Osmanthus as 'Matchmaker' (Part 2)

The moment they met, the Princess of Beijing repeatedly pressed Xia Jingui for answers because she was convinced that the operation had failed entirely because Xia Jingui had exposed herself beforehand.

Now that Xia Jingui was actually trying to turn the tables and blame her, she grew even more furious.

Yet, in consideration of that bloodstain, she still did her best to suppress her anger and said sternly, "Given what happened to you, it is only natural that you bear some resentment—but when my people rushed into the private room, it had already been emptied. How could that be blamed on them?"

"Not blamed on them? Hmph!"

Xia Jingui sneered. "What sort of man do you think Lord Sun is? The instant the commotion downstairs suddenly stopped and people began scrambling upstairs, he noticed something was wrong. Why would he wait for those curs to burst into the private room?"

She had naturally heard these words from Sun Shaozong.

He had originally said them to Xia Jingui in order to paint himself as wise and formidable, thereby reducing the chances of this woman betraying him.

Who could have imagined that, by sheer coincidence, he had instead convinced Xia Jingui that the fault lay entirely with Wei Ying, while she herself had merely been dragged into the mess? Thus, she had accumulated a bellyful of resentment.

At this moment, with three parts pretense and seven parts genuine hatred, her anger naturally looked far more convincing than mere acting.

Before Wei Ying could respond, Xia Jingui complained again, "Why didn't Cousin investigate more carefully back then? Lord Sun had actually been entrusted by the Crown Prince long ago to make things difficult for the Niu family. Why would he deliberately target Brother Wei?"

The Princess of Beijing had still been somewhat doubtful