In fact, she never loved him completely.

Before entering the house, she promised Lu Yunying in every possible way that she was sincere to him.

But that night and the moon danced, it was not only his heart that was drunk after he was drunk, but also hers.

She was flustered, she was scared, afraid that the matter would be exposed, "Sister Yun" was her maid Lu Yunying instead of her Gu family's young lady Gu Qianyun, she was so panicked that she couldn't sleep at night.

Tangled, hesitated, regretted, but she was too afraid of losing him at that time.

So, she personally sent the poison into the hands of those she considered her sisters.

The teacup was broken, just like her whole life, and her broken body was incomplete.

She slowly closed her eyes, and suddenly saw it again.

During the Lantern Festival that year, he was young and stood under the rose tree.

The moonlight is bright, and she has a song "Qingluan Dance" on stage, dancing gracefully, with long sleeves swinging, which is what she has always envied.

The twilight is twilight, and the rose petals are slightly stained with the morning dewdrops, and the fragrance of the moment makes people passing through the garden look forward to it.

Yu Huanzhen arranged everything, was in a very comfortable mood, and instructed the maid to put on makeup for herself.

Not long after, the appearance of a young girl looking forward to Shenfei appeared in front of her.

"Let's go, go see my mother, I don't know what happened last night." Yu Huan was really puzzled.

The little guy hurriedly broke in, his face full of cold sweat: "Big, big miss, it's not good, it's not good!" ”

The maid scolded softly: "How can you act so recklessly, beware of bumping into the young lady, you can't afford it!" ”

"Miss, madam, madam, she's in trouble!"

"What's wrong with Mother?!" Yu Huan really tightened.

"Madame, she killed herself last night!"

"What!!" , Yu Huanzhen fell to the ground limply, Qingge hurriedly hugged it, Yu Huanzhen only felt that the sky was spinning, and he couldn't move for a moment.

How could it be, people were fine when they left last night, how could it be?!

"Qingge, follow me to the front hall." In just a few words, Yu Huanzhen only felt that it was abnormal.

The corners of Qingge's eyes also reddened: "Miss." ”

Yu Huanzhen was helped by Qingge and stumbled towards the front hall, but saw that the front hall was surrounded by clan elders, and she saw her mother wrapped in a white cloth at a glance, and in an instant, a tear fell.

Concubine Ji was also a little shocked when she heard the news of Gu Qianyun's death, which was completely unexpected by her.

She is very smart, she has guessed the general situation from the shallow conversation between Yu Hongyuan and Gu Qianyun last night, and if Yun Ying remembers correctly, she should refer to the original owner's biological mother Lu Yunying.

Concubine Ji was keenly aware that Gu Qianyun was about to lose power, and she had already made a plan in her heart to take revenge on Yu Huanzhen, without Gu Qianyun's protection, it would be easy.

Unexpectedly, when I got up early this morning, the news of Gu Qianyun's suicide came.

Concubine Ji thought for a moment, ordered Green Yi to change into a plain white gauze for herself, and walked to the front hall.

In the front hall, Yu Xianqing stood stiffly, and in front of him was Gu Qianyun's corpse.

There was a scratch on Gu Qianyun's neck, the blood had long since dried up, and in his hand was a broken teacup fragment, which was indeed committed suicide.

Yu Xianqing's eyes were bloodshot, and when he saw Concubine Ji, he muttered as if he couldn't hold it anymore: "It's all my fault, if I dissuaded my father at that time, or if I didn't leave, even if I went out of the front hall and stayed outside, my mother wouldn't die!" It's all my fault! It's all my fault, it's all my fault! After speaking, he was already in tears, and the man didn't flick when he had tears, and Yu Xianqing was already blaming himself in his heart at the moment.

Concubine Ji couldn't bear it: "Brother, how can I blame you, if Madam really wants to kill herself, you can't stop it no matter what!" Although Concubine Ji was not sentimental about Gu Qianyun's death, she was sincerely grateful to this brother who always remembered her and cared about her, and she also opened her mouth to comfort at this time.

"Really?" Yu Xianqing's eyes were hazy with tears, he had lost his mother, and his expression was full of childlike helplessness.

"Trust me!" Concubine Ji comforted.

Concubine Ji's expression changed, and she comforted Yu Huanzhen, who was crying silently on Gu Qianyun.

"Big sister, my wife has passed away, please don't grieve too much, so as not to hurt your ............."

Before Concubine Ji finished speaking, Yu Huanzhen was already resentful.

"Shut up, what are you that deserve to comfort me with such hypocrisy? You may be so happy that your mother is dead!! ”

Concubine Ji felt innocent in her heart, this comfort was indeed a little hypocritical, but the object of her revenge was not Mrs. Gu, alas.

Yu Xianqing couldn't help but speak for Concubine Ji: "Huanzhen, Zhiyi is just afraid that you will be too sad and hurt your body, why do you speak so harshly?" ”

Yu Huanzhen trembled: "Yu Xianqing, you really don't have my sister in your eyes, your mother is dead, but you are helping an outsider to speak", Yu Xianqing didn't have time to speak, Yu Huanzhen asked again: "If you hadn't dragged me away that day, how could my mother have died like this?!" ”

Yu Xianqing felt guilty and didn't say a word.

Yu Huanzhen snorted coldly, with tears in his eyes.

Concubine Ji sighed in her heart, but she caught a glimpse of a tall black shadow in her spare eye.

"Father, you're here!" Concubine Ji had a white face, tears rippling.

Yu Hongyuan looked at Concubine Ji's apricot eyes, as if he had seen an old man, his heart palpitated, and his eyes softened.

"Father!" Yu Huanzhen wanted to cry.

"Alright, wipe away your tears!" No matter how much Gu Qianyun owes him, Yu Hongyuan has always cared for the children born to her.

His eyes stayed on Gu Qianyun's corpse for a few seconds, and then slowly moved away.

"Come, take out the body of the lady for cremation, and place the ashes in the ancestral hall." Yu Hongyuan commanded coldly.

"Father, mother's first seven years have not passed, how can you burn the bones just like that?!" Yu Huanzhen was dissatisfied.

Yu Hongyuan waved his hand and motioned for his subordinates to act.

A few strong little guys got the order and started moving. Yu Huanzhen was so shocked that he was so angry that he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Miss! Miss!! Qingge shouted anxiously.

"Help the young lady down to rest." Yu Hongyuan said lightly, "Let's go back to the room!" ”

Yu Xianqing was extremely puzzled, and was about to ask about the cause of his mother's death, but Yu Hongyuan's eagle eyes were half-closed: "Today's matter, there is no need to mention it in the future." ”

Yu Xianqing solemnly said yes, his father must have his reasons for doing this.

Concubine Ji responded and said that she would go back to the room, but halfway through, she found an excuse to get rid of her green clothes and walked towards the kitchen.

At this time, the house was busy, and the maids and maids were all rushing to mourn Mrs. Gu, which was undoubtedly the best time, and as expected, the kitchen was empty.

Concubine Ji seemed to pass by every stove casually, and the white powder in her sleeve had already drifted into the spice jar.

This seasoning jar must be used for every dish, Yu Huanzhen can't avoid it, if you just eat this powdered item, there will be no big problem, but Yu Huanzhen has been overly sad because of the death of his mother these days, and he needs a bowl of soothing soup every night to fall asleep.

After doing everything, Concubine Ji returned to the house and just arrived at the room.