Chapter 687: 689, my request isn’t too much, right? (Second update)

"Yes." Several servants immediately stepped forward to support Luo Yu’s arm, bypassing the Mo family matriarch and notifying them as they walked to the other side.

"See, I was right," Tong Zhi stopped walking, watching Luo Yu’s departing figure with the corners of her mouth slightly curled.

Seeing this, the Mo family matriarch finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that Tong Zhi had done the right thing.

She herself would have to learn more from Tong Zhi in the future; she couldn’t let Luo Yu sway her thoughts any longer.

"Aunt Tong, you are truly amazing, you guessed it right!" Mo Qingyi came over, taking Tong Zhi’s arm.

Tong Zhi humbly said, "Just average, third in the world."

"You’re the first, the first," Mo Qingyi raised her thumb towards Tong Zhi, "Aunt Tong, you’re too modest, you’re definitely the best in the world."

Then, the Mo family matriarch spoke up, "Little Zhi, Luo Yu is, after all, carrying a child, don’t you think your actions might have been a bit much?"

The mere thought of Luo Yu holding a knife just now made the Mo family matriarch feel both frightened and apprehensive.

Being older, she placed greater importance on offspring, and the Mo family matriarch was no exception.

She truly valued the child in Luo Yu’s belly.

"Too much? I think it was too light!" Tong Zhi gently fanned herself with a cinnabar-colored fan, "Sister, it’s not that I want to criticize, but you should have changed your temper by now. When your own daughter is bullied, you don’t help her seek justice but instead you indulge her..."

If it were up to Tong Zhi, she would have beaten Luo Yu so badly she wouldn’t recognize her own parents!

And she was supposed to tolerate Luo Yu taking Mo Qingyi’s room?

"That’s not how you should speak," the Mo family matriarch whispered, "What if something really were to happen to her, how could I face the ancestors of the Mo family?"

"Sister, you think too much," Tong Zhi said with a smile, "Whether it’s Mo Zhixuan’s child is still uncertain, and I believe Zhixuan is not that kind of person!"

Tong Zhi did trust Mo Zhixuan’s character.

"I also want to believe that Zhixuan is not that kind of person!" the Mo family matriarch sighed, "But the fact is, that’s how it is, I saw it with my own eyes that day... Ah, well, let’s not talk about it."

The Mo family matriarch was nearly certain that the child in Luo Yu’s belly was Mo Zhixuan’s.

Since Luo Yu resembled Chu Jin, it was normal for Mo Zhixuan to make a mistake.

Seeing this, Tong Zhi did not say anything more. Don’t let her age fool you; the Mo family matriarch was quite stubborn. Once she was set on something, not even nine cows could pull her back.

Tong Zhi understood her sister very well.

Since she believed so strongly that the child in Luo Yu’s belly was Mo Zhixuan’s, she must have her own reasons.

The group made their way to the hall.

After taking their seats, the Mo family matriarch turned to one of the servants, "Go fetch the jade cream from my room and give it to Miss Luo. Also, instruct the kitchen to prepare some dishes that Lady Tong enjoys and food suitable for a pregnant woman’s palate."

The Mo family matriarch still had some concerns about Luo Yu.

The two slaps she had just administered were not light.

It was crucial that Luo Yu not develop any negative feelings.

The doctor had made it very clear that this should be carefully taken into account.

If the child were harmed, it would be a terrible loss.

"Yes, my lady," the servant replied respectfully as he withdrew.

Tong Zhi shook her head helplessly.

Her sister, it seemed, had truly become senile—she had just disciplined Luo Yu, and now her sister was immediately sending comfort her way.

Wasn’t this hinting to Luo Yu that in the future, she could continue to act outrageously in the Mo family, assured that she had the Mo family matriarch to support her?

With the backing of the Mo family matriarch, what did Luo Yu have to fear?

Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe too were at a loss for words; the Mo family matriarch’s actions were indeed inappropriate.

"Sister, this isn’t right..." Tong Zhi looked toward the Mo family matriarch, her brow slightly furrowed—the Mo family matriarch was after all her sister, so there was a limit to what she could say.

"There’s nothing wrong with it," the Mo family matriarch patted Tong Zhi’s hand with a smile, "Little Zhi, don’t worry, I know where to draw the line."

"Sister, as long as you know where to draw the line, that’s good," Tong Zhi looked at the Mo family matriarch, a trace of worry in her eyes,

She knew that the Mo family matriarch placed immense emphasis on the issue of heirs.

Considering Mo Zhixuan’s situation, she had now put all her hopes on Luo Yu.

Putting aside the topic of Luo Yu.

The four of them enjoyed a very pleasant chat in the living room.

But.

Upstairs, Luo Yu grew increasingly indignant.

She was to be the illustrious future Nine Ye’s wife! How could she be bullied by a madwoman!

