"Princess, Long Fengying has quietly returned to Hou Mansion," not long after their departure, Mo Mei reported in a low voice to Yang Mengchen.
Yang Mengchen waved her hand dismissively, signaling that there was no need to pay attention, and took a sip from the clear tea Sister Jin had passed to her. She appeared calm and collected, yet her eyes held a depth of dark light that was not to be disclosed.
Sister Jin said indignantly, "That old lady of Hou Mansion actually faked illness to conspire with her daughter-in-law against the princess. How detestable and deserving of death!"
"The old lady did not fake her illness," Yang Mengchen said with a smile upon seeing everyone's surprised faces. "She has been poisoned, but it wasn't Madam Zhang's doing. Based on my guess, it must have come from Long Fengying's hand. Even if the play at the front yard didn't trap me, she would use the old lady's death to frame me."
