
Shang Liang Yue went to the mass grave, put on her original clothes and rolled a few times on the grass, then lay down on the pile of the dead.
After a drink of tea, the sound of horse treads slowly began to sound.
A dozen guards ran in.
The person leading in front was wearing a golden robe, who else if not Di Hua Ru?
He came personally.
At first glance, he saw Shang Liang Yue lying among the dead with her face pale, lips bloodless, eyebrows and eyes blue, and there was no anger at all now.
Di Hua Ru's heart twitched violently.
Shang Liang Yue was very kind, how could Di Hua Ru do such a thing?
How could Di Hua Ru not believe in Shang Liang Yue?
Di Hua Ru did not care about anything, took Shang Liang Yue and brought her out of the pile of corpses.
It was too late for Qing He to stop him. "Your Majesty—"
Di Hua Ru looked at the blood on Shang Liang Yue's body and closed her eyes, only to feel the pain in her heart.
He's dead!
Qing He had never seen Di Hua Ru like this. "Your Majesty, the dead cannot be raised."
Di Hua Ru hugged Shang Liang Yue tightly and buried her face into Shang Liang Yue's arm.
He regretted it, regretted it!
Suddenly the bodyguards shouted, "Not good!"
In Hua Ru it froze.
Qing He froze and looked at Shang Liang Yue's hand.
Shang Liang Yue's fingertips moved.
Qing He immediately said, "Your Majesty, be careful!" Pulling Di Hua Ru away.
"Thud!"
Shang Liang Yue's body fell to the ground.
"Sring~!"
The bodyguards immediately unsheathed the sword and aimed at Shang Liang Yue who was lying on the ground.
They're worried about the undead.
Shang Liang Yue's eyelashes shook.
He opened his eyes, saw the sunlight above his head, and narrowed slightly. "Where is this?"
For a moment, the guards eyes widened.
Qing He was surprised.
How come?
Di Hua Ru pushed Qing He away and hugged Shang Liang Yue. "Yue'er!"
Shang Liang Yue looked at him slowly.
Tears welled up in Di Hua Ru's eyes.
And the next moment, groaned quietly. "Your Majesty ..."
Di Hua Ru's heart was shattered. “Yue'er!”
Shang Liang Yue buried her face in Di Hua Ru's arms and hooked her lips.
*Relieved?
It's too late to regret*!
*Your beloved Shang Liang Yue has died, and now the person in her body is me.
I will avenge his suffering*!
...* * *...
That night Di Hua Ru brought Shang Liang Yue back to the Prince's Palace.
After returning to the Prince's Palace, he immediately asked the servant to serve Shang Liang Yue in the bathhouse.
Shang Liang Yue refused. "Your Majesty, you can find a trustworthy nanny. Yue'er did not betray you, and Yue'er was willing to for a medical examination." He stared at Di Hua Ru with tears, and he was weak, as if a gust of wind was enough to blow him up.
Di Hua Ru felt a pain in her heart. "Yue'er, I believe you!"
Shang Liang Yue shook her head and pushed Di Hua Ru away.
"Your Majesty, Yue'er is now dead. And he just wants to test himself medically, and prove that he's innocent, and then become a monk."
"Mister? Can't! I promise you to take you as a concubine! I will not break my promise!” said Di Hua Ru excitedly while holding onto Shang Liang Yue's shoulder.
Shang Liang Yue's lips curved into a shallow arch.
Looking out the window, his crescent moon brows frowned slightly, and his eyes were filled with despair.
“Yue'er's reputation has been destroyed and can no longer go home. Only the temple where Yue'er.” lives
“No! You can't be a monk! Your reputation is not ruined, you are the Ninth Miss of the Shang Family. No one dared to make such an irresponsible statement!" Di Hua Ru's eyes flashed sharply.
Shang Liang Yue did not want to argue anymore. "Your Majesty, can Yue'er be allowed to bathe herself? Yue'er was afraid that others would see my body."
Thinking of what Liu Gui had done to Shang Liang Yue, Di Hua Ru said coldly, "Don't worry, I'll take care of you. I won't let anyone in!"
