My Inner Thought is Exposed! The Villain Family Defy Their Fate!-Chapter 338 - 142: The Affair Exposed

Could it be that he knows who the real boss of this house is?

Heh, Lady Yun shook her head, amused by her own thoughts. No matter how clever Yun Rui was, he was still just a four or five-year-old child, how could he understand these things?

He liked the little one, probably because she was born cute, or maybe because compared to their older siblings, they were close in age, so it was a pure, childlike affection.

"Sister, how did I do?"

Suddenly, Yun Rui closed the book, looking shyly at Yun Wanqing, with a faint expectation in his eyes.

Yun Wanqing: "..."

[Your reading is really great, but there’s no point in asking me, I can’t speak.]

"The teacher said he will teach me arithmetic and the Standards for Being a Good Pupil tomorrow. Once I’m done with school, I’ll come back to read to you again..."

[Sure, go ahead and read, consider it a way to reinforce your knowledge.]

The pair of siblings, one seemed to be talking to himself, while the other seriously responded in her heart.

While the Duke Mansion was so harmonious, Lu Huaixin got himself into trouble.

A letter was delivered to Princess Hua Yang, exposing his affair with a lover completely.

After reading the letter, Mo Zhaozhao, her face cold as ice, led over twenty guards straight to the picturesque residence in Lishui Lane.

In the afternoon.

The gate was kicked open violently, and outside stood a group of fierce Silver Armor Guards.

Such a massive show of force startled the guards within the residence.

After a brief moment of dumbfoundness, the guards barely mustered the courage, nervously approaching to inquire about the intruders’ identities.

Whoosh!

Over twenty Silver Armor Guards simultaneously drew their Yanling Sabers, the lead guard looking coldly at the house guards.

"Princess Hua Yang has graced us with her presence. If anyone dares to obstruct, they shall be slain without mercy!!!"

The menacing aura scared the house guards, causing their legs to tremble and they involuntarily stepped back, giving way.

"Where is Lu Huaixin? Take us to him."

Mo Zhaozhao squinted her eyes, coldly looking at one of the guards.

The guard’s face turned difficult, troubled, "Your Highness, this..."

"Enough with the nonsense, hurry and lead the way."

A glint of cold light, and a cold blade was placed at his neck, the Silver Armor Guard’s leader’s expression was ruthless, eyes murderous.

Frightened to the bone, the guard immediately nodded, sweating profusely, "Yes, please follow me, Your Highness..."

Passing through the long corridor, they arrived at a courtyard. The maid outside, upon seeing the scene, screamed in fear.

"Who, who are you? How dare you trespass this place? Don’t you know..."

"Move out of the way."

Before she could finish talking, she was kicked aside, falling clumsily to the ground.

Mo Zhaozhao didn’t even glance at the maid she had kicked over, she lifted her skirt, walked briskly up the steps, and lifted her leg to kick at the tightly shut door.

After kicking it, besides the intense pain in her foot, the door didn’t budge.

She inhaled sharply from the pain, a faint mist of tears in her eyes, she turned angrily to the Silver Armor Guards behind her.

"What are you all standing there for? Quickly, kick the door open for me."

"Yes."

Two Silver Armor Guards stepped forward, mounting the steps in a few strides, lifting their legs to kick forcefully at the door.

With a bang, the door opened, and a strong, amorous aroma wafted out.

Swish!!!

Mo Zhaozhao turned, slowly drawing a guard’s sword, and strode into the room.

Inside the room, light as mist gauze curtains fluttered, vaguely revealing two figures hurriedly dressing.

She squinted her eyes, holding the sword, she walked step by step toward the bed.

Suddenly, the light gauze curtain was pulled open, Lu Huaixin, wearing a thin white inner garment, got down from the bed, looking at Mo Zhaozhao in a panic.

"Zhaozhao, listen to me explain..."

"Oh?"

Mo Zhaozhao raised her hand, the cold sword tip in her hand pressed against his cheek, slowly moving to his prominent Adam’s apple.

"Then speak, I’m listening."

"I..."

Lu Huaixin opened his mouth anxiously, but after uttering a single word, he fell silent, as if something blocked his throat.

"Speak? Why aren’t you continuing?"

Mo Zhaozhao’s face was dark, squinting her eyes, she let out a cold laugh.

Her demeanor left him flustered, Lu Huaixin opened his mouth, but ultimately gave up arguing for himself.

As if accepting his fate, he lowered his head, admitting his mistake.

"I’m sorry, Zhaozhao, I was wrong. I’m really sorry, I know you’re very angry, you can punish me however you want..."

Just spare Ying’er from any trouble.

Though Lu Huaixin admitted his mistake verbally, in his heart, he did not regret being with Ying’er at all.

He only regretted not being cautious enough, allowing Mo Zhaozhao to discover this matter so soon.

"Heh, how nice!!!"

Mo Zhaozhao let out a cold laugh, her eyes suddenly changing, she gripped the sword handle with both hands, gritting her teeth, she stabbed towards his legs.

Seeing this, Lu Huaixin’s expression changed drastically, his body flashed, dodging to the side.

After dodging, he still looked at Mo Zhaozhao in disbelief, saying, "Zhaozhao, how could you be so ruthless?"

She actually wanted to destroy his manhood, if he hadn’t dodged quickly enough, he would’ve suffered greatly by now.

Thinking of this, Lu Huaixin felt a chill all over, his scalp tingling.

The missed strike, Mo Zhaozhao held the sword with both hands, her eyes reddened, looking at him.

"You said it yourself, I could punish you however I wanted, so it turns out you were only paying lip service!"

Lu Huaixin: "..."

He did say she could punish him however she wanted, but that was because he never thought she would be so malicious as to want to ruin him.

"But some things, it’s not the case that you can say whatever you want, say it and not have to mean it, you dare deceive me, then you have to see if I’m willing to agree..."

"Someone, hold him down for me."

Mo Zhaozhao squinted her eyes, her unparalleled gorgeous face covered with a deep darkness, upon her command, the guard leader launched an attack at Lu Huaixin.

The two instantly engaged in a fight.

On the bed, Xu Mengying bit her lip, holding the quilt tightly, she was extremely frightened, she couldn’t help but start to regret cooperating with ’the Lord’.

Only at this moment did she clearly realize, her actions during this period amounted to competing with the Princess for a man.

Going against the Princess, could there be a sweet outcome for her?

It was hateful that in her greed before, she didn’t consider the Princess at all, now even regretting was too late.

After much deliberation, she held the quilt, stumbling down from the bed, kneeling at Mo Zhaozhao’s feet, pleading tearfully.

"Your Highness, my apologies, this humble woman acknowledges her mistake, I shouldn’t have liked the Young Master, shouldn’t have harbored delusions of becoming his concubine, I beg Your Highness to spare my life, I swear I’ll never see the Young Master again, I beg Your Highness..."

Looking at the woman crying and pleading at her feet, Mo Zhaozhao paused slightly, moments later, she bent over, reaching out to grip the woman’s chin, raising it up.