Chapter 569: 568: Storm Changes, Forced Palace! (Second Update)
My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early
The sight before her eyes.
Thoroughly shocked Leng Wanqing.
Her face turned gruesome at once.
She had never expected to see her own son lying in a pool of blood when she entered the room!
Enraged, she immediately grabbed a weapon from someone nearby and aimed it at Zuo Weiwei.
âMom, it wasnât me, it wasnât me! It was Song Zhizhi, Song Zhizhi killed Minghan, she is the one who killed Minghan!â Zuo Weiwei hastily exclaimed.
At this moment, terrified by her husbandâs betrayal and the prospect of death, she couldnât help trembling, pointing her finger at Song Zhizhi and yelling.
Clutching her bathrobe, Song Zhizhi nervously retorted, âMadam, do you think I could have killed him? Just myself, could I have possibly killed Jun Minghan?â
Leng Wanqing suppressed her tremendous anger.
Her eyes focused squarely on Song Zhizhi.
âI believe you, madam, are very clear about what Minghan and I were going to do tonight. We barely started when she showed up here, and then she killed Jun Minghan when he was unaware.â Song Zhizhi was certain.
âYou slanderer! Ask them if you donât believe me!â Zuo Weiwei screamed.
âThose are all your people, who do you think they would listen to?â
âThen ask the people around Jun Minghan. They all went outside when they heard the explosion just now. Mom, call them back and youâll know who killed him!â Zuo Weiwei spoke quickly and urgently.
âThose people⦠didnât you kill all of them?!â Leng Wanqingâs voice turned ice cold.
Zuo Weiwei was taken aback.
When Leng Wanqing rushed over, all of Jun Minghanâs bodyguards were dead outside the room, none survived.
At that moment, Song Zhizhi also looked terrified. She couldnât believe it and stared at Zuo Weiwei, âYouâve actually killed everyone! Youâve killed him and all of his people for revenge on Jun Minghanâs affair! Zuo Weiwei, this is too merciless of you!â
âNo, it wasnât me⦠It was all Song Zhizhiâs conspiracy. She set me up, she framed Minghan and me, Mom, you must understand!â
âShut up!â Leng Wanqing shouted at Zuo Weiwei, âItâs quite clear that Song Zhizhi couldnât possibly kill Jun Minghan by herself, and itâs even less possible for her to kill all the people around him. Who else could it be if not you!â
âIt really wasnât me, Mom, it really wasnât me⦠I admit I was upset, I really wanted to kill Minghan when I saw him betraying me, but I didnât dare mom, he is the father of my two children after all, I couldnât possibly do such a thing, it really was Song Zhizhiâ¦â
âHow can you blame me! You just said Jun Minghan deserved to die, you just said Jun Minghan should be killed for cheating on you!â Song Zhizhi insisted fiercely.
At that moment, Zuo Weiwei was at a loss for words. Anyone seeing this scene would assume she was the killer, she was completely unable to explain herself.
Song Zhizhi!
Song Zhizhi this woman, seduced her husband, killed her husband, and now she was going to pin all the blame on Zuo Weiwei. Zuo Weiwei wanted to kill her!
Zuo Weiwei picked up the gun in her hand and pointed it at Song Zhizhi.
âI am going to kill you!â Zuo Weiwei roared.
Her bloodthirsty look was almost unbearable to watch.
Song Zhizhi was horrified.
âBang!â Leng Wanqing fired a shot.
Directly hitting Zuo Weiweiâs chest.
Zuo Weiwei looked at Leng Wanqing blankly.
The next moment, she fell beside Jun Minghan in the pool of blood.
Leng Wanqingâs face remained unchanged.
She had just killed someone, but showed no signs of guilt.
Song Zhizhi felt a tightness in her chest.
At that moment, she forced herself to look calm.
After Leng Wanqing killed Zuo Weiwei, she turned and walked towards Jun Minghan.
As a mother, seeing her son die in front of her, even the toughest person would be moved and upset at this moment.
Her trembling hand stroked Jun Minghanâs lifeless cheek, looking at her sonâs spooky and unseeing stare. She closed his eyes with her hand and said bitterly, âIâm going to slaughter the Zuo family to the last one!â
Everyone remained perfectly still.
