Chapter 1272 The Truth Comes Out (1)

Wangcai came back to his senses and shouted with his neck straight: "Miss Du, you have to speak with your conscience. It was you who sent Mrs. Zhang to talk to me about this yesterday. The three hundred taels of silver are still in our hands. You can't deny it!"

Du Wanqing was so angry that tears came out when she heard it, and choked up and said: "Wangcai, although you were demoted to the manor, it was all your own fault. Why do you have to hold a grudge against me? I am recuperating in the mansion of Duke Liguo. I don't even have money to use. Where can I find three hundred taels of silver to bribe you? Even if you want to frame me, you should find a reasonable excuse!"

At this moment, Du Wanqing really didn't have any silver. The three hundred taels of silver were taken from her mother Wang after she sent Mrs. Zhang to take her secret letter. It was saved from the household allowance given to her by Mo Zili before, and it was also all the savings of the mother and daughter.

Because she had just told Mo Zili that she had no money, it was easy for her to be convinced.

However, her arguments and tears did not move Mo Zili. At this time, he was sitting on the chair with his head half lowered. His expression could not be seen clearly. The only thing that could be seen was that veins had already popped out on his forehead, and his fists on his knees were clenched tightly and made a crackling sound.

No one knew how angry he was now. He was so angry that he wanted to jump up and kill people!

These two dogs and bitches colluded with each other and were in collusion. If their trick succeeded, what he would face now was Xiangyun's cold body after being raped and killed.

When he thought of this possibility, his heart ached as if he was stabbed by a knife, his eyes were red, and he wanted to kill them immediately!

Wangcai saw the veins on the young master's forehead and knew that the young master was on the verge of a rage. Du Wanqing wanted to clear herself and put all the blame on him, but he certainly wouldn't do that. He grew up with the young master and knew his temper and how terrible he was when he was angry. If he was convicted of murdering the mistress, the young master would definitely not leave him alive.

After thinking about it, he looked directly into Du Wanqing's eyes and said loudly: "Miss, I have done a lot for you in the past. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen into this situation today. It's fine if you don't save me, but why do you frame me and add insult to injury? Aren't you afraid that I will be desperate and tell you what you did before?"

Du Wanqing understood that Wangcai was threatening her, but she was not afraid, because if the matter was investigated, Wangcai's responsibility was no less than hers, so, She said fearlessly: "Wangcai, what do you want to frame me for? I advise you not to have that evil intention, and confess your crime obediently. Maybe the master will spare your life because you have served him since childhood. If you are still restless and bite everywhere like a mad dog and make random accusations, the master will never let you go easily."

The following words were choked back by her, because at this time, she saw Mo Zili, who had been silent all the time, slowly raised his head, and his cold eyes tightly grasped them, which frightened them.

"Come here----"

He spoke, his voice was not loud, low and long, but it sounded terrifying.

"The slave is here!"

The four servants standing behind Mo Zili shouted like thunder, walked around in front of Mo Zili, and knelt down.

Mo Zili stared at Wangcai sinisterly, gnashing his teeth and saying grimly: "No matter if it was someone else's fault or not, this dog slave intended to murder and insult the mistress, his crime is unforgivable, first burn his hands until they are reduced to bones."