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Two women who have fought for half a lifetime sat facing each other, both wearing smiles. Liang Mei'er believed she understood Wen Suling, thinking that she was merely putting on a brave face because she could not win Yang Bingshan's affection.
"Sister, you don't need to pretend. No matter how much you were born into a scholarly family or how well-read you are, it doesn't change the fact that men don't like you. Women like me are what men prefer."
Liang Mei'er's delicate fingers formed into the shape of an orchid as she spoke with a playful smile, her eyes clearly filled with disdain.
Wen Suling remained silent with a smile, and just then, the kitchen delivered the Bird's Nest Porridge: "Sister, make sure to nourish yourself. This is just a small token from me."
Wen Suling cheerfully handed over the Bird's Nest Porridge: "Sister, hurry and drink it. I specifically instructed the kitchen to prepare this for you."
Liang Mei'er’s smile became somewhat stiff as she stirred the spoon in her bowl but hesitated to bring it to her lips.
"Sister, hurry up and drink! What? Are you afraid I poisoned it?"
Wen Suling's gentle smile felt like a death warrant in Liang Mei'er's eyes: "Cough, how could that be? I know what kind of person you are, sister."
"Is that so? Fourteen years ago, didn't I once poison your bowl?"
Liang Mei'er’s heart skipped a beat. Impossible! How could Wen Suling know? She looked down at the Bird's Nest Porridge, her heart trembling slightly.
Feeling anxious, she wondered why the person she was waiting for had not yet arrived. She had already sent someone to summon Yang Bingshan.
The two women remained in this tense standoff until suddenly, noisy voices came from outside the door, and among them, she could faintly hear Yang Bingshan's name.
In that moment, Liang Mei'er retracted her anxious expression and slowly brought the Bird's Nest Porridge to her lips, gently parting her rosy mouth as the translucent jade spoon was brought to her mouth.
At that critical moment, Yang Bingshan burst in, shouting, "Liang Mei'er, you can't drink!"
The two women froze simultaneously. "Master, why can't I drink?"
To their surprise, Yang Bingshan didn't answer the question. His eyes blazed with anger as he glared at Wen Suling. "Wen Family, after all these years, you haven't changed at all; you're still as vicious as ever."
Wen Family laughed in anger. "Yang Bingshan, what evidence do you have? Don't slander without proof."
"Evidence? This is evidence!" Yang Bingshan snatched the Bird's Nest Porridge from Liang Mei'er's hands and smashed it to the ground with a loud crash. The fragrant porridge released a puff of white steam as it shattered.
Liang Mei'er's face changed dramatically; her rosy cheeks turned pale in an instant. Her lips trembled as she looked in disbelief at the mess on the floor, her terrified eyes fixed on Wen Suling.
"Sister, why? Why would you do this? I already promised not to fight for anything anymore; I'll give Master back to you. Why do you still want to poison me? Sister, can't you spare me a chance to live? I can stay away and never come back."
Her pitiful appearance stirred the man's protective instincts. "Liang Mei'er, don't be afraid. I will ensure your safety."
Wen Family couldn't help but sneer. After all these years, Yang Bingshan still couldn't see people's true nature and was completely clueless.
"The matter hasn't been investigated yet; how can you assume it's me?" Wen Suling was no longer the weak person she had been fourteen years ago.
"Wen Family, you heartless woman! You sent the Bird's Nest Porridge; if it wasn't you who poisoned it, then who?" Yang Bingshan didn't bother to inquire about the details and directly accused Wen Suling.
Wen Family found it amusing to watch the two of them argue; she felt like an outsider in this situation.
"Someone, take this poisonous woman away and lock her in the ancestral hall. She is not to be released without my command."
The male and female masters weighed their options, ultimately deciding to follow the master's orders.
"Madam, I apologize." Several servants stepped forward, preparing to drag the Wen Family away.
Unexpectedly, the woman who had been smiling all along moved. Not only did she move, but she also spoke: "Wait! Why doesn't the master investigate the truth of the matter before reaching a conclusion?"
"That's right. The Bird's Nest Porridge was ordered by me from the kitchen, but during this process, countless people came into contact with that bowl of porridge. Why should I be the one held responsible? The master cannot expect everyone to accept this."
In truth, the Wen Family did not want to explain so much to Yang Bingshan; they regretted ever being infatuated with this man.
"Fine, Wen Family. Since you want to see evidence, I will let you see it. Come here, bring everyone who has handled the porridge today."
After a short while, Liang Mei'er's courtyard had transformed into a courtroom.
"Who made the porridge?" Yang Bingshan asked coldly, his hand gently patting Liang Mei'er’s shoulder, careful not to exert too much force on the delicate woman in his arms.
"Replying to the master, it was I who made it," a middle-aged woman said tremulously as she stepped forward. Her hair was gray, her eyes timid, and she lowered her head as if wishing to bury it in the ground.
"Master, it was I who made the porridge, but no one else has touched it. It wasn't me!" The woman trembled all over; how could she bear the accusation of harming Auntie Concubine?
"Were you outside at any point? What about the person who stoked the fire?"
"What about the person who delivered it?"
One by one, they were interrogated. It seemed that there were no issues at all, but precisely because there were no issues made everything even more suspicious.
"Think carefully, did you encounter anyone on the way, or was there an opportunity for someone else to poison? If you can't find out, you will all be sold."
Yang Bingshan said this, and several servants prostrated themselves on the ground, desperately trying to recall.
Being sold as punishment was the most brutal sentence for them. Once a servant was expelled by the master, almost no one would dare to take them in again; they faced only a dead end.
At this point, the situation had reached a bottleneck. There was no evidence proving that the Wen Family had instigated the poisoning, nor was there anyone who could prove that they hadn't.
Yang Bingshan was unusually anxious, not only because of today's incident but also due to the blows facing the Yang Family's business.
Liang Mei'er shrank in Yang Bingshan's embrace, a slight smile at the corner of her mouth. At this moment, she subtly signaled one of those kneeling on the ground.
One of the maids at the back knelt forward and said, "Master, Master, I remembered! I saw Nanny Wen go to the kitchen. Yes! It was Nanny Wen! At that time, Auntie's Bird's Nest Porridge was being cooked."
As soon as the maid finished speaking, Yang Bingshan shouted, "Wen Family, what do you have to say? Let this old witch explain!"
Nanny Wen stepped forward and replied, "Reporting to you, Master, I did go to the kitchen, but it was to urge Madam's meal; I did not touch that pot of Bird's Nest Porridge."
"Master, it's Nanny Wen! Wuwuwu~~~ Master, I'm so pitiful! A servant is bullying me; where does she get her courage?"
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