Everyone held their breath, afraid of meeting a similar fate even if they dared to make a slight move!
In this tense atmosphere, everyone remained frozen as long as Leng Wanqing remained still.
Then, all of a sudden.
An unusual noise came from outside the door, and one of Leng Wanqingâs men ran inside from outside, âMadam, itâs bad, we are under attack!â
Leng Wanqingâs face turned cold.
Her ruthless gaze was terrifying.
She asked, âWhose men are they?â
âThe Deanâs!â The man reported.
Leng Wanqing sneered coldly.
Did they really think she was that easy to deal with?!
She got up and gave orders to everyone, âLetâs use the underground tunnel!â
âYes!â
Song Zhizhi was startled.
So thereâs an⦠underground tunnel here.
So, when the Deanâs men show up, it is insignificant.
Once Leng Wanqing leaves, the Dean will inevitably be forced to step down.
Even though Leng Wanqingâs oldest son was dead, she still had her second and third sons, there were many candidates who could succeed her!
Song Zhizhi gritted her teeth.
At that moment, she still decided to follow along with Leng Wanqing, heading towards an underground tunnel in the courtyard.
The underground tunnel was very concealed.
Ordinary people could definitely not find it, even if they did, it would take a considerable amount of time. By then, they would have already escaped.
Suppressing her fear, Song Zhizhi followed Leng Wanqing through the long underground tunnel quickly and soon they reached the tunnel exit.
There were several black cars already parked at the exit.
Song Zhizhi took a glance around, without recognition of the place it looked very private.
So, in such a place, the Deanâs men would definitely not find them.
She was slightly terrified.
She could even imagine what Leng Wanqing was going to do next!
She braced herself and got into Leng Wanqingâs car.
Leng Wanqingâs eyes suddenly narrowed, âWho is she?â
Her gaze fell on Luo Xiaolang beside Song Zhizhi.
Luo Xiaolang had been with Song Zhizhi all along.
Her master told her to wait at the destination, so she had been waiting there all along.
Until the evening, her master finally came out to meet her, and then directly sent her into the courtyard. His master prepared the explosives outside, once the time was ripe, he would detonate the bomb. Her duty was to protect Song Zhizhi at all costs, everything else was done by her master.
At this moment, Leng Wanqing looked at Luo Xiaolang, a murderous intent apparent!
Song Zhizhi said, âShe is my bodyguard Luo Xiaolang, you can check her background, she is clean.â
âI only trust those who are mine.â
âYou canât kill her!â Song Zhizhi sprung to block Luo Xiaolang, âIf you donât trust her, she can stop following us, but you canât kill her!â
âReleasing her now, you think thatâs possible?â scoffed Leng Wanqing.
âBut you canât kill her!â Song Zhizhi insisted earnestly.
Her determination brought Leng Wanqing to a halt.
âIs a bodyguard worth your protection?â
âShe once saved my life. I always repay those who have been good to me. Please do not make this difficult for me!â
Leng Wanqingâs face turned cold.
âDonât try anything funny, Song Zhizhi. Killing you is as easy as crushing an ant!â The sight of Song Zhizhi brought a moment of patience.
âI understand clearly.â
Leng Wanqing got into the carriage, shutting the door behind her.
Song Zhizhi sighed with relief.
In a low voice, she directed Luo Xiaolang, âFollow me.â
Luo Xiaolang nodded.
At first, Song Zhizhi was truly puzzled as to why Luo Xiaolang appeared, but after some contemplation, she realized it was Wei Zimingâs arrangements.
Wei Ziming was worried about her being alone, so he asked Luo Xiaolang to protect her.
She gritted her teeth.
Maintaining her composure as best as she could, she followed Leng Wanqing into the official residence.
Song Zhizhi didnât dare to spread any news outside at the moment.
She wasnât sure whether the majority of the Deanâs people had been deployed to another courtyard to arrest Leng Wanqing. If it was so⦠Song Zhizhi struggled to regulate her heartbeat.
If it was so, then theyâd really fallen into Leng Wanqingâs trap.
