Yueyao said, "Isn't that just it? Do you think her brain got flooded with water? Clearly being betrothed and still sneaking off for private meetings, isn't that courting death? It's almost certain that someone set her up."
Just who could have masterminded this plan remained unknown.
Thinking of this, Yueyao looked at Xiang Wei, a woman always quick to retaliate. Yueyao asked, "You wouldn't tell me it was you who had a hand in this, would you?"
A smile crossed Xiang Wei's lips, "I merely let someone inform Ning Lixuan of the day Mu Qinglian went to Hualin Temple to offer incense, nothing else did I do." Qinglian had been up to no good behind the scenes for too long; Xiang Wei couldn't let her off so easily. Of course, Xiang Wei knew Yueyao's temperament—not one to engage in overly malicious deeds—so stirring a little trouble subtly wouldn't hurt.
Mingzhu was overjoyed, "Xiang Wei, was this really your doing?"
