The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family-Chapter 1231 - 284: Time of Death_3

Watching him being stopped by a woman and accompanying her to the teahouse, a dozen pairs of eyes immediately fixed upon them.

Wei Shu’s joyful mood instantly diluted, as she glanced at the expressions in those people’s eyes and slightly bit her lip. Jiu Heng after all still had lingering feelings for her! Those people can go and tell Pei Qin about it! So many Imperial Physicians had concluded that she couldn’t bear children again, and now, when her life was nearly at risk, she was pregnant!? Such a trick could only deceive the common folk!

After they settled into the private room, Wei Shu immediately began pouring tea for Mo Heng, "This Snow Mountain Cloud Tea is your favorite, steeped with snow water, brewed with water heated by a red clay stove."

Mo Heng looked at it and was reminded of someone’s disdain, ’Snow falls from the heavens, who knows how much dust and contamination it picks up on the way down. Using it to melt and brew tea is no better than scooping water directly from a ditch! The air may be unpolluted, but the soil is plentiful!’

Wei Shu handed him a small cup, "My tea-brewing skills have improved quite a bit. Have a taste."

Mo Heng, not taking the cup, said, "Let’s talk business!"

Wei Shu’s hand holding the cup stiffened, "The taste has changed a bit from before, huh? You always used to like this tea."

"Indeed, it has changed a lot," Mo Heng said mockingly.

Wei Shu retracted her hand, "I forgot that you are a connoisseur of tea, able to discern its quality just by its aroma."

"What did you want to discuss?" Mo Heng had no patience to sit and drink tea with her.

Wei Shu’s eyes brimmed with tears as she gazed at him foolishly. She had intended to plea for mercy on behalf of the Marquis Mansion Yongchang, but upon seeing him, she couldn’t help but ask, "Pei Qin... she doesn’t have much time left, does she?"

Mo Heng’s eyes turned cold instantly, "Where did you get that information?" This news, not even Pei Yuan or Pei Qian knew, only a handful of people were aware.

"Jiu Heng! Her pregnancy is fake, right?! I know you suffered humiliation and injury in the past, and Pei Qin saved you, supported you, she was gracious to you, showed you affection, and you’re grateful to her! But now, her health has collapsed, and another pregnancy... it would only hasten her death! Jiu Heng! You’ve already repaid her enough! You’ve given her status and position, ten years, two daughters!" All I got were those once beautiful memories.

Mo Heng’s lips slowly curled into a smile, "Indeed, she saved me! And I, sparing no effort in repaying her, is only proper!"

Wei Shu’s tears fell, "Enough! It’s already enough! The debt you owed her has long been repaid! With her time coming to an end, do you still plan to remain loyal to her memory after her death?!"

Mo Heng looked down, silent for a moment, "No!" If he failed and harmed Qinqin, he would not remain alone! Heaven and earth alike, he would find her!

Wei Shu, upon hearing this, breathed a sigh of relief. He truly wasn’t in love with Pei Qin; it was just gratitude, a fondness that grew over time, a way to repay her! After Pei Qin’s death, Jiu Heng would surely remarry! He was still so young and in his prime! Reminded of Pei Qin’s pregnancy, she quickly asked again, "Pei Qin’s pregnancy is fake, right?" If even her life was at risk, how could she possibly conceive a child?!

Mo Heng looked up coldly, "Of course, she is truly pregnant!"

Wei Shu’s face turned pale, and it was a while before she could speak, "...She is clearly, on the verge of not holding on." Could it be that she wanted to leave a child for Jiu Heng before dying? He is a loyal and righteous man, having that child would surely make Jiu Heng constantly think of her, longing for her.

"Is that what you came here to talk about?" Mo Heng countered.

Only then did Wei Shu remember Lady Mo and her son’s matter, "Jiu Heng! Luo Zhen, my brother-in-law, he couldn’t possibly be a traitor! He must have been framed! He’s already gone, and now Sister Han and her child, already helpless and alone, are innocently imprisoned and suffering undeserved calamity, it truly is pitiful! Jiu Heng, Sister Han is wronged! They’re definitely not conspiring! Someone must have set them up!"

"It was me," Mo Heng admitted straightforwardly.

Wei Shu was shocked, her eyes wide with disbelief, "No... impossible! How could you... do such a thing?!"

Mo Heng glared at her coldly.

Wei Shu moved to grab his arm.

Mo Heng picked up the scabbard beside him to block her.

Undeterred, Wei Shu, crying, called out to him, "Jiu Heng! It wasn’t you, was it? It was Pei Qin, wasn’t it? Sister Han has made life difficult for her in the Shen Mansion; Pei Qin harbors a grudge against her!"

Mo Heng’s voice suddenly softened, "Has Qinqin ever targeted you?"

Wei Shu’s tears bordered her lashes.

Mo Heng asked again, "Has Qinqin ever harmed you?"