That she dared to treat her this way today while pregnant, what about the future?

Wouldn’t it mean that she had no place in the Mo family from now on?

No!

She absolutely couldn’t allow such a thing to happen.

She had to reclaim control of the situation!

At that moment, a servant walked in, holding something and presented it to Luo Yu with utmost respect, "Miss Luo, the elder madam has prepared jade cream for you, and also, she has instructed the kitchen to prepare your favorite dishes. Rest assured, Miss Luo, the elder madam cares for you the most."

Although Luo Yu had been slapped, her status in the heart of the Mo family’s elder madam had not diminished at all.

After all, she was carrying the Mo family’s bloodline in her womb.

The servants were all well aware of this.

Therefore, they were also subconsciously trying to please Luo Yu.

Luo Yu looked at the jade cream on the table, her eyes narrowed slightly, a calculating look flickering across them.

If the elder madam could send gifts over, it meant that she still valued her greatly, it was just that she had been bewitched by that mad woman for a moment.

Luo Yu sat in front of the dressing mirror, raised her hand to touch her cheek, her eyes filled with a vicious intent, "Tell me, who is the mad woman in the lower hall of the Mo family? What is her relation to the elder madam?"

Before this, Luo Yu had never heard of Tong Zhi, nor had she seen her.

It seemed like Tong Zhi called the elder madam ’sister’.

Mo Qingyi addressed her as Aunt Tong.

Could it be that Tong Zhi was the elder madam’s sister?

But, looking at them, Tong Zhi and the elder madam were too different! They didn’t look like sisters at all, it wouldn’t be too much to say they were mother and daughter.

If you were to talk about sisters,

Tong Zhi and Mo Qingyi looked more like siblings.

How could she possibly be the elder madam’s sister?

She could be some distant relative, trying to cling to the higher branch.

After all, it’s good to enjoy the shade under a large Mo tree.

The elder madam was really confused to follow the words of someone like Tong Zhi.

The servant placed the jade cream on the vanity, very respectfully saying, "Miss Luo, you must be talking about Mrs. Tong, the elder madam’s own sister, and also the maternal aunt of Nine Ye and the young miss."

The mad woman is the elder madam’s own sister?

Luo Yu was stunned for a moment.

She hadn’t expected that the mad woman was indeed the elder madam’s own sister.

No wonder the elder madam indulged her so much.

As long as that mad woman was around, she wouldn’t have good days ahead, Tong Zhi wasn’t as easy to handle as the elder madam.

Tong Zhi was not only difficult to handle but also a very assertive person.

She was very clever.

As if she could read minds.

She had to do something to make Tong Zhi disappear from the Mo family forever.

With that thought in mind, a cold light flashed in Luo Yu’s eyes.

It seems, if she wasn’t a bit more ruthless this time, it would not suffice!

Luo Yu’s gaze swept over the dagger on the table.

Downstairs.

It was time for dinner. The elder madam sat in the dining room with Tong Zhi, Mo Qingyi, and Duanmu Zhe.

The elder madam glanced at the few people beside the table and then directed the servant, "Go call Miss Luo down for dinner."

The servant went off immediately.

A few minutes later, the servant hurried downstairs, "Elder madam, Miss Luo refuses to come down for dinner."

"Then send the meal up to her," the elder madam said in a calm voice.

"It’s not like that..." the servant’s face showed difficulty, "Even if we send it up, Miss Luo will not eat."

The elder madam’s brows furrowed slightly, "What’s going on?"

The servant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and continued, "Miss Luo said if you want her to eat, Mrs. Tong must personally deliver it and apologize to her, otherwise, she will fast to death."

These were Luo Yu’s exact words, but in front of Tong Zhi, the servant still felt a bit fearful.

"Oh," Tong Zhi put down her chopsticks, pulled out a paper napkin, wiped her mouth, and spoke leisurely, "She’s making a big fuss, fasting to death? Let her fast, it’s good. Go tell her, if she wants to die, to die far away and not dirty the Mo family’s place. There are so many ways to die in this world, tell her to pick another one that’s more direct."

The elder madam cared about the child in Luo Yu’s belly, but Tong Zhi did not.

Because, from the start, Tong Zhi never believed the child was really Mo Zhixuan’s.

Her great-nephew would never do such a thing.

And Luo Yu had somehow brewed a bewitching potion for her sister, leading her to believe without doubt.

"This..." the servant’s face showed embarrassment, "That might be too much..."

Asking Luo Yu to die?

Even if the servant had ten times the courage, he wouldn’t dare to do such a thing!

The elder madam also spoke up to stop her, "Xiao Zhi... you’re going too far!"

"Sister, don’t worry, there’s nothing to worry about," Tong Zhi gently patted Luo Yu’s hand, "I understand these kinds of women better than you do. She won’t easily seek death, rest assured."