The door closed, and the weakness on Shang Liang Yue's face disappeared instantly.
Now it's time to play around!
...* * *...
“What did you say?” Shang Lian Yu stood up. The teacup in his hand slammed onto the ground and shattered into pieces.
Ling'er said, "Miss, Liu Gui went to the Prince's Palace and said that the ninth miss was framed, and no one came out until now! Someone killed him directly!”
Shang Lian Yu clasped her handkerchief tightly with a hateful expression.
"Miss, what should I do? Liu Gui told his majesty that you and the third miss ordered it, then—"
"Plac!"
Shang Lian Yu slapped Ling'er in the face and said sharply, "Close your mouth!"
Ling'er reacted and immediately closed her mouth. "Miss is right, Ling'er must be quiet, Ling'er is damned!"
"Plac!"
Ling'er slapped her own face.
Shang Lian Yu looked annoyed. "Well, does Third Brother already know?"
"It should have known, the news had spread everywhere."
Shang Lian Yu walked out of the courtyard with an ugly face. "Go to Third Brother!"
...* * *...
Compared to Shang Lian Yu's mess, Shang Yun Shang behaved as usual.
“Kakak!” Shang Lian Yu called out as soon as she entered.
Shang Yun Shang was sitting on a golden nan chair wearing a light blue dress with a golden leaf tea cup in front of him, raising his hand slightly, holding a teapot with his slender fingers, he said, and rinsing the tea cup.
The posture is pretty good.
She is a perfect woman!
Hearing Shang Lian Yu's anxious voice, she remained calm as usual. "My brother came in time, and the tea had just been heated."
Seeing his composure, Shang Lian Yu suppressed the confusion in her heart and walked over to sit down.
Shang Yun Shang's personal servants Bi Yun and Ling'er came out and closed the door.
Shang Yun Shang poured out a cup of tea. "Try."
Shang Lian Yu looked into Shang Yun Shangs eyes and knew that Shang Yun Shang already knew that Liu Gui was going to the Prince's Palace.
Now I know that my brother is still very calm when there is a countermeasure.
Shang Lian Yu felt relieved, took her tea, took a sip, licked her lips. "Tea Brother is the best."
Shang Yun Shang's pink lips were slightly adrift.
Shang Lian Yu put down the teacup and said, "Sister, have you heard of Liu Gui?"
"Of course."
"Then what are you going to do?"
Shang Yun Shang raised his eyebrows. "What am I gonna do? Liu Gui, a servant who had been expelled from the family, had nothing to do with our family. Ninth Sister died of sudden illness, Liu Gui wants to make our family atmosphere become murky. But it depends on Dad's answer."
Shang Lian Yu smiled. "Smart brother!"
...* * *...
The largest house in the Beijing suburbs.
Prince Yu's House.
Workroom.
A black-robed man was sitting on your golden chair, holding a pit and swinging it on a piece of white paper.
His writing was sharp, fast, and cruel. The scratches seem restrained, but hidden.
After a while, a few lines of black words fell on the paper.
“Master, Leng Tan is back.”
“Ya.”
Door opens.
A black-clothed man walked in, kneeling down by bending one leg.
"Master, obviously that miss is Shang Liang Yue, the Ninth Miss of the Shang Family Residence, who died from a sudden illness two days ago. And now it has been brought back to the Prince's Palace by Prince Di Hua Ru."
The pit in the black-robed man's hand stopped. His eyes fell on the kneeling man.
Leng Tan lowered his head, saying, "The branch has learned that the ninth miss was framed by the third miss and the fifth miss, and she died of anger, but for some reason, the ninth miss is not dead."
A streak of bright light appeared in the eyes of the black-robed man.
The eyes of the phoenix narrowed slightly. "Continue watching, and report any changes."
"understand!" Leng Tan's gone.
Qi Sui came in.
The black-robed man gave him the letter he had just written. "Give it to Nalan."
"Yes." Yeah." Qi Sui took it with both hands and turned to leave.
The black-robed man got up and came out, put his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, and narrowed his eyes.
Shang Liang Yue's.