Chapter 256: Deciding to Make a Small Profit (8)_1
She had thought that the sleeping pills would have, at least, some effect, however, she was plagued with nightmares all night long, filled with endless warfare and countless dead at the border.
Touching her forehead, drenched in sweat, Mo Yan sat despondently on the bed. She knew that until the issue of the moldy grain was resolved, the nightmares would not end. If things continued this way, those who ate the moldy grain might not suffer much, but she was already being driven mad by the nightmares.
However, the moldy grain issue involved too many people. She feared that picking just one suspect at random could lead to her family’s ruin. To resolve the moldy grain issue without causing revenge against her family seemed an impossible task, even more difficult than ascending to the heavens.
The next day, Mo Yan drank three large bowls of sleeping pills, but the nightmares continued unabated; on the third day, Mo Yan could no longer bear it and started to rack her brain for a solution to the moldy grain issue.
The Mo Family had neither power nor influence and couldn’t confront the forces behind the moldy grain issue head-on. Mo Yan had considered asking for help from Yan Junyu or Xiao Ruiyuan, but she wasn’t certain if these two men were involved in the moldy grain issue.
If they were involved, rashly revealing the issue could spell doom for her family before even addressing the moldy grain; if they were not, it was still uncertain whether these two would take action.
After all, one was a senior official at the Court, and the other an Aristocratic Young Master. With so many people’s interests tangled in the moldy grain issue, they might not be willing to offend those influential figures for the sake of ordinary citizens who hold no significance to them.
After much deliberation, Mo Yan decided to probe the situation first. If these two men were not involved with the moldy grain, she would lay everything out in the open, especially those dreams she had been having. She didn’t believe they were merely dreams; if the moldy grain continued to spread unchecked, there was a high likelihood that those nightmares could become reality.