Tong Zhi understood very well what kind of woman Luo Yu was.

A woman like her, priding herself on having a child, thought she owned the world, how could she bear to die?

Only her naive sister could believe such nonsense.

As she spoke, Tong Zhi looked up at the servant, "Go now, and convey my words exactly as I said them to Miss Luo upstairs."

Tong Zhi’s demeanor was very resolute, and there was not a hint of jest on her face.

Luo Yu thought she could compete with her?

She was still too green.

"Certainly, Mrs. Tong." The servant, aware of Tong Zhi’s status in the Mo family, took a step back and then headed upstairs.

The old matriarch of the Mo family flashed a look of concern but didn’t say anything, simply bowing her head and sipping the chicken soup in her bowl.

Luo Yu wouldn’t really die, would she?

Tong Zhi was right, a woman like Luo Yu shouldn’t be willing to die!

Having a habit of frequently threatening to die was not good.

That’s why the old matriarch didn’t stop Tong Zhi.

She hoped that this time Tong Zhi could completely rectify Luo Yu’s habit.

About half an hour later.

The servant hurriedly ran down from upstairs, "Madam... Madam... Madam, something terrible has happened."

"What’s the matter?" asked the old matriarch, setting down her chopsticks with a displeased tone.

The servant, sweating profusely and stammering, said, "After I relayed Mrs. Tong’s words to Miss Luo... Miss Luo, she, she, she slit her wrists and attempted suicide!"

"What!?" Upon hearing this, the old matriarch’s face turned deathly pale, her blood seemingly flowing backward.

Committed suicide?

Luo Yu actually went through with it!

It seemed Tong Zhi had made a misjudgment this time!

However, the old matriarch quickly calmed down, "How is she now, quickly, go call Doctor Wang?"

The servant continued, "The butler has already sent for Doctor Wang, Miss Luo has now passed out."

"Quickly, follow me upstairs," the old matriarch couldn’t care less about anything else and immediately walked towards the stairs.

The servant hurried after her.

In contrast to the old matriarch’s panic, Tong Zhi was calm and collected, sitting at the table and sipping bird’s nest soup.

She knew this was Luo Yu’s self-inflicted ploy.

Pity that her naive sister cared too much about the child in Luo Yu’s womb.

"Sister, there’s no need for you to go up; if you do, you’ll be falling right into her trap!" Tong Zhi spoke indifferently towards the old matriarch’s retreating figure.

The old matriarch glanced back at Tong Zhi, "A human life is at stake, what time is it now, and you’re still saying such heartless things!"

If it could scare the servant to such an extent, it must be true that Luo Yu was in earnest this time!

So the old matriarch was very worried.

Worried about the four children and whether they would be affected.

Upon hearing this, Tong Zhi shook her head helplessly.

Her sister, she feared, was beyond help.

"Aunt Tong, you don’t think anything serious will happen, do you?" Mo Qingyi asked while nibbling on a chicken leg.

Mo Qingyi wasn’t concerned about Luo Yu; she was merely asking offhandedly.

Moreover, if Luo Yu truly died at the Mo family’s home, wouldn’t that be incredibly unlucky?

"Rest assured, she won’t die," Aunt Tong lifted the corner of her mouth, "Her little tricks are still too immature to work on me."

"Aunt Tong V5." Mo Qingyi gave Tong Zhi a thumbs-up.

She truly admired Tong Zhi.

Upstairs.

Doctor Wang soon had Luo Yu’s wounds treated.

At that moment, Luo Yu was lying on the bed, her eyes closed tightly, her face pale, showing little sign of life.

"Doctor Wang, how is she, is the child in her womb safe?" the old matriarch pulled Doctor Wang aside and asked in a low voice.

"It’s lucky we found her in time; otherwise, not just the child, even the adult’s life would be at risk," Doctor Wang’s face was grim as he continued, "Madam, forgive my frankness, a pregnant woman should maintain a good mood, should not get angry or agitated. But what have you done? You even brought knives into it. Next time you must be careful; Miss Luo’s constitution is already weak, and if she endures any more shocks, I truly cannot guarantee the safety of the child!"

Luo Yu’s injuries were indeed very severe.

All the major arteries in her wrist had been severed.

The duty of a doctor is compassion.

Doctor Wang continued, "Madam, no matter what disputes occur in this household, you shouldn’t take it out on a pregnant woman. From what I’ve seen, Miss Luo is very likely carrying quadruplets; that cut could have resulted in one corpse and five lives!"

Doctor Wang knew that Luo Yu had attempted suicide.

Great houses have always been rife with conflict.

She didn’t understand Luo Yu’s character; she was simply speaking from the perspective of valuing a life.

"Yes, yes, I understand," the old Madam Mo nodded, "Doctor Wang, don’t worry, such an incident will certainly not happen again in the future. This time it was indeed my oversight. Are you certain? Is the baby truly alright?"

