao Mo Wan had one cheek propped on her hand, the other hand was using a silver pick to lightly tease the candle. Her attention was very concentrated until she heard Ting Yue’s voice. She then placed down the silver pick and leisurely got up.

“It’s time. Accompany me to the firewood room.” Yao Mo Wan slowly got up. Her eyelashes were beautiful as the wings of a butterfly, the radiance in her eyes seemed to contain remote coldness that was shockingly deep as an abyss. Ting Yue was slightly shocked for a moment and Yao Mo Wan had already walked out of Opaque Flower Pavilion.

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Credits: Translated by Chiyomira, Edited by Sonia

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