On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Wu Zhouce tried hard to prove himself.

"Every word I said is true. If you don't believe me, Princess, you can send someone to the academy. There is a hollowed-out space on the bed where I live. Inside is the calculation and drawing I made over the years."

Yan Ruyu said with a smile: "Oh? If it's such an important thing, why didn't you take it with you and bring it back to the mansion?"

Wu Zhouce swallowed his saliva and said, "Actually, I... I didn't plan to go back home. I suddenly received a message saying that there was something important at home and asked me to come back, so I rushed back home."

"I originally thought that I would be able to return to the academy in two days, but I didn't expect such a big thing to happen at home!"

As he spoke, a few more tears rolled down his cheeks.

Yan Ruyu could not hide her sarcasm, her tone was colder than the wind and snow outside: "Put away your tears, don't pretend in front of this princess."

"Your family members died, and perhaps you were indeed sad, but it was only for a short while. You didn't even go to see your son when he was beheaded, and you didn't care about the bodies of other people, leaving them in the government morgue."

"It's strange, you don't care about other people's bodies, but you rush to take the body home when your eldest son died in an accident. Why?"

Wu Zhouce didn't expect that she would think of so much just after he pretended to cry, and his eyes were a little evasive.

"Well... there's no reason. He's my eldest son, my first son, so naturally he's different."

"The first son is different. Your argument," Yan Ruyu laughed briefly, "is really ridiculous."

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard outside, and the voice of Yinding greetings came from the corridor: "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Huo Changhe lifted the curtain and walked into the room. Yinding followed behind him, took the long package from his hand and put it on the ground.

When Wu Zhouce saw Huo Changhe, he struggled a few times: "My Lord, my Lord, spare my life. I can serve you. I can help you make a comeback and even become emperor!"

Huo Changhe paused and tilted his head to look at the silver ingot.

The silver ingot hit Wu Zhouce's stomach with a "clang". Wu Zhouce was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. His face turned red and veins bulged on his forehead.

"If you don't want to live, don't drag my prince into this. How dare you say such treasonous words?"

"What do you mean by making a comeback? My prince has never fallen!" Yinding spat at him, "You are serving, but what kind of service are you serving? What kind of service do you have?"

"He's like a weakling, an old man with a skeleton in his arms. He has to let people give up their seats on the bus. If you touch him, he will blackmail you. And you're still working for him!"

Yan Ruyu: “…” What the hell is this about giving up seats on the bus?

What are you learning from the abbot all day long!

"I said……"

Wu Zhouce took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but Huo Changhe stopped him, "Shut up!"

"Yin Ding is right to scold me. What's your reason?" Huo Changhe said with a frosty tone, "Let's not talk about what kind of power you can use. Even if you do, I dare not use you."

"I swear to heaven that I will be loyal to the prince and will never..."

He hadn't finished expressing his loyalty yet, as Huo Changhe gestured to Yinding to open the long package he had brought.

Uncle Wu's pale face, without a trace of blood, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Wu Zhouce was totally unprepared and was shocked when he saw it for the first time.

"Ah!" He screamed and rolled to the side in fear.

"What? Are you scared?" Huo Changhe said sarcastically, "This is your son, your biological son, what are you afraid of?"

"Didn't you just say," Yan Ruyu took over the conversation, "that this is your eldest son, your first son, and he will always be different to you."

"Everyone in the mansion is dead. Your beloved youngest son was beheaded. You didn't care about their bodies, but brought back the eldest son's body. Now it's right in front of you. Why don't you take a look at it? What are you afraid of?"

Wu Zhouce's chest heaved. He closed his eyes and relaxed for a while. Sweat on his forehead seeped out of his hair.

"I...I'm not afraid."

Huo Changhe sneered: "At this point, you still don't tell the truth, and you still show your loyalty. You lie without hesitation. Do you think I'm a fool? You believe everything you say?"

"You can even kill your own son. Will I trust your loyalty?"

"You are a selfish, vicious person who only cares about yourself. You pretend to be righteous and think you are knowledgeable and prestigious, but in fact you are full of dirty tricks. If you peel off the human skin, you are more like a beast than anyone else."

Wu Zhouce was scolded miserably. Huo Changhe lifted the cloth again, and the cloth wrapped around Boss Wu's body was completely removed, revealing the intact body.

His abdominal cavity was cut into pieces by a knife, and the cuts were made after his death. The skin and flesh were rolled up, and some of the wounds were so deep that the bones were visible.

"What a huge vengeance this is, the body must be destroyed even after death."

Wu Zhouce didn't dare to look at it at all, not even out of the corner of his eyes. He turned his head to the side, his lips trembling.

"I... I don't know. That night, I was knocked unconscious. I was thinking about giving him a good send-off and burying him. I didn't..."

"You don't know? How dare you say that!"

Huo Changhe said sternly, "Wu Zhouce, you are unworthy of being a father and a human being!"

"You drew the so-called treasure map on your son, hiding it with a special method, and then revealing it when needed. That's why you brought his body back after he died."

"If it weren't for this, I'm afraid you wouldn't have taken him back, right?"

"The time has not come yet, but you have to make the picture reappear, because he is dead, and when he dies, he will be buried in the ground and rot. Once he rots, nothing will be revealed."

"So, that night you lit a candle with spices, waiting for the picture to reappear. However, things did not go as you wished. Before you could see the picture, you were knocked unconscious. When you woke up, the picture was gone, and someone had splashed ink on your body."

Huo Changhe's voice was deep and cold, and every word was like a knife, peeling off Wu Zhouce's face and making him unable to raise his head.

"So, in a rage, you took a knife and stabbed his body madly, until it became what it is now."

"He is so unlucky, having a father like you and a stepmother like your wife."

"You had a yamen runner in your house at the time. The body had become like this, and you couldn't hide it. You could only lie to the yamen runner and say that a murderer had come, knocked you out, and destroyed your son's body."

"The yamen runners did not suspect anything and reported it to the governor, who ordered his men to take your son's body away again and investigate the case."

"It's not their fault that they are stupid. Any normal person would have thought that you, the father, the victim who seemed to have been destroyed, were the perpetrator."

Wu Zhouce laid his head on the ground, closed his eyes and said, "Stop, stop talking..."

"I didn't mean to do that. I just... I just woke up and saw that scene. I couldn't hold myself together all of a sudden. I was a little out of control."

"I regretted it afterwards, I really regretted it!"

He spoke in high and low voices, expressing his regret, but no one believed him except himself.

Yan Ruyu asked the question in her mind: "Wu Zhouce, if you are so nervous about this thing, why do you put it on him?"