The old Madam Mo was still somewhat uneasy.

When she had just come in, Luo Yu was lying on the bed, and the entire white sheet was stained red with Luo Yu’s blood!

The sight had so frightened the old Madam Mo that she thought Luo Yu had miscarried!

But thankfully, Luo Yu was alright.

"It’s alright, you can rest assured. Currently, the fetus is still stable. It’s just..." Doctor Wang hesitated before continuing, "It’s just that Miss Luo really can’t be subjected to any more stress! I’ll prescribe her a few medications, make sure she takes them on time. Don’t worry, these medicines won’t affect the fetus."

"Alright, then we’ll be troubling you, Doctor Wang."

After prescribing the medicine, Doctor Wang was sent away by a servant.

Meanwhile, the old Madam Mo sat by the bed, still clearly rattled.

She was truly frightened.

It was fortunate they had discovered it in time.

Otherwise, her four grandsons would have turned into a pool of blood.

After a short while, Luo Yu slowly opened her eyes. After seeing the old Madam Mo at her side, she closed them again and said with great disgust, "What are you doing here? Didn’t you tell me to go die? What, are you disappointed that I didn’t succeed?"

Luo Yu knew she wouldn’t die, but this time, she really had taken a huge risk!

If she hadn’t timed it so that the servants discovered her after she had cut her wrists, she might have really...

She hoped to successfully drive Tong Zhi away!

To forever banish Tong Zhi from the Mo family.

No one could threaten her position as Lady Nine!

"Luo Yu, as a mother, you should shoulder the responsibility of being a mother," the old Madam Mo said with a frown, continuing, "Do you realize how irresponsible that behavior was? Ask yourself, are you fit to be a mother?"

"Mother?" Luo Yu opened her eyes, her gaze brimming with moisture, "Madam Mo, touch your heart and tell me, has the Mo family ever treated me like a mother, like a pregnant woman? Have you ever seen any pregnant woman’s face get beaten like this? Have you ever seen a pregnant woman mocked to the point of suicide?"

Her words were cutting to the core.

Forcing a pregnant woman to die was an incredibly cruel thing!

Luo Yu wept bitterly.

The old Madam Mo suddenly found herself at a loss for words, and Luo Yu continued, "Since you all wish for my death, then I’ll just die! Why did you bother to save me?"

Luo Yu was very agitated, every sentence she spoke having been carefully contemplated in advance.

The old Madam Mo’s expression remained unchanged as she slowly said, "Tong Zhi was just joking with you, she didn’t actually want you to die. And besides, you are carrying the Mo family’s offspring in your womb. How could we possibly let you die? Don’t think too much about it, just keep your spirits up and focus on healing during this time."

This incident was indeed Tong Zhi’s fault, and the old Madam Mo felt somewhat guilty and regretful that she had not stopped Tong Zhi earlier.

Her precious grandsons had nearly...

But even if it was Tong Zhi’s fault, the old Madam Mo would still defend Tong Zhi in front of Luo Yu.

After all, Tong Zhi was her only sister.

Upon hearing these words.

"Heh," Luo Yu let out a cold laugh, "This is the first time I’ve seen someone use death as a joke! Madam Mo, if I now tell you to go die, to go die right this moment, would you be happy about it? Also, do you think the scars on my face are also her way of joking with me?"

Luo Yu was pressing hard, her attitude extremely hostile, as if she wouldn’t be content until she had skinned Tong Zhi alive.

The old Madam Mo’s gaze grew colder, "Then what do you want?"

She knew that with all Luo Yu had said, there must be an ulterior motive.

"I want her to apologize! I want her to kneel down in front of everyone and apologize to me," Luo Yu insisted firmly, "She insulted me in front of so many servants, if she doesn’t apologize, how can I possibly continue to stay in the Mo family with any dignity?"

As she spoke her last sentence, a vicious look appeared in Luo Yu’s eyes.

This was the real purpose behind her feigned plight.

First, to test her standing in the old Madam Mo’s heart.

Second, to suppress Tong Zhi’s arrogance.

"Apology is out of the question," the old Madam Mo frowned, "No matter what, Tong Zhi is your elder. How could she possibly apologize to you in person? Forget about it."

Apologize?

And kneel?

How could that be possible?

How could a person like Tong Zhi ever kneel to someone else?

The old Madam Mo’s brow furrowed slightly. Was Luo Yu getting too overbearing?

"I knew this would be the outcome," Luo Yu sat up from the bed, "If you don’t want to apologize, then please, Madam Mo, do me the favor of sending her away yourself. I don’t want to see her in the Mo family again!"

Luo Yu continued, "Every time I see her, I can’t control myself. For the sake of the child in my womb, I ask you to personally drive her out of the Mo family. How about it, Aunt Mo, my request isn’t too much, is it?"

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