Chapter 9 Marquis Jing Yuan, Let's Break Off the Engagement

Mo Huating was extremely alarmed at what Shuiyun was going to say.

As he was blocked by Yan Huaijing's guard, he gave a wink at one of his guards standing on the other side. The quick-witted guard moved forward and chopped at Shuiyun's neck with his palm, rebuking her with a harsh tone, "You are a spy. How dare you sneak into the marquis' guards? Are you trying to assassinate the marquis?"

Shuiyun became speechless instantly. She rolled her eyes and fainted in the ground.

"Why didn't you let her go on, Marquis Jing Yuan? I'd like to know what is the matter between you and my second elder sister. Why would her personal maid show up beside you in such clothes? "

Wei Yuewu stood up. She fixed her eyes on Mo Huating's face and assumed a smile that concealed the coldness in her eyes.

She had already expected that Mo Huating would not allow Shuiyun to finish her words, which actually suited her wish. Since she had no real evidence at hand, she might not win the case if they were to argue against each other in the courtroom. As long as she got the handle against them in her hand, evidence was sometimes not as important as it was usually thought to be.

Rumor was not a trick exclusive to Mo Huating. It was also a means she could exploit to fight back.

After listening to the conversation between Wei Yuewu and Shuiyun, the onlookers had come to understand that the lady here was the allegedly dead Sixth Miss Wei, and the maid, who had just been knocked out, was a personal maid of the Second Miss Wei. Then why did the Second Miss Wei send her personal maid to Marquis Jing Yuan?

Did the two of them, Marquis Jing Yuan and the Second Miss Wei, really have no connections? Did they really have nothing to do with the present situation of the Sixth Miss Wei, who seemed to have survived a narrow escape?

Could this case fit the line of the plot in which a bewitching concubine conspired with the despicable husband to murder his wife so that the concubine could replace the wife?

People started to look at Mo Huating with subtle changes in their looks.

"I don't know how this maid had sneaked in and what she was trying to do in her disguise. Since she's the Second Miss Wei's attendant, she'd better be brought back and dealt with by the Second Miss Wei herself!"

Mo Huating replied as he raised his eyebrows.

Remorse was surging in his heart: if Shuiyun had seen more clearly to confirm that the person in the carriage was not Wei Yuewu, he would have tracked her down and killed her, and she would not have been here interrogating him.

"Pardon me, Marquis Jing Yuan, for I'm too dull to see through the matter. I just wonder why my second elder sister sent her maid to assassinate you?"

Wei Yuewu continued asking in a disinterested tone that evinced no apparent anger. Since his guard had just said that, she might as well take it as true.

How could it be possible that a girl, who did not seem to have any skills of martial arts, would be sent to assassinate Marquis Jing Yuan, who was a master of martial arts?

As for Mo Huating, he just wanted to lead people to think that Shuiyun was sent by someone who was plotting against him. However, he didn't say Wei Yan had sent someone to assassinate him!

Mo Huating had not expected that Wei Yuewu was so eloquent and sharp-tongued. Unable to find a way out of such an embarrassing situation, his face became more gloomy. With a swing of sleeves and a cold snort, he retorted impatiently, "Sixth Miss, you are merely a girl who stays at home every day. How can you be sure of an assassination by merely shallow clues on the surface?"

By saying so, he simply dismissed Shuiyun's words as incredible and suggested that Wei Yan might not be involved in the matter.

While Mo Huating was only thinking of a way to refute Wei Yuewu, he accidentally blurted out the words "Sixth Miss," which had actually served to confirm the identity of Wei Yuewu. This dispersed any doubt that might have existed about who she was!

Magistrate Wang over there was so thrilled to hear those words that he started to shiver. If it hadn't been for the sullen face of Mo Huating, he would have rushed to Wei Yuewu.

"Indeed, you are right. What I can't figure out is that I've been living here before and have never been to the capital. Therefore, I can't figure out when on earth did I have the occasion to offend anyone and become his target of murder. All my servants were killed. If it were not for a loyal maid of mine, I would not have been able to meet you here and help you discover that "assassin" beside you!"

Wei Yuewu's raised her cold voice, but her expression remained the same and her eyes calmly surveyed Shuiyun, who was lying unconscious on the floor.

It was obvious that Wei Yuewu was mocking him. But Mo Huating simply could not deny that she was telling the truth. Otherwise, he would only be in a more disadvantaged position.

Mo Huating's face became livid. He had never been disgraced like this. He opened his mouth, and it was a long while before he squeezed some words out of his teeth, saying, "It was some bandits who attempted to kill Sixth Miss Wei. Magistrate Wang will try his best to look into the case. Now that you are safe and sound, you'd better go with me to the capital."

On the way to the capital, he would have plenty of opportunities to kill Wei Yuewu. For the moment, it didn't matter to let this little girl have the upper hand!

As he thought so, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and yet his face grew gentle.

There was no point to argue with a person who would be killed anyway!

Although Mo Huating intended to reconcile with her and cover the mess up for the time being, Wei Yuewu was so determined to make full use of such a good chance that she would not let him simply get away. Looking at him with absolute coolness, she spoke out in a soft but harsh tone, "Marquis Jing Yuan, let's break off the engagement!"