vrcanaries Chapter 141 His Majesty is dying!
Chapter 141 His Majesty is dying!
The old servant sighed, "The old lady was involved in a murder many years ago, and she also designed to withhold half of the princess's dowry. Now she has been captured. The second young master... the second young master has never returned since he went out that morning. No one knows where he is."
Lu Yanxiu's head was buzzing, and he only heard the words "Grandmother was arrested and Lu Zhili was not seen."
He grabbed the old slave by the collar and asked, "Who caught you? Who?"
"It's...someone from the government office."
Lu Yanxiu let go of his hand in a daze, looking at the empty cellar and the desolate mansion, and was at a loss for a moment.
After a moment, he asked the old slave to help him.
The old servant didn't know why and agreed in a daze.
The eldest princess's mansion.
Lu Zhiping was reburied in Shangqing Temple. Zhaoyang only took one look at him and fell ill due to excessive grief.
Su He waited by the bed without taking off her clothes, and did not leave the room until Zhaoyang fell asleep peacefully.
Not far away, the sky was filled with flames, like a sunset glow.
Su He remembered that was the direction of Lu Mansion.
"Madam, the Lu family is on fire. I heard that Young Master Lu is inside."
"Lu Yanxiu? Isn't he in the East Palace?"
Qingyun said: "The prince allowed him to go home for a visit, but unexpectedly an accident happened."
The fire over there was so big that half the sky was lit red.
Su He stood in the corridor and watched, the hand warmer in his palm burning hot.
"Young Madam, do you want to send someone to put out the fire?" Pei Xia asked.
"No. It would be a blessing for him to die in the fire."
This was not just any ordinary fire.
Lu Yanxiu may not have any other skills, but he is definitely good at cherishing his life.
Besides, the Lu Mansion was emptied and sold, so where was there anything that could burn?
Lu Yanxiu, ah, Lu Yanxiu, you are too smart for your own good.
Su He walked down the steps and returned to Tingxue Garden. In the night, his figure gradually merged into the night.
The day Liu Qiuqiu and Liu set out on their journey.
It was the day with the heaviest snow in Beijing.
The two of them sat in the prison van in prison uniforms, looking shabby, and the people pointed at them.
One is a concubine who has an affair with someone else.
One is the wife of the murderer who murdered the eldest princess' husband.
In the wind and snow, no one can straighten their back.
Su He sat on the viewing platform. The room was warm and filled with the aroma of tea.
There was a small gap in the window, just enough to see the execution ground.
Take a sip of hot tea.
Su He thought of Lu Zhili.
"Qingyun, take Liu's head and go see Lu Zhili later."
"...Isn't this not good?"
It's enough for a person to die, why do you have to desecrate the corpse like this?
Su He looked at the execution ground. The figure kneeling on the ground looked very similar to the scene in her previous life when she begged Lu Yanxiu and Lu Zhili to save the Su family.
Her lips moved slightly, and her tone was calm: "They are guilty of heinous crimes, so I am here for revenge."
Qingyun wanted to ask something else.
Pei Xia grabbed the corner of his clothes and signaled him to stop talking.
Qingyun thought about it carefully and realized that if you are not in the game, how can you know the suffering it brings?
In another courtyard.
Chilling wind.
Lu Zhili huddled in a corner with his arms folded.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door being locked. He got up excitedly and walked over, only to find that his legs were numb from the cold.
"Who? Who is it?"
During the past half month of being imprisoned, he could not leave.
When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he kept thinking about who kidnapped him?
When I heard a noise outside, I thought someone was coming to rescue me.
Lu Zhili dragged his frozen body to stand in front of the door, and the next second, the door opened.
The cold wind suddenly blew.
Lu Zhili couldn't help but cover his face, but there was no one outside the door.
He looked around alertly and found a bag on the steps.
After making sure that there was no one around and there was no danger, Lu Zhili moved and carried the bag in front of him.
and many more!
The touch on my hands is wrong!
Like a...human head!
Lu Zhili smelled a hint of blood and panicked. He opened the door in a hurry and suddenly Liu's head appeared in front of him!
"Grandma...grandma?"
He was so scared that he knelt on the ground, holding Liu's head in his hands with bloodshot eyes!
"Grandson, I will definitely take revenge, I will!"
The blood was quickly buried in the mixture of wind and snow.
The New Year is just around the corner.
There is still no news of Lu Huaihe returning to Beijing.
There was no response to the letter Su He sent.
In the past, Zhaoyang always celebrated the New Year alone. Apart from having a reunion dinner with Lu Huaihe, she would also go to the theater and listen to music with her sisters.
Today is different.
With Su He at home, a new life is about to be welcomed, and the atmosphere in the house is much more lively.
Early in the morning, Nanny Tang sent an embroiderer to make new clothes for Su He. Su He was still half asleep and just let them do whatever they wanted. It was already noon when they finally finished measuring and cutting the clothes.
"Young Madam, will you have lunch with the Princess at noon?"
Su He nodded: "Okay."
As Nanny Tang helped her dress, she said with a smile, "This year is really lively. In the past, the princess would not have asked the servants to hang red lanterns. This year, the young lady is here, so it's auspicious!"
Pei Xia was packing clothes at the side, and subconsciously said, "It would be great if the master was here too! The young lady is already three months pregnant, and the master hasn't heard any news from her."
Nanny Tang said, "Pei Xia!"
Pei Xia then realized that he shouldn't have said that, for he was afraid that the young lady would think too much and hurt herself.
But she was just complaining for Su He. As her husband, how could she feel when she hadn't seen him for several months?
Su He frowned: "As long as he is safe and sound, I am willing to be separated for a long time."
"Yes, yes! My Lord will definitely return to Beijing safely!"
After washing up, the group rushed to the carved hall for dinner.
Zhaoyang had been waiting for a while. When he saw Su He coming, he hurriedly asked someone to serve her a bowl of pigeon soup.
"Isn't it delicious? This pigeon was sent from the palace."
Su He took a sip and praised: "Not bad, mother is thoughtful."
Zhaoyang said, "You and I, stop exchanging these polite words. Let's eat."
"it is good."
Today's lunch is very sumptuous.
Su He was getting hungry recently and started eating seriously.
When Zhaoyang looked at her, he always thought of his own youth.
I can’t help but sigh in my heart, we are old, we are all old!
If Concubine Rong were still alive...
"Princess! Princess! Something terrible is happening!"
Butler Lin rushed all the way from the gate to the dining room. Seeing how anxious he was, Zhaoyang put down his chopsticks and frowned, asking, "What happened? Why are you so flustered? Don't scare Ah He."
Steward Lin ran into the dining room, saluted hastily, swallowed his dry lips and reported: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty is dying!"
"What did you say?"
Zhaoyang stood up in shock.
Su He also paused, his heart in turmoil.
His Majesty...is he finally coming to the end of his life?
"Hurry up and follow me to take a look!"
Su He stood up: "Mother, I..."
"You stay in the mansion and don't go anywhere! Madam Tang, stay with the young mistress!"
After saying this, Zhaoyang quickly left the dining room, followed closely by Butler Lin.
Even in the royal family, at such a critical moment, the love between siblings is more important than the imperial power.