With a "plop," a figure emerged from the pool. Wet black hair clung to her cheeks, and her long, butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, glistening with water droplets. As the footsteps outside grew closer, Meng Wan opened her eyes. Her smoky pupils, blurred by the water mist, were as black as ink, shining like pearls, yet icy cold to the bone.
It's here... even faster than expected...
Huan Yan, holding the clothes, glanced anxiously towards the door, but seeing that her young mistress looked perfectly normal, she felt a little relieved. She went forward to help her change, and just then, there was an urgent knock on the door: "Young Miss, are you inside? Master and Second Miss are here; they need to see you."
It was Xia Jin's voice from the outer room. Meng Wan nodded to Huan Yan, who understood and went to open the door first.
"Master, Second Miss."
Prime Minister Meng nodded slightly and stepped inside. At that moment, Meng Wan, having changed her clothes, came out and gave Meng Xiangting a proper bow. "Father, it's so late. Why have you come? Is there something you want to tell me?"
Luring the enemy into the trap (Part Two)
Prime Minister Meng nodded slightly and stepped inside. At that moment, Meng Wan, having changed her clothes, came out and gave Meng Xiangting a proper bow. "Father, it's so late. Why have you come? Is there something you want to tell me?"
Prime Minister Meng still doted on this daughter. Even though he had come to question her after hearing Meng Junyao's words, he would not blaming her before the matter was clarified.
He raised his hand, and after Meng Wan stood up, he said, "It's nothing serious, it's just that your second sister found something and wants to confirm it with you."
Meng Wan then raised her head, her gaze sweeping over Meng Junyao's small face behind him. Her dark eyes were filled with laughter: "Second sister found my things? What is it?"
Meng Junyao was so angry she wanted to kill someone. This Meng Wan had been so hypocritical to her on the surface, but secretly she had gotten involved with the Third Prince. She had clearly seen the letter that Huan Yan had accidentally dropped during the day!
She stepped forward and extended her hand: "Sister, just now Wu'er found a carrier pigeon in the courtyard with a letter on it. Since she didn't know whose it was, she took it to show Father. She didn't expect it to be a letter from you to the Third Prince..."
After reflecting on her actions for several days, Meng Junyao had thoroughly 'repented'. She had made too much of a fool of herself because of Huangfu Qian's matter, and now, if she wanted to restore her former reputation, she had to first restrain her temper.
So she still presented herself with her usual gentle and soft demeanor, especially now that she had the upper hand, she had to firmly grasp the initiative.
"This..." Meng Wan's expression changed slightly, and she stared at Meng Junyao's hand with feigned panic. "How could my Xiaobai be injured, and this letter..."
Meng Junyao's smile softened a bit, but her jaw remained clenched tightly.
'Everything is fine, don't worry!'
I had already read the contents of the letter before I came. Although it was only six words long, it was enough to prove that Meng Wan and the Third Prince had a close relationship. In that case, the reason why I was disgraced before must have been because of her.
Meng Wan, how dare you treat me like this! I won't let you get away with this either. Now that I've exposed everything, I'd like to see how you explain yourself!
"Wan'er, what exactly is going on?" Prime Minister Meng watched from the side. His originally firm confidence became somewhat worried after seeing Meng Wan's sudden change in expression. Could it be that, as Junyao guessed, Wan'er had been having an affair with the Third Prince all along, which had caused Junyao's reputation to be ruined?
Meng Wan lowered her head even further. "Father, I..."
He paused, pondered for a moment, glanced at Meng Junyao, then turned to his father, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
This greatly alarmed Meng Xiangting. "Stop beating around the bush! Tell me quickly, what exactly happened?"
He trusted Wan'er the most, so he was most afraid that something would go wrong with her. But seeing her hesitant and uncertain expression, his heart sank to the bottom.
"Yes, sister, please explain! Tell me and Father that you have nothing to do with the Third Prince, and that the humiliation I suffered at the hands of the Third Prince had nothing to do with you."
He said this on purpose to make Meng Junyao panic, and also to give Meng Xiangting a strong reminder in his heart.
Meng Xiangting's expression darkened further, while Meng Junyao became increasingly smug. Meng Wan, who was watching from the side, suddenly looked up.
Give her a taste of her own medicine (Part 1)
Meng Xiangting's face darkened further, while Meng Junyao became increasingly smug. Meng Wan, who was watching closely, suddenly looked up and said, "Yes, Second Sister is right. I naturally have nothing to do with the Third Prince, and your affairs are none of my concern."
Unexpectedly, Meng Junyao was visibly taken aback by her words. Meng Wan ignored her and her worried expression turned into helplessness. She looked at her father and said, "Father, please forgive me. I did have a secret correspondence with the Third Prince, but it was not for any shady business."
After saying this, he turned to Huanyan and said, "Go and get those letters."
Huan Yan immediately accepted the order and went to the inner room. After a short while, she came out with an eight-treasure box and handed it to Meng Wan with both hands.
"These are letters from the Third Prince to me. Please take a look, Father."
Meng Wan took it out and handed it to Prime Minister Meng, speaking respectfully.
Prime Minister Meng accepted it with some confusion, his brows still furrowed. Meng Junyao was even more baffled.
Why did Meng Wan show her father the letters she was exchanging?
Prime Minister Meng's gaze swept over the letters several times before he suddenly looked up at Meng Wan: "So..."
Unlike her previous worried expression, she now wore a relieved smile, looking at her daughter with eyes full of admiration.
Meng Junyao was even more puzzled. She took small steps to Meng Chengxiang's side and glanced at him. She was stunned by the sight of him.
The letter didn't contain anything shameful about love between men and women. Instead, it was a message from the Third Prince asking Meng Wan to comfort Meng Junyao, and his words were full of apologies to Meng Junyao.
Meng Junyao was stunned. Was this... really true?
“The handwriting is undoubtedly that of the Third Prince; it is not a forgery.” As if sensing her doubts, Prime Minister Meng spoke calmly from the side, his tone filled with deep dissatisfaction.
Based on just one letter, she actually suspected her own sister and even urged her to come over in the middle of the night to verify it. Well, nothing happened, and she still doesn't believe it at all.
"You're just upset because you felt insulted, so you're trying to drag your sister down with you, saying she's the one who harmed you. But open your eyes and see clearly, your sister is just concerned about you, she hasn't done anything to harm you!"
The stern remark startled Meng Junyao, who immediately lowered her head. Seeing this, Meng Wan naturally understood that she should act more magnanimously to highlight Meng Junyao's petty nature, so she took a step forward.
“Father, Junyao was also too shocked, so please don’t blame her. Besides, it was my fault for handling this matter poorly. I was afraid that mentioning the Third Prince would touch on my second sister’s wounds, so I kept it a secret.”
After saying that, he turned to Meng Junyao and said, "Second sister, please don't blame me."
"I..." Meng Junyao gritted her teeth, still full of doubts, but under Meng Xiangting's cold and stern gaze, she dared not say more, and only forced a smile: "Sister, don't say that. I was too much. I even doubted you. Please don't be angry with me."
Some people are born actors, like Meng Junyao, whose face can change expressions anytime, anywhere.