Chapter 107 Death to Schemes III

Seeing Su Qingyuan like that, Ning Siyao felt as if she was getting struck by lighting.

It was as if she'd already predicted what had happened that night, and that it wasn't as simple as it appeared on the surface.

In the end, the bitter fruit planted by oneself, still needed to be repaid.

Just as the line: 'Heaven sins, yet can live; self sins, cannot live.'*

Perhaps, is referring to people like Ning Siyao.

(*T/N: Originally comes from the Classic of History, Shangshu, by Confucius; however, the author seemed to have written one of the character wrongs, unsure if intentional or not. The intended meaning I'm fairly sure is the same though. Instead of 'live', in the original, it's the word 'avoid' in the first part. It means along the lines of, you can avoid natural disasters brought by heaven, but you can't escape from disasters brought about by yourself.)

Su Qingyuan's scream spread to every corner of the courtyard. When Chai Yiyun arrived at Su Qingwen's room, she found Su Qingwen lying on the bed, that appearance looked very pitiful.

"Wenwen, what's wrong?" Chai Yiyun walked up next to Su Qingwen and worryingly asked, even pulling her into her arms. That appearance certainly looked like a good mother.

"Mother, just what do you think is wrong with big sister?" Su Qingwen carefully asked as she hugged Chai Yiyun. "Big sister seemed to have changed into another person."

Chai Yiyun didn't know just what was wrong with Su Qingyuan either, or rather what Ning Siyao had done, but this matter seemed to have exceeded their expectations. Perhaps, none of them were able to bear the consequences.

"Wenwen, don't worry. You have mother here, I won't let you be harmed." Chai Yiyun patted Su Qingwen's back as she spoke in a soft voice.

Now that Su Yun's returned, she needed to think of other ways to deal with Su Qingyan. But just what ways can she deal with Su Qingyan?

Chai Yiyun suddenly thought of a person she could use, and that was Su Ming's concubine. That concubine, called Ye Jiqing, has a son. But this son was ignorant and incompetent; eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling*, not one he didn't touch. And Ye Jiqing would always not be able to do anything about this son.

(*T/N: An alternative or simplified translation of this idiom would be 'to live a life of debauchery'.)

If she can use Ye Jiqing to deal with Su Qingyan, then perhaps it wouldn't be a bad idea. She had heard that Ye Jiqing was skilled with incenses. If she wanted to use this kind of method to harm someon

tter added together, it's already a bit vexing, moreover, there's also Sun Bimeng's matter."

"Thank you for your hard work on these." Murong Jingxuan walked up and hugged her, "Yan'er, I'll always stay by your side."

"Murong Jingxuan, for Sun Bimeng's matter, let's make a trap within a trap." Qingyan raised her head to look at him, "Although a Sun Bimeng can't bring about any influence to Su Qingming, she can affect the Second Prince. Especially his reputation with the commoners."

Murong Jingxuan furrowed his brows, "What are you planning to do?"

"Puppet." Qingyan slowly said this word. "I want to turn Sun Bimeng into a puppet; a puppet that will only listen to my command."

"But Chonglou doesn't know how to create that kind of medicine. Are you going to use the parasite method?" Murong Jingxuan tightly frowned as he looked at her. He was very disapproving of this method, because this method was a bit too risky.

Qingyan shook her head, "That's not the case. I can control animals, this bit you should know! I can have the ghost ringed scorpion live inside the person's body, thus controlling their will."

Qingyan's words made him shiver, when did she have that kind of ability, furthermore he didn't know.

"Yan'er, your ability to control someone's will...."

"I also only found out recently. I discovered that whenever I play the flute, the scorpion in my body feels excited for some reason. Later it told me, it seemed to be able to control other's hearts." Qingyan looked to Murong Jingxuan and slowly explained. Afterwards, she half-jokingly asked, "Don't tell me you think I'm a monster?"

Murong Jingxuan shook his head, softly saying, "Silly girl."