"It doesn't matter, we are all family members. If anything happens, just say it doesn't matter!"
The housekeeper sighed softly, "Yes, it's about Mr. Jiang!"
"Just now, the seventh princess sent someone to send a message, saying, saying,"
Hesitating and not knowing why, Song Zeyi darkened his face and said, "Steward Li, if you have any questions, just tell me."
"I said Mr. Jiang's concubine just hanged herself and passed away."
In an instant, Jiang Qingping's face turned pale, and most of the blood had faded away, leaving very little. The muscles all over his body were tense, and his slender fingers had already gripped the tea cup tightly.
"Since something happened at home, it's better to go back and take a look. Let's stop here today."
Song Bingzhang put down his teacup and said something.
Jiang Qingping also lost his mind, stood up and saluted, said goodbye, and hurried back.
Dou Kao had already taken care of the funeral arrangements neatly. When Jiang Qingping arrived, he had already lowered the person from the beam and carried him to the main hall, and the coffin was also ready.
The princess had confessed that she had to deal with the prince-in-law after all, and she could not be allowed to leave in such a miserable state.
The house that was just fine and peaceful just now has suddenly become a place of death.
Jiang Qingping walked in slowly and saw the pale, earthy face. His eyes were so bitter, but he couldn't even shed a single tear.
He gave her the chance to let herself go and let him go, but she couldn't let herself go after all.
"Prince-in-law, don't be too sad. Just take a look and go out. This is a place for the dead and it's unlucky. Just leave the rest to the slaves. The princess has already given instructions to the slaves!"
Jiang Qingping really didn't want to stay here anymore, so he only glanced at the man from a distance and suddenly turned his back.
"Bury her properly and don't treat her badly!"
This was the best forgiveness he could think of for her.
Daukou neatly took care of all the funeral affairs and put all the gold and silver jewelry that Ling Shuang used during her lifetime into the coffin. At dusk that day, she arranged for the servants to mourn for her. Her most beloved Xiao Cui was also ransomed, and she took the
With the deed of betrayal and the money, he lived his own life.
Life is extinguished so quickly that when you die just now, it feels like you have been dead for a long time.
Zhao Sier was noncommittal about this treatment. A stupid woman could only do this.
At night, Jiang Qingping stayed awake all night, holding the wine bottle in his hand, kneeling in the ancestral hall, bowing his head in repentance in front of his father's memorial tablet.
"What, now that she's gone, you're going to keep yourself trapped here, drink yourself to death, and never get out?"
Behind him, the sound of footsteps gradually approached, and Zhao Si'er, dressed in plain clothes, walked in slowly.
Jiang Qingping looked back at her. She shook her head, took off all her jewelry, and even let down her hair.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Qingping was so drunk that he couldn't even speak clearly.
Zhao Si'er slowly walked over and stood beside Jiang Qingping. She did not kneel down, she just stood quietly. Everyone in this world who could make her kneel down has passed away.
"Hmph, what should I say? You are also the nominal husband of this princess. If Jiu died in the ancestral hall in such an unclear way tonight, uninformed outsiders would call me a swindler!"
The sharpest words, but revealing the most sincere friendship, Jiang Qingping raised his lips and smiled.
"You are really a person who has always been rude to others. It has been so long and you still haven't changed at all."
Jiang Qingping felt really depressed today. He raised his hand to hold the jade pot in his hand and was about to pour the wine in one gulp.
Zhao Si'er grabbed it from the side and took a sip. He raised his hand and threw it aside, "It is indeed a good wine, but you can't be greedy for good wine!"
For a moment, the room fell silent, and everything around him seemed to be inaudible. Jiang Qingping felt depressed, lowered his head, and did not make any more noise.
Zhao Si'er glanced at him lightly and sighed in her heart, "It is always difficult for people to change what has happened, and it is even more difficult to make up for the regrets that have happened. Since it has happened, then learn to accept it, carry their wishes, and continue with your life.
, isn’t this what you taught me?”
She climbed out of that period of madness and realized the most sincere happiness in the world.
There was still no response from the people on the ground, but Zhao Si'er clearly saw the tears falling on the cushion. Her heart sank, and she walked out.
Presumably, Jiang Qingping would not be happy to let anyone see him when he was this fragile.
"Princess, why did you come out? It's so cold at night. Please put on some clothes and go back to the house first!"
Zhao Si'er said nothing, threw her robe to Daukou, and sat down in the pavilion opposite the ancestral hall.
The candlelight in the ancestral hall was dyed all night long, and Zhao Si'er also stayed with her outside all night.
The sky was bright, and the closed door in front of me was suddenly opened. The person in front of me had long since lost the depression and sadness of yesterday, and had completely returned to normal.
Zhao Si'er had already dressed up, and when she saw him coming out, she stepped forward to greet him, "Congratulations, Jiang Lang!"
Congratulations, you have escaped your inner demons.
Jiang Lang? This was the first time someone called him that, as if they were giving him a new name to celebrate his new life.
"Well, congratulations to me."
From now on, he is himself.
The news of Ling Shuang's death spread all over the place overnight. Everyone knew that the concubine of the new prince-in-law had died, or she had hanged herself at home.
Wang Yixiu was almost the last to know the news. He raised his foot and kicked over a stool next to him. He couldn't suppress the anger all over his body.
The face was ferocious and terrifying, "Humph, such an unlucky woman died like this. What should I do with my plan? What a coward!"
At Liuzhuo Academy, Li and Zhiyuan have been pressing him step by step recently. Now that the emperor has fallen and the prince has ascended the throne, he has promoted that bitch Su Xiao to the level of a queen. If she wants to attack him, wouldn't he be separated?
He will be on the execution ground in minutes.
"No, no, I can't be controlled by them so easily. There must be other ways, there must be!"
Wang Yixiu thought about it in the room, but he still thought of Su Moyuan.
He could sense that Su Moyuan had an almost crazy possessiveness towards Su Xiao. If he could use it, he might be able to turn things around.
In the side room, Su Luo has been feeling a little nervous lately.
Downstairs, the daily guests talked loudly, and she heard everything they said. Now that Su Xiao was sitting on the throne, she would definitely not let her go.
Over there, Su Moyuan was also drinking boring wine in a melancholy manner.
Su Luo suddenly felt that these people were all ridiculous, "Humph, Su Moyuan, look at you, you came to the capital just for Su Xiao, risking your life to keep her safe. Now that she has become a successful person, you have long forgotten