I don't know how long she cried, Leng Wan's eyes began to be sour, and she propped herself up and got up from the desk.

Holding back the bitterness in his heart, he put all the things related to Fu Jiulan into the package, reluctantly glanced back at the scenes and objects in the study, turned his head and closed the door.

As soon as he walked out of the shop, he suddenly stretched out a pair of hands from the dark and grabbed Leng Wan's arm.

"Come with me somewhere."

The male voice sounded, with a bit of gloom.

Leng Wan looked up and saw Zuo Qingyun's face unsurprisingly.

Her brows furrowed subconsciously, shook off Zuo Qingyun's hand, took two steps back, and opened the distance between the two.

"What do you want to do?"

Zuo Qingyun's gaze swept over Leng Wan's face, the corners of her lips rose, and there was a bit of malice in her smile.

"Don't you want to know how Fu Jiulan died?"

Leng Wan's eyes instantly became sharp.

The restaurant was very quiet, and Leng Wan walked beside Zuo Qingyun, always keeping a distance of half a step from him.

Walking to the door of a private room, Zuo Qingyun stopped.

Leng Wan looked at him with a bit of defensiveness in her eyes, "Why don't you go in?"

"Someone will tell you the answer."

After Zuo Qingyun finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

Leng Wan hesitated for a few seconds, but still walked in with her legs raised.

The second prince stood by the window, and when he saw Leng Wan coming in, he shook the folding fan in his hand, and his expression was a little intriguing.

Leng Wan sorted out her thoughts, and a conjecture came to her mind.

Is Fu Jiulan's accident because of the dispute between these princes?

Leng Wan thought about it, and quietly clenched the hairpin in her hand.

And what did they find themselves for?

"Miss Leng, might as well look at the letters on the table?"

The second prince pointed to the table next to him with a folding fan, with a slight smile in his eyes.

Leng Wan's heart froze, paused, and slowly stepped forward, she stretched out her hand and picked up the thick pile of letters.

As soon as her eyes touched the words on the paper, her expression changed suddenly.

This is the correspondence between the three princes and the Jiangnan Thorn History.

Leng Wan looked at it at a glance, and the more she got there, the more ugly her face became.

Reading between the lines, it is full of disregard for life.

Fu Jiulan lost his life in such a power struggle.

Leng Wan put the letter into her burden in front of the second prince.

"The second prince called me over to read more than just a few letters?"

The second prince put away the folding fan, his eyes swept around Leng Wan, and after clearly seeing the anger in her expression, he slowly spoke, "Fu Jiulan's corpse is fake."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and as soon as the second prince's voice fell, his cold eyes suddenly turned cold.

"I know where Fu Jiulan is."

Leng Wanmeng stepped forward and squeezed his palm.

"The second prince has said so much, what is the purpose?"

If Fu Jiulan really wasn't dead, she would have to find out his whereabouts no matter what.

"I want you to help me poison the Three Princes."

After the second prince finished speaking, he took out a bottle of poison from his cuff.

The small white porcelain vase looks clean and simple.

"This medicine is colorless and tasteless, you only need to put the medicine into the wine and coax the third prince to drink it, and you don't need to worry about the rest of the things."

Leng Wan's gaze fell on the porcelain vase.

The second prince is really calculating, on the wedding night, the third prince died of poison, if the emperor investigates it, how can she have a good end.

On the contrary, it was the second prince, but he was cleaned up because of this, but the general's mansion would be implicated by her, and if she was not careful, she would lose all the door.

"The second prince is so sure that I will definitely promise you?"

On one side is Fu Jiulan's whereabouts, and on the other side is the general

In the future of the mansion, the second prince really gave himself a good choice.

"Then it depends on how important Fu Jiulan's name is to Miss Leng!"

Leng Wan looked at the second prince coldly, and after a long time, she reached out and took the porcelain vase.

"I promise you."

There is no way for her to sit idly by, if Fu Jiulan originally had a glimmer of life, but now she lost her life because of her hesitation, she would be uneasy for the rest of her life.

Coming out of the restaurant, Leng Wan hid the porcelain vase in the cuffs.

happened to bump into Zuo Qingyun who was guarding the door.

When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed.

Zuo Qingyun smiled at her, and he arched his hand.

"Zuo is here, I wish Miss Leng all her wishes come true in advance."

Leng Wan's eyes changed slightly, and she sneered at each other: "Lord Zuo's plan is too big, be careful and counterproductive."

Dropping these words, Leng Wan turned around and left without hesitation.

When I returned to the General's Mansion, it was already late at night, and since Leng Wan had secretly gone out alone, she did not alarm the others.

The yard was quiet, and occasionally a few birds chirped from the trees.

Back in the room, Leng Wan packed up everything and put it on the table, sorted it out one by one, and finally put the poison close to her.

It wasn't until she had done everything that she lay down on the bed.

The night passed quickly, and today was her wedding to the third prince.

The bride and the lady had already been waiting outside the bedroom.

Leng Wan didn't sleep all night, sat quietly on the bed, and had already changed into a wedding dress by herself.

The first to come in was the general's wife, who looked at her cold appearance and couldn't help but raise her handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"Wan Niang, from today onwards, you will be the concubine of the third prince......

Before he finished speaking, the tears fell first.

The general's wife sat down beside Leng Wan, a little unable to sob.

Seeing this, Xi Niang quickly comforted her.

"It's a good day, don't cry at the general's wife."

Seeing that the general's wife was really sad for herself, Leng Wan felt a little guilty in her heart, what she was going to do today might really push the general's mansion into the fire pit.

"You go out first, and I'll explain a few words to the young lady alone."

The general's wife stopped her tears and spoke.

The bride was a little embarrassed, "The wedding team is almost here, I'm afraid it's too late."

The general's wife glanced at her coldly, "It's just a few words, and it won't take much time."

Faced with the general's wife's sharp reprimand, Xi Niang had no choice but to compromise.

The idlers in the room quickly dispersed, leaving only the general's wife and Leng Wan sitting face to face.

She patted Leng Wan's palm, and her expression faintly revealed a bit of regret.

"Wan Niang, my mother knows that you don't like the three princes, here are some silver tickets and land deeds, don't be bitter about yourself in the future."

After she finished speaking, she placed a wooden box on Leng Wan's lap.

As soon as Leng Wan wanted to refuse, the general's wife stopped her movements.

"Listen to my mother, there will be more things to use money in the future, and the third princess is not a good person."

Due to time constraints, the general's wife didn't give Leng Wan too many opportunities to speak, but only hurriedly explained a few important things, and then raised her hand to call Xi Niang and a group of people in.

She personally arranged Leng Wan's collar, "My Wan Niang, I will be safe in the future."