She was even doubting whether all along, everyone had just been exploiting each another, setting one another up?!
And who would ultimately triumph? Song Zhizhi had no idea.
She reminded herself not to panic.
The carriage slowly arrived at the official residential compound.
Leng Wanqing disembarked.
Many people had already gathered underneath, waiting. As Leng Wanqing stepped down, a man promptly approached her and quickly strode towards Leng Wanqing.
Identifying the man from the darkness, Song Zhizhi saw it was Jun Mingfeng.
So⦠Leng Wanqing wasnât just relying on Jun Minghan alone. A smart woman like her would not pin all her hopes on one man.
Jun Mingfeng addressed Leng Wanqing with utmost respect, âMother.â
âWhere are they?â
âTheyâre in his other courtyard.â
âWhatâs the situation?â
âWe have him completely surrounded, he wonât be able to escape!â
âGood.â Leng Wanqing commanded in a deep voice, âFollow me!â
âYes.â
Jun Mingfeng followed his motherâs steps.
Song Zhizhi also followed.
Song Zhizhiâs heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.
Because she saw the Deanâs other courtyard.
There were people everywhere, inside and outside the yard, all of them respectful towards Leng Wanqing. Clearly, they were all her people.
So nowâ¦
Leng Wanqing was planning a regicide!
Song Zhizhi followed them inside.
The Dean was in chains.
Following Leng Wanqingâs appearance, the Dean smiled, âYou really couldnât resist.â
âItâs all your doing.â Leng Wanqing was completely indifferent.
âWould our situation have come to this, without these years of your suppression?â The Dean seemed not quite happy with the course of events. âI donât understand. Havenât I been good to you? Yet you still treat me like this!â
âYouâve been good to me? You had an illegitimate child!â
âI only had an illegitimate child because you pushed me to my limits. I had no choice but to cultivate a loyal follower to seize power for me!â The Dean, agitated, rose from his chair and roared at Leng Wanqing, âAll my sons are loyal to you, they donât even respect me, their father. You forced me into this!â
âEven if I forced you, youâve overestimated yourself! I once aided you in seizing power; now, I have the ability to strip you of everything!â
âLeng Wanqing, why did you ever have feelings for me? Was there no love between us?â The Dean spat fiercely.
At that moment, his rage was palpable.
Song Zhizhi realized that the Dean genuinely loved Leng Wanqing.
But Leng Wanqing did not reciprocate.
Leng Wanqing laughed, âLove? I fell in love only once in my life, but I killed that person with my own hands. From then on, I, Leng Wanqing, will never fall in love with another man again. As for you, youâre merely a tool for me to manipulate this game of power. Once youâre no longer useful, youâre dead!â
âLeng Wanqing! You heartless woman!â
Unmoved, Leng Wanqingâs face hardened, âWhereâs the will?!â
âYou think I would hand it to you?â
âYou think not giving it to me will make it possible to pass the throne to Jun Mingyu? Ridiculous! I just wanted to save myself some trouble!â Leng Wanqing snapped back relentlessly.
âI would never give it to you, even in death!â
âMingfeng!â
âYes.â Jun Mingfeng responded with respect.
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âYes.â
Jun Mingfeng quickly led his men to start the search.
The Deanâs other courtyard was thrown into disarray.
After searching for a long timeâ¦
Jun Mingfeng returned, âMother, weâve searched everywhere. Nothing.â
âHuh.â Leng Wanqing scoffed, âSo he wants to fight me.â
The Dean glared at Leng Wanqing.
âNever mind, Mingfeng, prepare another one right away! Let your father sign it. The will shall state the passing of the throne to you!â
At that moment, Jun Mingfeng too, seemed stirred.
He promptly ordered his men to draft a new will.
Leng Wanqing turned to the Dean, âThen, with two wills, whom do you think the world will believe, me or Jun Mingyu? Perhaps this will even give me a justifiable reason to charge Jun Mingyu for usurping the throne and bring him to justice!â
âYou!â The Dean trembled with rage.
Leng Wanqing approached the Dean, sternly telling him every word, âIf you had known your place and kept a low profile, at least youâd still have your life! Itâs all your own doing for having such ambitious plans!â