After a series of tedious procedures, the five women finally got to see Old Madam Liang.
Somehow she had convinced Emperor Delong, and the five women were to see Old Madam Liang separately.
Qin Shuying was scheduled last.
The waiting time was long, and by the time Qin Shuying went to see Old Madam Liang, she was already quite impatient and uneasy.
Old Madam Liang was imprisoned in a cell. Apart from her face being a bit dirty, she looked no different from usual. Even her hair was combed smoothly, and her bearing remained very elegant.
Qin Shuying had to admire Old Madam Liang’s composure.
Seeing Qin Shuying enter, Old Madam Liang even showed a slight smile.
Qin Shuying’s gaze was cold as ice. She lifted her eyelids and looked at Old Madam Liang with eyes full of charity and pity.
Her gaze deeply provoked Old Madam Liang, but with bars between them, Old Madam Liang took a deep breath. “Qin Shuying, you didn’t expect this, did you? I’m not as miserable here as you imagined.”
Qin Shuying stood indifferently, her eyes full of mockery and ridicule, but she said nothing. She even raised her hand to examine her newly done nails.
In her previous life and before marriage, she had never kept such nails—long and pointed, painted with red henna.
She had applied light makeup today and dressed elegantly—after all, knowing the real Old Madam Liang was dead, she naturally wore mainly plain colors.
However, her brows and eyes carried a sharp intent and a sense of looking down from above.
After examining her nails, Qin Shuying raised her head and lightly glanced at Old Madam Liang, full of indifference and contempt.
Old Madam Liang could no longer maintain her composure. The smile disappeared from her face, replaced by a cold tone: “Do you think that by helping Liang Zhe like this, he’ll continue to treat you well forever?”
Qin Shuying still stood coldly, not saying a word.
It was almost identical to Old Madam Liang’s attitude toward Qin Shuying these past months—indifferent, dismissive. Complete superiority, complete indifference and contempt.
Old Madam Liang was furious. Throughout her life, others had always deferred to her wishes. Only Liang Zhen and Qin Shuying not only refused to comply but also advanced step by step, forcing her, Luo Yanyan, into a dead end.
“Bitch! Do you think you can rest easy now? How foolish!”
Qin Shuying’s eyes were full of mockery. She lowered her delicate hands and said lightly: “If you called me here just to curse at me, then curse away slowly. I won’t keep you company!”
With that, she lifted her foot to leave.
Not having achieved her purpose, Old Madam Liang wouldn’t let Qin Shuying go: “Stop right there!”
Qin Shuying slowly turned around. “Oh, by the way, Concubine Yue is pregnant again. The Liang family will have many descendants in the future. Do you think you can achieve your goal of ending the Liang family line?”
Speaking thus, she moved closer to Old Madam Liang and said in a voice only the two of them could hear: “Everyone you care about will not have a good end!”
“Ah!”
Old Madam Liang let out a terrified shriek, reaching through the bars to grab Qin Shuying. Qin Shuying immediately stepped back several paces, and Old Madam Liang grasped at empty air.
“You bitch, may you die a terrible death! How dare you harm them!”
Qin Shuying raised an eyebrow. “After cursing, is there anything else you want to say?”
Old Madam Liang gasped heavily. She regretted so much, regretted not killing this bitch when she first entered the family! Now, she could never return to the Liang family, and Meixiang and the others were no match for this bitch at all!
How could she be so sinister and vicious!
What Old Madam Liang cared about most in her life were Luo Meixiang and her three children. Seeing that Qin Shuying would deal with them, Old Madam Liang’s eyes moistened.
“Qin Shuying, I know you’re a smart person. Why do you help Liang Zhe so completely without leaving yourself any room for retreat? You should know that men’s gratitude doesn’t last long, men’s feelings don’t last long! You’re so sinister and ruthless—Liang Zhe says nothing now, but someday he’ll mind. You can certainly see this, so why do you still help him like this?”
Qin Shuying smiled mockingly.
Old Madam Liang saw human nature very clearly. Indeed, it was so.
For ordinary people, such a sinister and ruthless woman as herself would naturally seem excellent when needed, but once the threat was removed and life became stable, which man would be willing to face such a woman day after day?
Even in her previous life, Qin Yaoyao had faced such treatment from Lu Changxuan just for being somewhat capable.
But her purpose in helping Liang Zhe was simple—just to repay his life-saving grace twice.
Now, by resolving Old Madam Liang and then completely suppressing Luo Meixiang when she returned, with Liang Zhen in the capital, Liang Zhe’s future troubles would be gone, and she could retire successfully.
But that was her own business, and she didn’t intend to tell anyone: “What you say is ridiculous. I’m his wife—if I don’t help him, who should I help? Still trying to sow discord even now—truly unrepentant until death.”
Old Madam Liang knew Qin Shuying hadn’t relaxed her guard. Her words were watertight, guarding against others hearing and reporting back to Emperor Delong.
Qin Shuying moved closer to Old Madam Liang, her voice very low: “Do you know who crippled Liang Yuan’s arm? Do you know how Liang Jie’s leg was injured?”
Old Madam Liang stared in terror, her eyes wide: “You, you…”
Qin Shuying continued in a low voice: “That you’re still alive today isn’t because others value old relationships, but because you still have value.”
Then she stepped back several paces and raised her voice: “Qifeng Dynasty remnant, you killed my grandmother and ruined her reputation. With the heart of a wolf and thief, death would not be punishment enough!”
Finished speaking, Qin Shuying’s eyes were like cold stars, looking at Old Madam Liang with utmost contempt.
Then she turned and left.
“Stop right there! Stop!”
Old Madam Liang’s words weren’t finished. She still had much to say, she wanted to say…
But Qin Shuying paid no attention at all and quickly disappeared around the corner.
Old Madam Liang cursed for a long time before a man emerged from the shadows. Old Madam Liang snorted: “Did you hear everything clearly?”
The man mumbled “Mm” vaguely and turned to leave.
Old Madam Liang sat on the straw-covered plank bed: “I’m so angry, so angry!”
Cunning, sinister, able to accurately grasp what others cared about most, able to make someone furious with just one sentence.
That bitch Qin Shuying—she, Luo Yanyan, truly regretted not having someone kill her from the beginning!
And him—he had clearly said that if she sent a letter, he would definitely have those remaining follow her instructions. Why did that letter fall into Qin Shuying’s hands?
Why?
Since he knew his health was poor and he would have a stroke, why didn’t he arrange everything earlier? Why didn’t he tell her earlier that he could no longer help her?!
Men were all unreliable, unreliable!
And that stinking man Zhou Huaiyuan—clearly knowing she was Luo Yanyan, but to protect that bitch Lin Yuan, he insisted on calling her fake!
Did he think he was deeply devoted and faithful?
Didn’t he still have countless beauties in his harem and a bunch of sons!
And that old thing Liang Changshun—he thought that by condescending to marry her, he was being devoted? Didn’t he already have a daughter with his concubine before marriage! Did he think she should be devoted unto death?
Damned men! All damned!
All should die!