Chapter 27: The Harmless Princess of Beiyang vs. The Fratricidal Prince of Beiyang

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Xiao Zexuan rubbed his nose, feeling a bit embarrassed. He realized he might have been too impatient, but he truly couldn't control himself just moments ago!

"Once we return to the Prince's residence tonight, you can play however you like..." Xiao Zexuan said with a smirk.

Wen Yurou: "..."

What did he mean by "play"? She was clearly being forced.

"Don't you like eating crab? We'll buy some when we pass by the Zui-Xiang Pavilion later..." Thinking of how she had said she was hungry, his smile deepened. "And we must buy some ointment as well..."

"There's no need..."

"No, we must!" Xiao Zexuan was firm.

"It is not needed!"

She had 027 to enhance her body, so ointment would be of little use; buying it would just be a waste of money.

"It is needed!"

The two began to argue over this single matter.

Wen Yurou turned to look at Xiao Zexuan's serious expression and couldn't help but laugh. "Don't worry, I'll be fine regardless... My healing ability is strong..."

"How strong?"

As he spoke, Xiao Zexuan’s hands began to act restlessly again, drawing a protest from her.

She was about to shift away, but the man held her in place. "Behave, don't squirm, sit still..."

"Can you please..." Wen Yurou twisted her neck, unable to continue, feeling as though she was losing control of herself.

"How is that?" Xiao Zexuan asked, knowing the answer, his eyes filled with mischievous amusement.

"Ahem, can you stop kissing me?"

"Why?"

"It’s been too long, I can’t breathe!" Wen Yurou said, her face flushed. "And it tickles..."

Seeing her looking like a peach blossom, with her red lips and white teeth, Xiao Zexuan felt an urge to take a bite. "We still have a while before we reach the Wen residence. Just a little longer, just a little, okay..."

Wen Yurou was speechless and could only acquiesce.

By the time they reached the gates of the Wen residence, the person inside the carriage finally let her go.

Xiao Zexuan touched her lips; they were rosy, glossy, and slightly swollen, making one want to continue.

"Rou'er..." Xiao Zexuan leaned down and pecked her face, then reached out to lift the carriage curtain. "Let's get out."

He stepped out first and then reached out to help her down.

"Wen Residence."

When he saw the plaque at the gate, Xiao Zexuan frowned. The character "Wen" on the plaque had been slashed with a blade.

Had something happened to the Wen family?

He looked at Wen Yurou and saw that her expression was also quite grim.

Xiao Zexuan led her toward the main gate, but the old gatekeeper blocked their path, trembling. "I apologize, but the Master and Madam are not home. The death of Young Master Liu Wenyu has nothing to do with the Second Miss. You people from the Marquis's residence should stop coming here to cause trouble..."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yurou’s expression shifted, but her tone remained calm. "Old Man Fu, it's me, Yurou!"

"E-Eldest Miss..."

Old Man Fu paused, then looked up. Seeing her face, his eyes filled with tears. "Miss Meixue... you've returned?"

Miss Meixue?

Wen Yurou frowned slightly. "Old Man Fu, who is this Miss Meixue you are speaking of?"

Just as Old Man Fu was about to reply, Madam Wen’s voice rang out from the side: "Wen Yurou, you still have the nerve to come back? Your sister..."

As she walked over, grumbling, she spotted Xiao Zexuan standing beside Wen Yurou and immediately fell silent.

"What was Madam Wen just saying?"

Xiao Zexuan’s brows tightened, and he let out a cold snort.

Madam Wen immediately looked around to ensure no one was watching and hurriedly pulled Old Man Fu aside.

"Didn't I tell you never to mention that name? What kind of scene are you trying to cause?" Madam Wen whispered. "If you do this again, you don't have to come back here anymore."

"Madam Wen, I understand your feelings," Xiao Zexuan said coldly. "But Rou'er is also your daughter. What has she done wrong?"

"She is full of lies, and her heart is not upright..."

Hearing these words, the anger in Wen Yurou’s heart could no longer be suppressed. She stepped forward, standing directly before Madam Wen. She looked up, meeting her gaze, her eyes red-rimmed and clear. "What exactly do you take me for? Even if Ruowei wasn't born of Mother, am I not your daughter too? Since I was little, anything I did was 'wrong-minded,' while whenever she made a mistake, it was because she was 'young and didn't know better.' Why make such a fuss, just because she's the younger sister?!"

Madam Wen was stunned. She had never seen her daughter act so overbearing; for a moment, she couldn't even react.

Xiao Zexuan, however, looked on with gratification. With him here, let's see who dares to bully his Rou'er.

Wen Yurou looked at Madam Wen’s frightened expression, her own heart turning cold. She spoke slowly, "Since you dislike me, and you don't wish for me to be in the Wen residence, then I shall leave... and I will never set foot in this place again..."

"A-Rou..."

Just as Wen Yurou finished speaking, she heard the voice of Wen Ming—Dean Wen.

He walked to her side and cast an apologetic look at Xiao Zexuan.

"It is Father's fault for letting you suffer such grievances..."

"Father... I didn't..." Wen Yurou pursed her lips, a crystal tear sliding from the corner of her eye.

When did this father change his tune? He was actually speaking like this—could there be some ulterior motive?

"Good child," Wen Ming said earnestly. "Don't be like this in the future. You must understand, I am your father... no matter what you do, I will stand by your side..."

"Alright, I understand..."

Madam Wen watched the father and daughter talking, feeling a sour, unbearable ache in her heart.

"Since you've returned today, the servants have already prepared a meal. Shall we dine first?"

"Yes, Father..."

"Thank you, Dean Wen..."

In the dining hall, the family sat together, the atmosphere incredibly awkward.

"Eat more..."

Facing Wen Ming’s concerned words, Wen Yurou nodded, picked up her bowl and chopsticks, and shoved food into her mouth.

"Father," Wen Yurou put down her chopsticks and wiped her small mouth, intending to probe. "Could you tell me what exactly happened at the Marquis's residence yesterday? Why would my sister..."

If she didn't fish for information now, when would she? Seeing how panicked Madam Wen was this morning wanting to see Wen Ruowei, there must be something else being hidden.

She wanted to see how long they could keep it up!

However, before she could finish, she was interrupted.

"Father is also a muddle-headed man. Knowing Ruowei is naive, why let her provoke the Marquis's residence and get entangled with that Second Young Master..."

"Enough, shut your mouth!" Madam Wen snapped coldly.

Wen Ming froze, looking at his wife in disbelief.

"What, can you still not see it?"

Seeing the look in her eyes, Wen Ming sighed inwardly. What a foolish woman.

To save Ruowei quickly, they had to please them first; after all, Wen Yurou’s status was no longer what it once was.

"A-Rou, listen to your father. Ruowei could never have murdered Liu Wenyu. With the Imperial marriage decree, she knows the weight of the situation. If she killed Liu Wenyu, the entire Wen family would be buried with her. She must have been framed."