He died under a tree in Nanshan and fed his body to the birds in the mountains.
Tang Yi also received news from Chen Jinjun.
She was still sitting on the chair so elegantly, and no trace of ambition could be seen on her part.
The maid on one side came forward and said, "Madam, the master has brought someone back again."
Tang Yi hummed softly.
Then, Tang Yi closed the book in his hand, stood up calmly, and walked outside the room.
"Did you watch me drink the soup that was sent to me every night?"
Tang Yi walked to the small kitchen and took a look at the small earthen pot simmering on the fire.
"When I replied to Madam, I really liked the decoction Madam sent me. I said that after drinking it, I felt more energetic."
Tang Yi's personal maid said as she glanced meaningfully at the small earthen jar.
Tang Yi hummed, making it difficult for people to understand her emotions.
"Since he likes it, let's send it in according to the rules this time. Don't let me get discouraged by being under the bed with you."
After finishing speaking, Tang Yi left the small kitchen without looking back.
"That's what Madam said." The maid naturally understood what Tang Yi meant.
Tang Yi slowly walked outside the house, looked up at the darkening sky, and murmured to himself: "This is the end of the Wang family."
Tang Yi couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart. She only knew that she should have foreseen this scene from the day she married Wang Lu.
She is Tang Yi's pride. She is not allowed to have a husband with another woman, and naturally she is not allowed to have a partner who does not conform to her wishes.
The maid held the boiled soup in her hand and walked to Tang Yi: "Madam."
Tang Yi took a deep breath and looked at the earthen jar in the maid's hand, wondering what he was thinking.
Seeing Tang Yi in a daze, the maid couldn't help but remind her again: "Madam, if you don't send it over, it will be cold soon."
Tang Yi nodded lightly: "Don't worry, the decoction can still heat up when it's cold, but it can't heat up people's hearts when they're cold."
The maid didn't say anything, she just stood upright holding the soup in her hand, not even daring to raise her head.
After a long time, Tang Yicai sighed: "Let's go and see the master off."
Along the way, Tang Yi walked very slowly, looking around at the entire Wang family's garden scenery.
This may be the last time she sees the Wang family.
Tang Yi couldn't help but feel a little emotional in his heart.
I still remember that when I first arrived at Wang's house, Wang Lu was still full of himself.
Since when did this all change?
After careful calculation, I probably had a miscarriage at that time.
Thinking of this, Tang Yi couldn't help but squint his eyes, with a sarcastic smile on his face.
It was not far from Tang Yi's yard to Wang Lu's yard. After just walking for a while, Tang Yi saw a ray of light coming from Wang Lu's window.
Tang Yi quickly cleaned up his expression, put on a gentle and kind expression on his face, and knocked gently on Wang Lu's door.
Wang Lu was still holding a beauty in his arms. After hearing the door ring, he frowned in disappointment.
"Who is it?" Wang Lu shouted outside the house.
Tang Yi replied calmly: "Master, it's me. I heard from Little Kitchen that you like this soup very much, so I brought it to you specially."
Logically speaking, Wang Lu could have asked someone to put the soup outside and drink it later.
But today's soup was delivered by Tang Yi himself, so Wang Lu had to think about it for a moment.
He and Tang Yi are still husband and wife, so it is naturally impossible for them to have differences on this matter.
"You come in."
After thinking again and again, Wang Lu let Tang Yi into his study.
Tang Yi carried the tray and walked in step by step. During this section of the journey, Tang Yi deliberately walked very slowly.
But when it fell into Wang Lu's eyes, he thought it was the soup that Tang Yi was carefully protecting, and he was still a little happy in his heart.
"It's late at night. Master, please finish your soup and go to bed early."
Tang Yi did what a wife should do first, and her whole person was as gentle as water, which made Wang Lu uncomfortable for a while.
He couldn't remember exactly when Tang Yi started to become estranged from him.
But Tang Yi today is particularly knowledgeable.
"Why, don't you say those words about being together for the rest of your life today?"
Tang Yi didn't mention the vow he made back then today, but Wang Lu still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Wang Lu's words were telling Tang Yi that there was a woman in his room, and he just wanted to see how Tang Yi would deal with it.
But instead of being angry, Tang Yi looked magnanimous: "You are the master, don't you have the final say in the entire Wang family?"
"What's more, Miss Ding didn't know who she offended, and she died in Yongzhou. I felt really bad for a while."
Hearing Tang Yi's words, Wang Lu paused as he drank the soup: "What did you say, Ding Qing is dead?"
Tang Yi raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Lu, then lowered his eyelashes and nodded.
Wang Lu couldn't help but frowned: "How can you offend someone by being so good?"
Tang Yi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't.
She did it deliberately to show Wang Lu.
As expected, Wang Lu noticed Tang Yi's troubled expression and waved his hand directly: "If you have anything to say, just say it. Now the door is closed and there are no outsiders."
Hearing Wang Lu's words, Tang Yi knew that the girl today might not be able to walk out of the Wang family alive.
It doesn't matter, I don't intend to let her leave the Wang family alive, otherwise who can take the blame for her actions?
"I just don't know whether I should say it or not. If I do, I'm afraid you'll be angry."
Tang Yi pursed his lips and quickly glanced at Wang Lu.
"It's okay, just say it."
"Then let me tell you the truth. It is said that... Miss Ding met people from the White Lotus Sect in the Jianghu in Yongzhou. She overestimated her ability and offended the people from the Qinghong Society."
After hearing what Tang Yi said, what else did Wang Lu not understand?
I also knew how big the rumors about Chen Jinjun were, but naturally I didn't speculate on Ding Qing.
But now that Ding Qing has died, Wang Lu has to think about how much this matter has to do with Chen Jinjun.
"Then the relationship between Chen Jinjun and the Qinghong Society is unusual. Looking at it this way, it does look like Chen Jinjun's handiwork."
While speaking, Wang Lu couldn't help coughing.
His throat felt a little itchy, so Wang Lu picked up the soup in front of him and took another sip.
Tang Yi watched it silently, feeling happy in his heart.
Drink it quickly. As long as you finish this bowl of soup, I wonder how you can see the sun tomorrow.
Wang Lu put the bowl down, and the soup in the small earthen pot had already reached the bottom.
Tang Yi put away the bowl without changing his expression, stood up and left: "It's getting late, please pay more attention to your health and rest early."
In fact, Tang Yi's behavior today was a bit abnormal, but how could the self-righteous Wang Lu see the clues?
How could he possibly have thought that the soup sent by Tang Yi contained a sufficient amount of medicine.
At midnight, Wang Lu died on the woman's belly.
Tang Yi calmly asked his servants to pack up Wang Lu's body and deal with the woman.
"Wang Lu, studying hard at his desk, died of overwork."
Tang Yi used these ten words to give Wang Lu the last fig leaf.
Then, she looked at her maid: "Pack up the gold and silver and go to Yongzhou."