Chapter 200: Let her reunite with her daughter

Deng Jieyu didn't believe it; she refused to believe anything she said—how could her obedient daughter be a petty, murderous schemer?

It must be Mu Yuanzhi framing her and shifting the blame!

Deng Jieyu, blinded by anger, lunged at Mu Yuanzhi.

Mu Yuanzhi immediately stepped back.

Pei Shangling reacted extremely quickly, stepping in front of Mu Yuanzhi and grabbing the suddenly hysterical Deng Jieyu: "Mother, don't do this!"

"Ling'er, if you were my son you wouldn't stop me! It's all this woman's fault! She ruined us!" Deng Jieyu seemed out of her mind, heedless, completely ignoring Pei Shangling's words.

When a person goes mad, their strength is great; Pei Shangling dared not hurt his own mother, and in the struggle he actually fell into a disadvantage.

Mu Yuanzhi naturally wouldn't stand there foolishly; keeping distance from the madwoman was priority, she turned and walked several steps away before shouting at the top of her voice: "Someone come! Deng Jieyu has gone mad!"

She shouted loudly, further stimulating Deng Jieyu's nerves; she hysterically lunged past Pei Shangling to grab Mu Yuanzhi, Pei Shangling was shoved aside, he staggered and hurried forward to pull her away.

The nearby guards heard the commotion and came, seeing Deng Jieyu lunging at Mu Yuanzhi like a madwoman, they immediately rushed over and pulled her apart.

"Release this palace! You damned lackeys!"

Deng Jieyu scratched and clawed; it took several guards to barely hold her down.

Mu Yuanzhi retreated again and again, still shaken.

In her memory, the kind and elegant mother-in-law had nothing in common with the woman before her who wanted her life.

Now Mu Yuanzhi looked at Deng Jieyu and found her hateful, so she didn't want to look any longer.

"Don't hurt my mother-in-law!"

Pei Shangling wanted to chase after Mu Yuanzhi but couldn't leave his mother-in-law behind.

As the Fourth Prince, his word the guards dared not ignore; just as he was about to release Deng Jieyu, the moment they showed any sign of letting go, Deng Jieyu went mad again, desperately pushing and grabbing, terrified of losing this hard-won chance to break free.

These guards' arms and faces bore various degrees of scratches.

"What are you all doing?!"

The emperor's majestic voice rang out, and the scene fell silent instantly.

Deng Jieyu seemed to have been struck on the head, finally sobering up; she immediately stopped her frenzy and dared not look at the emperor's face.

Within the emperor's line of sight, Mu Yuanzhi had not yet gone far; seeing Deng Jieyu's state, he instantly understood everything.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger! Mother-in-law is merely worried about her imprisoned daughter, which made her lose her composure!" Pei Shangling bowed and said.

The emperor's expression was dark and unfathomable; his deep gaze swept over Pei Shangling before settling on the timid Deng Jieyu.

The longer he looked, the more he found her eyesore.

The once graceful, virtuous, gentle and kind woman now resembled a madwoman from the forever alley, making him annoyed just to look at her.

"Since Deng Jieyu is so concerned about her daughter, why not let her reunite with her daughter!" the emperor waved his hand, out of sight, out of mind.

"Your Majesty!"

Pei Shangling didn't understand the emperor's meaning: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has committed no fault; how can you imprison her in the Imperial Court of Justice?"

Deng Jieyu then, as if waking from a dream, fell to her knees, tears and voice pouring forth: "Your Majesty, spare me! I confess my guilt! Please grant me mercy!"

"Take her away!"

The emperor did not want to look at Deng Jieyu any longer.

"Your Majesty!" Pei Shangling rushed forward.

"If you keep pleading for her, I'll have you imprisoned together in the Imperial Court of Justice to reunite with your sister and her family!" the emperor glanced impatiently at Pei Shangling, flicked his sleeve, and left.

Pei Shangling unwillingly closed his mouth, then went to help Deng Jieyu up: "Mother-in-law, the emperor is merely angry for a moment; he will surely release you in a couple of days."

Deng Jieyu shook her head, soul lost: "The emperor has never been this angry with me before; he doesn't remember old affection at all!"

As she spoke, she cried even more sorrowfully.

"Mother-in-law, don't you also feel no old affection for Ah Zhi?" Pei Shangling couldn't help but question.

Deng Jieyu stared at Pei Shangling in disbelief: "Now you still think of her? She got your mother-in-law thrown into prison too, and you still miss her?! I shouldn't have raised her at all! Let her die!"

Pei Shangling shook his head, released Deng Jieyu's hand, silently stood up, and let the guards take her away.

"Ling'er!" Deng Jieyu tried to grab Pei Shangling.

But Pei Shangling remained unmoved, simply watching his mother being led away.

Suddenly he understood his mother—this is just like his former self: black and white reversed, right and wrong confused, blindly framing Ah Zhi.

He looked at Deng Jieyu as if looking at his former self.

At this moment he clearly realized how hateful and foolish his former self had been.

The ancients Pei Yunxi were hateful, but do he and they bear no responsibility?

They are all accomplices of Pei Yunxi!

It's a pity he woke up too late…

Now Ah Zhi no longer wants to be his sister, nor wants to have anything to do with them…

Pei Shangling leaned wearily against a tree, gazing blankly in the direction Mu Yuanzhi had just gone.

After who knows how long, Pei Shangling finally collected his thoughts.

It doesn't matter; he can stop being Ah Zhi's brother, be anything—even a dog!

Doesn't she like small animals? He can be her little pet!

Pei Shangling regained his drive and plunged into the night.

The midnight Pingnan Wangfu was very quiet; only the courtyard where Mu Yuanzhi stayed had any life.

Fortunately, she still had Hongdou keeping her company.

It was already midnight, and Qilin had not returned.

Will this child have to spend the night outside?

"Master, you should go to sleep; Qilin Gongzi is not a child, he has truly inherited the Prince Consort's true teachings, his martial arts are superb, so you needn't worry about him." Xiao Nianzi said.

His master truly raised the Qilin young master as his own son.

That's the principle, but because of the past life's connection, Mu Yuanzhi always feels uneasy about Qilin; clearly now Pei Shangling will no longer be harmed by Pei Yunxi's Dao and thus be unfavorable to Qilin, and Qilin's fate has changed from great misfortune to great fortune, yet she still can't put her mind at ease.

Actually she knows, deep down it's the shackle from her past life; she hasn't fully walked out of that tragedy, and it remains her nightmare.

Suddenly, Gu Rongjin's face flashed in her mind; Mu Yuanzhi thought, if he were here, that would be nice—if he were here, she would feel at ease.

I wonder how he is doing now?

Mu Yuanzhi looked out the window; the heavy night sky blocked out all the stars.

"Master?" Xiao Nianzi called out again, unwilling to give up, "If the Prince Consort knew you weren't resting properly again, he'd surely feel heartbroken."

Mu Yuanzhi nodded, rose, and said, "You're right, I should rest."

She promised him she would take good care of herself.

Xiao Nianzi thought, bringing up the Prince Consort really works!

Early the next morning, Qilin came back: "Senior sister, senior sister! Big news! You definitely don't know who I saw!"

Qilin, who had come running in in a hurry, shouted loudly.

"Who did you see? Weren't you going to find Master Yuan Yan?"