Chapter 220

Li Guiren's face was purple and black, his eyes were staring straight, the eyeballs protruded outwards, and there were deep bruises on his neck.

Li Guiren hanged himself.

White spiritual curtains were hung inside and outside Zuo Cheng's mansion, and a memorial tablet was placed on the hall.

Since Li Guiren married into the palace, even if she died, her body would not be able to return to Zuo Cheng's mansion.

Zuo Cheng sat in his seat silently for a long time, his fingers clenched the teacup tightly, his fingertips turned white, Madam Zuo Cheng's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and his throat could barely utter a sound.

"pat-"

Suddenly the teacup was thrown on the ground by him, and the hot tea spilled all over the floor.

Mrs. Zuo Cheng was shocked: "Master..."

"Hanging himself?" He suppressed his grief and anger, and snorted coldly.

His own daughter, he knows better than anyone else, Yan'er is definitely not a person who will commit suicide, she is so strong, even if she loses, she will still live with her back straight.

It was because he was too naive and overestimated the size of the emperor. If Yan'er insulted the emperor like that and said outrageous words, how could the emperor not spare her life or the Zuocheng mansion?
How noble and inviolable is the face of the royal family, how can there be such a good thing as being in the sidelines?

The emperor still attacked Yan'er.

As a courtier, there was nothing wrong with what Emperor Jiawen did, but as a father, he had no choice but to applaud after Emperor Jiawen personally disposed of his daughter's life, shouting that the emperor did the right thing, He even felt dissatisfied in his heart, why did Emperor Jiawen personally shatter this hope after giving them hope for the whole family?

The wife's complaining words echoed in my ears: "You shouldn't have married your daughter to the emperor in the first place. The previous emperor's descendants were weak, and several princes died one after another. It’s the next generation of emperor, don’t you and I not understand how complicated the harem is?”

"In order to show your loyalty to the emperor, you sent Yan'er over... What kind of character is Yan'er? She is too straightforward, and she can't keep anything in her heart. She is not suitable for a place like the harem." Although our Zuo Cheng's mansion is not as rich as the imperial palace, food and clothing are not as expensive as the palace, but at least it can protect Yan'er's life's safety, so that Yan'er can live a life in peace and stability, instead of being gray-haired like now People send black-haired people!"

Zuo Cheng's eyes were red, he clenched his fists, and said in a low voice: "I was wrong...I was wrong!"

In Xiao Wanwan's system, the task of protecting the child in Concubine Li's womb was completely grayed out, and there was neither reward nor punishment.

She was wearing a smoky purple dress with cranes embroidered on the hem of the tulle skirt. As she walked, the gauze flowed slowly and movingly, her eyes were covered with a white silk cloth.

Several young maids in Yongxiu Palace were jogging in the garden like having fun: "Your Majesty, I'm here!"

Xiao Wanwan calmed down and listened to the voice to identify her position. She fumbled with her arms and changed several directions without finding anyone.

"here!"

Xiao Wanwan faintly heard the sound of footsteps, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she almost instantly rushed towards the direction where the sound was heard, and grabbed the man's long sleeve with her fingers, as small as a peach blossom in April : "I caught you, don't surrender quickly!"

The arrested person was very silent, Xiao Wanwan tore off the silk cloth from her face, and then her eyes widened.

It is Duan Wang.

(End of this chapter)

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