"This..." When Li Pengju heard this, his expression suddenly changed. Although he couldn't bear it when Ruyu was in coma, he still listened to his wife's words and sent her to Zhuangzi, and then sent someone to guard her.

He often asked questions, but then he forgot about it. Then, when he remembered it last month, he sent someone to Zhuangzi, only to be told that the unconscious eldest lady was missing, and no one knew where she was.

, let alone when it disappeared.

Because those who took care of him only remembered to visit him twice. When Li Ruyu disappeared, the servants had not visited him for half a month.

Li Pengju punished everyone again, but it was of no avail. Li Ruyu was left alive and dead without a corpse.

"What's wrong?" Du Sheng looked at Li Pengju, who looked very ugly, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is there something wrong with General Li?"

"My little girl has been in a coma and cannot get married at all, so..."

"It doesn't matter." Du Sheng hurriedly smiled and waved his hand, "My master said that as long as a man breathes, it will prove that he is not a wife, so he is willing to take care of the princess..."

Li Pengju felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat. When he first learned that his daughter was missing, he thought about reporting it to the authorities to find her. But in the end, he listened to his wife and only searched in private. If he couldn't find it, he would announce it.

Death, but now...

"Steward Du." At this moment, Lan Qin suddenly ran over crying, "You don't know something, my poor daughter is gone..."

Li Pengju staggered, then fell down on the chair, his eyes were red.

"No? When did it happen?" Du Sheng exclaimed, "Why didn't we know?"

"It was just at the beginning of last month." Lan Qin wiped her tears and sniffed, "It suddenly disappeared. Her father was still in the military camp at that time, and he didn't even have time to rush over, so I had to go over and handle the funeral arrangements in person...

"

"Where is it hidden?" Du Sheng sighed.

"It was sent back to Pengju's hometown for burial." Lan Qin sighed, "After all, he died in vain, and it was not easy to make a fuss about it, so I didn't inform everyone."

"This is wrong. Miss Li is the imperial concubine Zhunyi. How could she be so careless?"

"This..." Lan Qin panicked, and her face tightened, but she still kept a smile on her face, "That's not a pass at all, it doesn't count."

"I have to go back and report to my prince." Du Sheng turned around and walked out.

"Steward Du..." Li Pengju wanted to stop him and give him some instructions, but Du Sheng's speed was very fast and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. In the end, he could only sigh again.

"General, don't worry about it." Lan Qin glanced at Li Pengju and said, "If your life is as thin as a jade, there is nothing you can do about it."

"I'm worried about King Yi..."

"He's just a wife-suppressant. What's there to worry about?" Lan Qin sneered, "Besides, if we say we kept a low profile just for his face, he'll have to be grateful to us."

Li Pengju frowned, wishing it were that simple, but in this situation, he could only take one step at a time.

After hearing Du Sheng's report, Nan Yichen couldn't help but smile: "No? My princess just disappeared so quietly? How can that be done? I helped bury the first two, so the third one is natural

I can't be aggrieved anymore, I must give Miss Li a generous burial..."

The corner of Du Sheng's mouth twitched: "I'll go right now, my slave."

So, in one morning, the news that the housekeeper of Prince Yi's Mansion visited General Wei's Mansion twice, quickly became known to many people.

Then, someone asked what was going on, and a well-informed person told him that Wang Yi felt that his health had gotten better these days, and the number of times he coughed up blood had decreased, so he thought about Miss Li who was not dead before.

, I was ready to take her into the palace as long as I had the guts, but who knows, in fact, Miss Li passed away a month ago, but she didn't make any announcement because she didn't die easily.

King Yi felt very uncomfortable, so he was going to give Miss Li a grand burial again.

Li Peng's head was so big that if he wanted a grand burial, he would have to open a coffin. Where could he find a coffin and a body? It was too late to prepare now.

What's more, even if it's a corpse, you can still tell whether it's her.

However, Lan Qin was still very powerful. He directly said that the person should be buried in peace, and it was still in his hometown, more than 300 miles away from the capital. If the prince really wanted to do something, then he could build a tomb in the suburbs of Beijing.

Of course King Yi did not agree, but in the end Li Pengju came to visit in person, and I don’t know what he said. Then Nan Yichen finally agreed and decided to go to the outskirts of Beijing tomorrow to erect a tomb for Miss Li, near Yunwu Villa.

Everyone was actually confused by this news. What is King Yi doing?

Moreover, he and Miss Li have such a good relationship? I’m afraid they have never seen each other before, right?

I can't understand, I can't understand.

Prince Rui's Mansion.

"Haha, our little uncle is simply..." After hearing the news, Nan Wenrui sneered, "If you suppress your wife, you will suppress your wife. Two of them died in the front, how can we still get away with it? Look, the third one

Already."

Nan Wensong, who was sitting at the bottom, also laughed: "This tomb must have been built after riding a tiger and was in trouble? Oh, it's quite pitiful."

"Ignore him." Nan Wenrui stood up, "Let's go and make an appointment with me."

"Brother Er Huang, what's the appointment?" Nan Wensong also stood up.

"Beauty date." Nan Wenrui smiled.

"Is it that Princess Nanzhao? Oh, let me tell you, the second emperor brother is more charming..."

Prince Xian’s Mansion.

The virtuous king Nan Wentao, who was as beautiful as the moon and relegated to an immortal, was sitting in a pavilion in the garden holding a chess book, playing chess with himself.

Dressed in white like jade, he looks like a noble gentleman walking out of a painting. Not to mention women, I am afraid that men will also be attracted to him when they see him.

In fact, the members of the Southern Tang royal family were all very good-looking, and each had their own characteristics, but the appearance of Nan Yichen put the others down.

Fortunately, there is Nan Wentao, who is the only one who can "compete" with Nan Yichen.

Guard Ling Mo reported Nan Yichen's matter in a low voice from the side.

Nan Wentao picked up a white piece, pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "This king's little uncle is really..." He didn't say the next words, but there was a killing intent flashing in his eyes.

He dropped a word with a snap, and then swallowed a large piece of sunspot, occupying a solid advantage.

Ling Mo couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. The prince's aura at this moment was too terrifying.
Chapter completed!