Chapter 8 I Have Come Here for You...

Everyone stared at the guard whose hat was pulled off by Wei Yuewu. Long dark hair immediately hung down.

A woman?

There was a great uproar in the crowd!

“Shuiyun, do you know who I am?” Wei Yuewu put on a gruesome smile as she lowered her head and looked at the maid, who had collapsed in panic. Seeing her pale and stiff face, the maid who had just propped herself up then lost all her strength and fell to the ground again.

“You... you are a ghost... ghost....” The maid screamed. She was so horrified that she couldn’t even complete her sentence.

She was with Mo Huating last night when he and his men were carrying out the murder in the forest. She was responsible for giving directions for them so that they could lie in ambush in the place Wei Yuewu must pass by.

Despite the heavy blizzard, she clearly saw that the richly-dressed girl in the carriage had indeed been shot dead by Mo Huating on the spot! Blood soaked the girl’s clothes and she died without closing her eyes. The scene was so terrible that she only gave a quick glance and dared not look again....

Was this person in front of her a ghost?

Wei Yuewu took on a cold smile. That Wei Yuewu who was content with a plain life did die.

“Shuiyun, I know you are my second elder sister’s maid. Look, you don’t remember me, but I still remember you... I have come here for you....” Wei Yuewu chuckled and spoke softly; but as they were very close to each other, her words sounded extremely ghostly and harsh.

“Sixth Young Lady, you are the Sixth Young Lady. Aren’t you dead?” Shuiyun started to cry out of fear before she suddenly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Wei Yuewu. Her face turned pale and she implored with a trembling voice, “Miss, I beg you not to look for me... Not me... It was not me... It was the Second Young Lady who ordered me to come here....”

Wei Yan was the first daughter of the second branch of the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang. Marquis Hua Yang and his two brothers had no separation. Therefore, the rankings of their offspring were counted in a uniform order. Wei Yan ranked second and Wei Yuewu sixth.

Wei Yuewu had originally intended to play a trick on the maid. Now she was furious at the secret the maid inadvertently leaked out. A trace of cold cruelty flashed across her eyes. She had not expected that Wei Yan was so vicious as to send the maid to help Mo Huating identify her in order to have her killed. There was no doubt that she had an affair with Mo Huating.

The bystanders were stunned at Shuiyun’s words at first, but soon thought the same as Wei Yuewu and looked at Mo Huating with suspicion.

This was Wei Yuewu. She was not dead?

Mo Huating stared at Wei Yuewu, feeling as dumbfounded as others.

Was this girl really Miss Wei, the Sixth Young Lady, who was said to be plain-looking and untalented, and who was the fiancée Mother had arranged for me when she was still alive?

This girl, with a heavy makeup, long bangs, vague features and even a gloomy air, was totally different from the beautiful, gentle, and lovely Wei Yan. historical

How could such a woman be his wife!

Besides, his future wife would be more than a marquise....

However, what Mo Huating had never expected was that Miss sixth, who was said to be good for nothing, should be so sharp-tongued. And when she looked up, he actually sensed stunning beauty in her bright eyes. Nevertheless, the pair of eyes rendered her appearance a little more incongruous, as if those eyes should not appear on such a plain face.

Mo Huating was not Shuiyun, and he was not as panicked as Shuiyun. After a moment of trance, he regained his presence of mind and yelled at Shuiyun: “Shut up. She is a human, not a ghost!”

But Shuiyun was too frightened to hear his words and kept kowtowing to Wei Yuewu for mercy. Consequently, her forehead quickly became bruised and swollen, and incoherent speech continued to bubble from her mouth: “Sixth Young Lady... it was the Second Young Lady who asked me to do this... she... she is the person you should look for... not me!”

Seeing that Shuiyun was still divulging his secret, Mo Huating anxiously turned around in an attempt to stop her while the guard from the mansion of Duke of Yan turned around simultaneously and coldly blocked him with an arm.

Despite his great unwillingness to back off, Mo Huating dared not confront with the guard. He knew clearly that he could not afford to offend Yan Huaijing’s men, even if they were only his guards.

But Mo Huating was genuinely pissed off and anxious as Shuiyun was still unable to regain her senses and raving in front of the crowd.

Wei Yuewu crouched down and leaned her terribly white and stiff face towards Shuiyun. With a faint smile, she asked the maid in a ghostly voice, “Shuiyun, why should I look for my second elder sister? What did she do that would hurt me? Does it have anything to do with Marquis Jing Yuan?”

Such a smile, together with Wei Yuewu’s purposely elongated and ghostly voice and her pale face indeed frightened Shuiyun out of her wits.

“The Second Young Lady, she... and Marquis Jing Yuan... wanted to... to...” With her mind out of control at the moment, the maid was almost ready to answer every question....

All the onlookers involuntarily held their breath and stared at her with a feeling that she was going to tell a truth that everyone did not know!