"It's okay, it's all my own family, what's the matter, but it's okay!"

The housekeeper sighed lightly, "Yes, it's about Jiang Gongzi!"

"Just now, just now, the Seventh Princess asked someone to send a message over, saying, saying,"

Hesitating, I don't know why, Song Zeyi's face sank, "Steward Li, if you have anything, just say it."

"That concubine who said that Jiang Gongzi just hanged herself and died."

In an instant, Jiang Qingping's face was pale, most of the blood had faded, there was not much left, the muscles in his body were tense, and his slender fingers had clenched the teacup tightly.

"Since something happened at home, it's better to go back and have a look, and let's stop here today."

Song Bingzhang put down the teacup and said.

Jiang Qingping also ran out of thoughts, got up and saluted, and after saying goodbye, he hurried back.

Cardamom had already taken care of the aftermath cleanly, and when Jiang Qingping arrived, he had already lowered the person from the beam of the house and carried him to the main hall, and the coffin had been prepared.

The princess explained, after all, she followed the horse master, and she couldn't let her go too shabby.

The peaceful room, which was fine just now, has become a place of death in an instant.

Jiang Qingping walked in slowly, and saw the pale face with some earthy color, his eyes were very astringent, but he couldn't shed half a tear.

He gave her the opportunity to let go of herself and him, but she couldn't let go of herself after all.

"Master Horse, don't be too sad, just look at it twice and go out, this is a place where the dead can be treated, it's unlucky, just leave the rest to the slave maid to deal with, the princess has already explained to the slave maid!"

Jiang Qingping really didn't want to stay here, so he just glanced at the man from a distance and turned his back suddenly.

"Bury her well, don't treat her badly!"

It was the best forgiveness he could think of for her.

Cardamom neatly dealt with all the aftermath, put all the gold and silver jewelry used by Ling Shuang in her life into the coffin, and at dusk that day, she arranged for her family to mourn her, and her favorite Xiaocui was also ransomed, and took the deed of sale and silver to live her own life.

Life dies so quickly that you have just died, but it is as if you have been dead for a long time.

Zhao Si'er was noncommittal about this treatment, and the stupid woman could only do this.

At night, Jiang Qingping couldn't sleep all night, holding the wine bottle in his hand, kneeling in the ancestral hall, facing his father's tablet, bowing his head and repenting.

"Why, she's gone, are you going to keep trapping yourself here, drinking to death, and not going out?"

Behind him, the sound of footsteps gradually approached, and Zhao Si'er was dressed in plain clothes and walked in slowly.

Jiang Qingping looked back at her, she took off all the steps and jewelry on her head, and even put down her hair.

"Why are you here?" , Jiang Qingping was drunk all over, and even his words were a little unclear.

Zhao Si'er walked over slowly and stood beside Jiang Qingping, she didn't kneel, just stood quietly, in this world, the people who could make her kneel have all passed away.

"Hmph, how can I say it, you are also the nominal husband of this princess, if Jiu dies in the ancestral hall so inclearly tonight, I will be said to be my Kefu by unknowing outsiders!"

The sharpest words, but revealing the most sincere feelings, Jiang Qingping hooked his lips and smiled.

"You are really, you have always spoken unforgivingly, but after so long, you still haven't changed at all."

Jiang Qingping was really depressed in his heart today, raised his hand and pinched the jade pot in his hand, and was about to pour it into the wine in one sip.

was snatched by Zhao Si'er next to him, took a sip of his own, raised his hand and threw it aside, "It's really a good wine, but you can't be greedy for good wine!"

In an instant, the room fell silent for a moment, and everything around him seemed to be inaudible, Jiang Qingping's mind was depressed, his head was lowered, and he didn't make a sound.

Zhao Si'er glanced at him lightly, and sighed lightly 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 of the past.

Since it has happened, then learn to accept it, with their wishes, and move on with their lives, isn't that what you taught me?"

She crawled out of that period of madness and realized the most sincere happiness in the world.

The people on the ground still didn't hear a word, but Zhao Si'er clearly saw the teardrops falling on the mat, her heart sank, and she walked out.

Presumably when this kind of vulnerability, Jiang Qingping would not be willing to let anyone see it.

"Princess, why did you come out, it's so cold at night, you put on some clothes, go back to the house first!"

Zhao Si'er didn't say a word, threw the robe on her body to Cardamom, and sat down in the pavilion opposite the ancestral hall.

The candlelight in the ancestral hall was dyed overnight, and Zhao Si'er also stayed outside all night.

The sky was bright, and the closed door in front of him was suddenly opened, and the person in front of him had long since lost the decadence and sadness of yesterday, and had completely returned to normal.

Zhao Si'er had already freshened up and dressed up, and when she saw him come out, she greeted him step by step, "Congratulations, Jiang Lang!"

Congratulations, you've come out of your demons.

Jiang Lang? It was the first time someone had called him that, as if they were giving him a new name to celebrate his new birth.

"Well, congratulations."

From then on, he was himself.

The news of Ling Shuang's death scattered overnight, and everyone said that the concubine of the new concubine had died, and she still 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, and the anger on his body couldn't be suppressed at all.

The face was hideous and terrifying, "Hmph, the woman who is not angry is actually dead like this, so what should I do with my plan? What a wretch!"

Staying in the Academy, Li and Zhiyuan have been pressing him step by step recently, and now that the emperor has fallen, the crown prince has ascended the throne, and Su Xiao's *** has been praised to the height of the queen, if she wants to attack him, then he will not be on the execution ground in minutes.

"No, no, I can't just be pinched by them so easily, definitely, there must be another way, there must be!"

Wang Yixiu thought about it in the room, but still thought of Su Moyuan.

He could sense that Su Moyuan's almost crazy possessiveness towards Su Xiao might be able to turn things around if he could use it.

In the wing, Su Luo's nerves have also been a little panicked recently.

Downstairs, the daily guests talked loudly, and she listened to everything she said, and now, Su Xiaogao is sitting on the phoenix seat, and she will definitely not let her go.

Over there, Su Moyuan was also drinking sullenly.

Su Luohu felt that several people were ridiculous, "Hmph, Su Moyuan, look at you, you came to the capital for Su Xiaocai, regardless of your life, in order to protect her, now, she is soaring, but she has long forgotten that you still exist!" I didn't come to you at all!"