CHAPTER 127: CHAPTER 127: CLEARED OF SUSPICION

Faced with the fierce accusations from the two, Wen Shu frowned, her gaze falling on Bai Qiao’s pale face.

What should she do?

Find strong evidence to clear her suspicion, or be like the original owner, stubbornly arguing and ruining her own reputation?

Noticing her unease, Nan squeezed her hand, his thoughtful gaze sweeping over the people opposite.

He bent over and whispered in her ear, "Ashu..."

However, before he finished speaking, the back of his hand was pressed down and then gently brushed away.

In her sight, the female’s jaw was tight, her rosy lips moved slightly, and two streaks of tears fell down her cheeks.

"You... do you all suspect me?"

Under the glaring lights, Wen Shu looked pale, as if deeply aggrieved, her entire being on the verge of collapse.

"Go away!"

She forcefully pushed aside the guards blocking her path, ran to the armchair beside Bai Rong, and tightly grasped her hand, "Mother, how can you not believe me? I..."

Seeing her suddenly rushing over, Craig abruptly stood up, shielded Bai Qiao behind him, and sternly interrupted her, "Everyone knows what kind of person you are."

He squinted dangerously, his olive-green eyes filled with a dense darkness, staring at her intently, and said in a deep voice, "Harming a female and her cub. Each of these charges could sentence you to fifty years in prison!"

The thick male voice was like a heavy blow, striking the hearts of the males; Wu Xuan’s face turned livid as he said gravely, "This can’t be Ashu’s doing! What evidence do you have!"

Just as his voice fell, Lu Di, who had remained silent, slowly stood up, took out a smooth black crystal from his bosom.

He slowly walked to the center of the living room, a trace of reluctance flashing across his handsome, gentle face, as he said hoarsely, "I can hardly believe it, but..."

Lu Di’s deep blue eyes looked at Wen Shu’s tear-streaked face, his fingers subtly tightening as he sighed faintly, "This is a Memory Stone found on a noble. You can see for yourselves."

With that, he activated his power, and a strange yet clear image appeared in the air of the living room.

Wen Shu’s tear marks were barely dry when she looked up and saw the scene clearly, her heart surging with shock.

In the pitch-black room, Bai Qiao was full of tears, being force-fed medicine, and there were two males holding her down tightly on the bed.

And from the shadow by the bed, a familiar figure slowly emerged, as the light enveloped her, revealing Wen Shu’s snow-white face beneath the hood.

Her face was twisted with hatred, excitement flashing in her eyes as she looked at Bai Qiao, viciously saying, "How dare you compete with me? You deserve to die!"

With that, she beckoned to the male beside her, giving him a sidelong glance full of sarcasm, "This is the adopted daughter of the City Lord of Su’en City. I don’t need to tell you how high her Pregnancy value is, do I? And the reward?"

Receiving a whole bag of Crystal Coins, she satisfiedly weighed it and swept her icy gaze over Bai Qiao, curling her lips into a smile, "Pleasure doing business."

The image abruptly ended, and the living room fell into a deathly silence.

Wen Shu returned from her shock and quickly calmed down; she looked up at Lu Di, her chaotic thoughts instantly finding direction.

In the dim scene, he arrived too timely; if it weren’t for Luo Fei, she would have been caught on the spot, leaving her with no way to explain herself.

Moreover...

She had some recollections about the struggle for the heir to Yasen City.

The only person capable of fabricating a Memory Stone and possibly knowing a Spiritual Ability User was Lu Di.

Wen Shu lowered her gaze, contemplating a strategy, muttering under her breath, "It’s not me, it has to be fabricated..."

She didn’t understand; Lu Di was clearly the male protagonist, so how could he cause the female lead to miscarry?

Why, then, frame her so ostentatiously?

Before she could figure it out, Craig’s cold voice echoed in the silent living room, "It was indeed you! Guards, arrest her and escort her to the Law Enforcement Hall!"

As soon as he finished, the guards were ready to move but were stopped by Lu Di raising his hand.

His gaze remained on the side of Wen Shu’s face, seeing her small face turned pale, with reddened eyes looking aggrieved, and he couldn’t help but feel a bit softhearted.

"Female Wen Shu," he furrowed his brows slightly, softened his voice, and gently advised, "I know it was a moment of impulse for you to make a mistake. If you confess, the punishment could be halved..."

Hearing him trying to coax her into confessing, a chill flashed in Wen Shu’s eyes as she clung tightly to Bai Rong’s hand, arguing with a sob, "I’ve said, it wasn’t me at all. Mother, someone must be trying to frame me!"

Lu Di was meticulous; having made up his mind to send her to prison, he must have prepared carefully. She couldn’t let him succeed...

"As soon as my sister was captured, the guards arrived. Someone must have leaked the information, and the contraband likely hasn’t been placed yet."

Her words were baseless, with a hint of deliberate guidance, yet she gave no chance for rebuttal, "If you don’t believe me, you can have people search them."

Her gaze swept over the group of guards and quietly met Nan’s worried eyes; her voice trembled as she murmured, "They must have that bag of Crystal Coins hidden on them, ready to frame me!"

Hearing her say this, Bai Rong’s face showed difficulty.

But seeing Wen Shu, who had been calm and smart since their reunion, now with red, swollen eyes from crying, her cold heart inevitably softened.

After all, it was her own child. How could she bear to not give her even a chance to argue?

She patted Wen Shu’s hand and looked up at Lu Di, her tone gentle, "This is a serious matter, and if it’s a wrongful conviction, it wouldn’t be good."

Listening to her, Lu Di remained composed, his smile always gentle, "Naturally, for fairness’ sake, why not let Craig conduct the search?"

Hearing this, Craig was taken aback, a trace of shadow flashing in his eyes, and he stood up, walking toward the guards. As he passed Wen Shu, he mocked, "Struggling futilely."

His serious face was full of coldness, searching each one from left to right. But halfway through, he hadn’t found the so-called contraband.

Wen Shu watched his actions, her mind chaotic, but beside her, Bai Rong’s questioning voice sounded, "Ashu, tell mother the truth, was it really you?"

Before Wen Shu could answer, a pair of long legs stepped into view.

Lu Di slowly squatted down, his full lips parting lightly as he spoke softly, "Female Wen Shu, I know people at the court. I can help you manage things, so you won’t suffer..."

His earnest tone seemed to have long decided she was the one responsible.

Wen Shu tightly pressed her lips together, feigning anger as she glanced at him, and said to Bai Rong, "Mother, it wasn’t me."

As she said this, Craig, in the middle of his search, froze; he furrowed his brow, looking at the money bag in his hand, a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Noticing his movement, Wen Shu immediately stood up, rushing forward to snatch the money bag from his hand.

Her icy gaze swept over his dazed face, and she fixed her stare on the embarrassed guard, "Tell me, who ordered you to frame me!"

Cornered by her question, the male’s eyes roamed wildly, momentarily flustered, and he seemed unable to look at anyone.

"I, I just..." His lips trembled, as if he remembered something, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he said with a do-or-die resolve, "I just wanted a cub!"

Seeing him admit it, Wen Shu was momentarily stunned, still wanting to press further, but before she could speak, the male in front of her suddenly became ruthless, his claws stabbing straight towards her abdomen.

"Wen Shu!"