Bestow glory to the king

Chapter 2 Wedges (2)
She didn't know what was wrong with her, Li Zhen just didn't like her!In order to be worthy of his talent and learning, when she was at home, she would turn on the lights and read almost every night. She thought that her literary talent would never be inferior to that of Fen Dai, and it could be considered average among men. Cooking, musical instruments, dancing skills, everything a woman should and can learn, She has learned everything, and learned it very well, but he just doesn't like it. Originally, it's fine if he doesn't like it, but she gave up and was ready to die in the palace, but after he returned to Beijing, he proposed to marry If you don't like her, why marry her?Xie Meng was not without temper, she felt that Li Zhen had failed her, so she went all out to find Xie Heng's mistakes, punished her to kneel down, and punished her to copy books.

But the more Xie Cheng was like this, the more Li Zhen hated her, until one day, Xie Heng... died!
It wasn't Xie Cheng who killed him, but Xie Heng died suddenly!
Li Zhen seemed to be crazy. For three whole days, she hugged Xie Heng's corpse and refused to let go. Xie Yu knew from that time that Li Zhen would never forgive her in this life, and there was no possibility of reconciliation between them. .

On the day of Xie Heng's burial, the Holy Majesty summoned Xie Yu back to the palace, saying that he was going to be sent by the emperor himself, and asked her to pack him for the last time. After driving through the city gate, she returned to Jing'an Hou's Mansion, and saw Li Zhen sitting in her room waiting for her, with a cold look in her eyes, which frightened her.

Li Zhen grabbed her and beat her like crazy, and threw her into the pond in the yard. It was the twelfth lunar month, and she felt as if her whole body was about to freeze. After being dragged ashore, Li Zhen continued to kick and beat her. On her body, face, and head, she was dizzy with pain, bleeding from seven holes, but no matter how much she cried, he seemed to be unable to hear him. Finally, after Li Zhen had vented enough, Xie Meng could no longer yell, so she was dragged into the firewood room, where there was a wooden bed, surrounded by windows. How damaged it is, in the harsh winter without charcoal fire, in this kind of place, a good person staying for one night is enough to cause illness, let alone her, there is only one loyal girl who always follows, Xie Meng wants her to go out and send a message to Father and mother, however, Li Zhen blocked all the entrances and exits and did not allow her to go out to report.

With the last gasp of pride, Xie Meng endured for more than half a month, but finally he couldn't.

The soul left the body, seeing his tragic death, felt extremely desolate in his heart, the soul just guarded and refused to leave.

After the girl chopped firewood, she boiled a small bowl of hot water and brought it in for Xie Meng to drink, but found that Xie Meng opened his eyes, staring at the roof motionless, and the steaming water bowl fell to the ground.

After Xie Yu died, Li Zhen seemed to have come to his senses, and came to the firewood room to carry Xie Yu back to the main courtyard, and made arrangements for her funeral.The hatred that Xie Yu had felt before was gone, and all the etiquette was in accordance with the specifications of the mistress of the Hou Mansion.

The emperor who was personally conquered by Yujia came back, and also heard that the aunt who had served him for more than ten years had died, so he changed into casual clothes and came to the Jing'an Hou Mansion to express his condolences. Seeing the woman in the coffin covered with bruises and beyond recognition, even a generation of emperors couldn't help but blush , After expressing condolences, he said a word in Li Zhen's ear, and Li Zhen's legs softened on the spot and knelt down, looking at the coffin in disbelief, and shed tears of regret.

Xie Meng was squatting beside him, watching him from beginning to end, but he didn't know what the emperor said to him, which made him regret it so much.

That night, a group of black-clothed killers ushered in the Jing'an Hou Mansion, and all 180 people in the mansion were slaughtered.

The snow was raging and the wind was howling. Although Xie Meng saw all this, he could do nothing to stop him. All he could do was watch the Jing'an Hou Mansion's murderous sounds shook the sky, and blood flowed like a river...

(End of this chapter)