After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 163 Not an outsider

Her words were like a sharp dagger, pointing straight to the core of the truth.

Su Yue was stunned when she heard this, and whispered in disbelief: "Could it be... Miss Cui? How is it possible..." Before this, Miss Cui had always been a gentle and virtuous person in her mind.

Cui Rong was already suspicious of all the unreasonable behaviors this morning, especially the provocations and humiliations without any reason.

Those seemingly unintentional clashes and harsh remarks pushed her into despair step by step, until the dramatic "rescue" at the end, which was undoubtedly intended to make her the target of public criticism and suffer unwarranted humiliation.

Such deep malice is chilling.

"Wen Yinyang, I am indeed extremely lucky."

It was as if a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and behind that smile was a profound irony towards the fickleness of the world.

"They are going too far! Just because you are a girl and have no one to rely on!"

Su Yue's eyes were red and her anger almost bursting through her chest. She was indignant about the injustice that Cui Rong had suffered.

Cui Rongrong's voice was still calm, but it carried a strength that could not be ignored: "Although I am helpless, I am definitely not someone who can be trampled on at will."

This determination seems to tell everyone that even if the road ahead is long, she will face the wind and rain alone and remain indomitable.

After returning home, with his steps a little heavy, he walked through the mottled shadows of the trees in the courtyard and entered his quiet residence.

Inside the house, the flickering candlelight illuminated the busy figure of the maid Su Yue, who was anxiously boiling a pot of hot ginger soup in the hope of dispelling the bone-deep cold.

The air was filled with the unique spiciness and warmth of ginger soup, which contrasted sharply with the chill outside.

"Girl, you should change your wet clothes first, take a bath to warm your body, and drink this ginger soup, so that you can barely suppress the coldness in your body."

Su Yue's voice was full of worry. She held up the bowl of medicine, her eyes revealing endless concern.

As if she had taken the medicine bowl, her movements revealed a trace of barely perceptible fatigue. She gently placed it on the small table beside the bed, then slowly leaned against the bedside. Her expression seemed unusually cold under the dim light, but her eyes were deep: "The night is still long."

"What do you mean, girl?"

Su Yue was puzzled, her voice trembled slightly, and was full of concern.

Her gaze passed through the half-closed window lattice and into the deep night. Her eyes seemed to contain a thousand words: "Today's events are far from over."

While she was thinking, she heard hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by Ding Dong's slightly panicked voice: "Miss, Miss Cui from the Jiang Mansion is here to visit."

Su Yue's face changed slightly when she heard the voice, and anger appeared on her delicate face involuntarily: "She actually has the nerve to step in here!"

Wan Ruo's voice was as calm as an ancient well, but it revealed an unquestionable determination: "She will come naturally, draw a clear line, show her innocence, and show care for the orphan girl. This is her way of survival."

"Invite her in."

It was as if the order was given casually, which made people feel puzzled. "Miss, why do you want to see her?"

Wan Ruo's eyes became deep and complicated: "Because I am not someone who can be defeated so easily."

Then, she turned to Su Yue, with a barely perceptible cunning flashing in her eyes: "Go find Qing An and tell him that I almost drowned."

Su Yue was surprised for a moment when she heard this, but then she suddenly realized what was going on. She hurriedly bowed and turned away, leaving the room in silence.

As soon as Su Yue's footsteps disappeared outside the door, Cui Yunhe, led by Ding Dong, walked into the room gracefully. Her gorgeous skirt swayed gently, making her look noble and inviolable.

"Sister Cui Rongrong, are you feeling better?"

Cui Yunhe spoke eagerly, holding Wanruo's hand as he spoke, and the worry on his face did not seem to be entirely false.

As if gently pulling back his hand, his expression indifferent: "It's okay, it's just a trivial matter."

Cui Yunhe spoke with a hint of self-blame, but cleverly pushed all the responsibility away: "It was all my fault for not thinking carefully enough. I never thought that you and Miss Zhao would have a conflict. You were arguing in the pavilion, pushing and shoving, and you both fell into the water. I happened to be away for a moment and was unable to stop them in time. It was really my fault."

Facing Cui Yunhe's words, she seemed to smile without saying anything, but her eyes seemed to have a wisdom that saw through everything: "Miss Cui, you are blaming yourself too much. You were not there at that time. Miss Zhao and Miss Qiu targeted me for no reason and pushed me. Everything was their doing. What does it have to do with you? How could I be angry with you?"

Although Wan Ruo's words were in line with Cui Yunhe's wishes, they seemed strangely harsh.

Cui Yunhe had no time to think about it. She just patted Wanruo's hand gently and said earnestly, "You are too stubborn. As a woman, you should be gentle and virtuous. How can you easily argue with others? If you could have taken a step back at that time, how could we have such an embarrassing situation today?"

"Miss Cui has a point."

There was a hint of alienation in Wan Ruo's smile, but there was a light in her eyes that could not be ignored, as if she had her own interpretation of Cui Yunhe's words.

However, Cui Yunhe suddenly changed the topic, with a hint of hidden sharpness in her tone: "But when I fell into the water, a servant ignored the distinction between men and women and risked his life to save me..."

Cui Yunhe's face was uncertain, and he asked sternly: "Whose lowly servant dared to be so bold? The scene was chaotic and I was not there. I didn't expect that there would be such a rebellious servant who openly disobeyed my orders! I clearly arranged several steady women to rescue them and strictly prohibited any men from approaching, but how could someone still dare to disobey!"

She held Wanruo's hand tightly, and every word she said was firm and powerful: "Don't worry, I will get to the bottom of this matter and seek justice for you."

Cui Rongrong's lips curled up into a bitter smile: "Miss Cui's deep affection and friendship will be remembered in my heart."

Cui Yunhe sighed softly, a look of relief flashing in her eyes: "Fortunately you can swim and didn't cause a bigger tragedy, otherwise, I really don't know how to explain this regret to the Wen family."

"Ou Gunu, who in the Wen Mansion really cares about my life or death?"

It was like whispering to oneself, with an indescribable desolation in the voice.

Cui Yunhe tried to comfort him: "You have been in the Wen family for more than a year. Even the old lady appreciates you very much. The eldest son even took you in against all odds. This shows how much he values ​​you."

Wan Ruo's eyes moved slightly, and she responded calmly: "Young Master is kind-hearted, that's all."

While they were talking, Ding Dong hurried into the room with a bit of nervousness and embarrassment.

"What's the matter?"

There was a hint of ominous premonition in Wanruo's question.

Ding Dong wanted to say something but hesitated. He opened his mouth several times but couldn't say anything. He secretly glanced at Cui Yunhe.

She frowned slightly, and her tone was a little more impatient: "It's okay to speak frankly. Sister Jiang is not an outsider, there is no need to hide it."

Ding Dong hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to avoid Cui Yunhe, leaning close to Wanruo's ear, and whispered in a low voice: "The eldest master is here."