"Didn't the Prime Minister just say that there is another master in the palace? It must be that master who discovered the traces of Duke Zhen. Duke Zhen had no choice but to leave first in order not to expose himself."
He Qingyu listened to the words coming from the crowd, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and she sneered in her heart as she looked at the Duke's Mansion.
She endured the pain and came here today just to see Hua Yuqiong suffer.
In the past, Hua Yuqiong must have been the first one to rush out of such a scene, but he is still nowhere to be seen, so he must be really dead!
snort!
Since he was dead, she would watch his closest relatives run towards him miserably one by one, which could be regarded as seeing everything he should have seen for him.
Thinking about it, He Qingyu stood up. When the maid next to her saw this, she immediately stepped forward to support her.
He Qingyu squeezed her tears, took out her hand and wiped it, and said in a tearful voice: "Grandpa Hua, please don't insist on having your own way! If you admit it, maybe the emperor will be thinking of old feelings and will reduce your punishment. But
If you insist on doing this, you will not only harm yourself, but also everyone in the government and the government!"
When He Qingyu cried like this, the people on the side felt sad.
"Look at Miss He. She was annulled by the young master before, and everyone knew about it. She even had her leg injured by the young master at the prince's birthday party last night. But now she still endures the pain to beg the old general.
To admit your mistakes and be so open-minded is not something that ordinary people can compare to."
"yes……"
"This is what our talented women in the capital should look like."
Hua Yuqiong frowned and looked at the delicate He Qingyu who lowered her head and wiped her tears.
She asked, how come this young lady, who has always been as delicate and gentle as a princess, endured the pain and came here today?
She came here to watch the excitement, and by the way, she was mentioning that her reputation was about to hit rock bottom!
Oh, since she wants to restore her image so much, how can she let her get her wish!
The old painter looked displeased at the pretentious He Qingyu in front of the crowd, feeling angry in his heart.
If he had known this, he should have broken off the marriage that day and hacked her to death!
How come we, both women, have learned something so disgusting? Their Qiong’er is not at all heroic!
"He Qingyu! It's not my turn for a shameless brat like you to teach me a lesson!"
A flash of cruelty flashed in He Qingyu's tearful eyes, and tears welled up again, "Grandpa Hua, I also kindly advise you, how could you...how could you do this to me? I am doing this for your own good!"
"That's right, Miss He kindly advises you, why are you so ignorant?" a voice sounded from the crowd.
A murderous intent flashed through Hua Yu Qiongfeng's eyes, and she immediately moved in front of the man, grabbed him by the collar, and said coldly: "What did you say?"
The man Yin Xian was frightened by Hua Yuqiong, his face turned pale and he said: "Hua Yuqiong, haven't you been tortured to death?"
His stupid look that made his whole body tremble with fear fell into Hua Yuqiong's deep eyes, and Hua Yuqiong suddenly raised her lips and smiled.
"I was tortured to death? Okay, then I'll let you see who was tortured to death!"
"Painting Yuqiong?!"
He Qingyu was attracted by the movement here and looked over, but she never expected to see the long-dead person that she would never forget.
He Qingyu's eyes widened, and she actually forgot to continue pretending to cry, "Why is he not dead?"