Miss Truth
Chapter 116 - 73 Twisted Love

Chapter 116: Chapter 73 Twisted Love

"Ask her if she would like to meet Ran Shiqi," Ran Yan said aloud.

Seeing that Liu Pinrang did not object, the government official outside responded, boarded the large boat, but before he could even ask, the cabin door was opened by someone from inside.

A maid dressed in a moon-white ruqun stood quietly at the door, her eyes cast down, showing no discernible emotion, "My wife asks if Ran Shiqi is here."

The distance between the painted boat and the black-canopy boat was close, so Ran Yan and the others could hear the conversation on the boat, and the people on the boat could also hear what Ran Yan had just said.

"I am here." Ran Yan walked out from the black-canopy boat and, with Wan Lu’s assistance, crossed over the two adjacent boats to board the painted boat.

The maid glanced up slightly, her eyes moving from Ran Yan’s face to Wan Lu’s, giving her a complex look, then bowed slightly to Ran Yan and said, "Madam invites Shiqi inside."

Ran Yan started to move, but Wan Lu abruptly grabbed her, turned her head back, and stared at the maid in shock, "Wei Xia!"

The maid called Wei Xia paused slightly in her step but didn’t turn her head.

"You know her?" Ran Yan asked.

Wan Lu nodded, "She used to be Yin Miaomiao’s personal maid. After Yin Miaomiao died, I heard they were all sold. I didn’t expect she would still be at the Yin residence. Madam, could it be...?"

Ran Yan understood Wan Lu’s meaning; she was suspecting that Wei Xia harboured resentment towards the Yin residence and plotted her revenge with careful planning.

"This Wei Xia, is she very good at makeup?" Ran Yan thought of the makeup on the face of the deceased Fan Chun, which could conceal a swollen body from drowning so well – an ordinary woman could not have done that.

"This slave doesn’t know, but Yin Miaomiao’s hands were very skilled. Presumably, her maid wouldn’t be far off," Wan Lu said, full of doubts, not understanding why Ran Yan would suddenly ask this.

Ran Yan nodded and walked into the cabin. Wan Lu could not hold her back, so she simply followed.

As they lifted the bamboo curtain, the scene inside the cabin appeared before them. Qin Silang was tied to a small couch, a ribbon gag in his mouth, his black hair spread loose – it seemed the ribbon was originally used to bind his hair. His handsome face showed a mixture of anger and fear, contorted beyond recognition.

Ran Yan followed Qin Musheng’s gaze and saw across from him by the window, clothed in a dark green robe, with his hands and feet bound and his mouth gagged, sat a tall, pale man — it was Zhang Fei!

Under Zhang Fei was a shocking pool of fresh blood, and Yin Miaomiao, who always had a gentle expression, wore a sinister smile as she abruptly pulled out the dagger from beneath him. Blood spurted out like a fountain, spraying directly onto the ceiling of the boat!

Wan Lu quickly pulled Ran Yan back two steps.

Zhang Fei’s pale face contorted as he let out a muffled, crying howl, but because his mouth was gagged, the sound turned into a piercing whimper upon reaching his lips.

Even though Ran Yan had seen countless grisly corpses, she was still shaken by this scene. Amidst the mist of blood, Yin Miaomiao stood up, smiled softly at Ran Yan, "Ah Yan, you’ve come."

Her smile, like that of a daisy, against the backdrop of blood stirred an extreme eeriness and horror.

Wan Lu trembled as she shielded Ran Yan, her body speckled with blood droplets. The air was filled with a sickly sweet smell, nauseating.

The government officials outside, hearing the commotion, rushed in immediately, but were petrified by the sight that greeted them. The cabin was sprayed with blood, and they could never have imagined before today that a human body could contain so much blood.

A light mist of blood still hung in the air, dissipating with the wind as the door opened.

"Ah Yan, do you know, only his blood could liberate me, this beast! Scum! Hahaha!" Yin Miaomiao laughed out loud, the sound turning increasingly woeful.

"Why did you kill him?" Ran Yan asked slowly.

"Why?!" Yin Miaomiao’s voice suddenly became piercing, causing a faint pain in one’s eardrums, but her tone softened again, "I always thought the one who defiled me two years ago was Qin Silang, but I never expected it to be him! He deceived Silang into writing the letter, lured me there, and took my virginity!"

Fear began to tinge Yin Miaomiao’s wretched expression, as if returning to the early spring two years before, "Two years ago, during the Lantern Festival, I met Silang for the first time..."

Yin Miaomiao slowly walked to Qin Musheng’s side, knelt in front of the couch, pulled out a handkerchief from her bosom, and gently began to wipe the bloodstains from his face, whispering softly, "Do you remember? That Lantern Festival, when the lanterns were just lit, and you disembarked from the painted boat at the ferry crossing, you were in a deep blue robe with straight collars and wide sleeves, your smile so bright. I thought the entire street of bright lanterns couldn’t compare to the moment you turned and smiled."

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