The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

Thick snow from the branches fell on my shoulders, and a few clumps of ice were on the brown branches.

Chu Yizhao could guess who did it. Only someone in the palace could trace the empress dowager's property.

I just don’t know if Chu Yingxue knows about this.

It doesn't matter if she knows it. She can't save herself even if she crosses the river.

Before Chu Yingxue got married, she was a cousin with a bad reputation. After getting married, no matter how favored she was, she was still a concubine. Naturally, she could not compare to her, the legitimate daughter.

Before leaving Beijing, she knew that Chu Yunyu would ask her to go back and do hard labor.

Chu Yunyu had been rejected before, and he would never lose face again. Chu Yingxue was different. With 100,000 taels of silver, she thought she had become the savior of the Marquis' Mansion, and it was time to show off.

If Chu Yunyu asked Chu Yingxue to invite her, she would definitely agree.

So she prepared some small gifts.

Qu Lingxiang.

It can calm the mind and promote sleep if you smell it alone, but it cannot be appreciated together with Bletilla striata, otherwise it will... cause a sore throat.

Excessive liver fire will cause butt ulcers.

Chu Yingxue's fetus is unstable, and the pregnancy-stabilizing medicine contains white hyacinth.

The bottle of bad medicine was originally used to reduce swelling and stop bleeding, and also contained a large amount of Bletilla striata.

Qu Lingxiang will stay with you for seven days. Whether it will be a double blessing or great fortune depends on whether Chu Yingxue can live up to her expectations.

Qiaoyu held Qu Lingxiang in her hand and felt something was wrong. "Miss, my cousin, that day..."

"Miss!"

Chang Nian walked in and handed Chu Yizhao a letter, "The Marquis' Mansion sent someone to deliver it, saying that the Marquis gave it to you."

Chu Huai is coming back?

Chu Yizhao took the light brown envelope, pinched it with his fingertips, and a faint fragrance emanated from the envelope. Light-colored medicinal powder was smeared on the seal. Chu Yizhao was caught off guard and it was too late to hold his breath.

I saw the two little ones still standing nearby.

She frowned and shouted, "Get out!"

Qiaoyu and Changnian didn't know what was going on and quickly retreated out the door.

Chu Yizhao felt a dull pain in his right wrist and quickly turned over his right hand. A thin, light gray line gradually emerged between the veins on the snow-white inner wrist.

Got hit.

Why did Chu Huai suddenly poison her?

The phoenix eyes stared coldly at the half-opened letter hanging in the air. The limp paper swayed in the wind, and one could vaguely hear the teasing curve at the corner of Chu Huai's mouth.

Chu Yizhao took the patient's pulse and found it steady and strong, without any sign of poisoning.

I gently rubbed it with the tip of my thumb, and the color did not change, but an indescribable pain spread slightly from the thin line.

This poison...

Chu Yizhao's expression suddenly changed.

He tore open the envelope, and the letter fell to the ground. On it were two huge words written in a brush: Bastard!

The thick black ink penetrates through the paper!

Chu Yizhao clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost digging into his flesh, and uttered a few words that sounded like laughter and anger.

"Okay... okay, okay."

This mad dog.

I can't bear to see her at peace!

A line of blood flowed from the lips.

The cold wind blew, and the fallen papers rolled and flew, submerged in the thick snow. The snow water washed the ink, and the letter paper became soft. After a moment, it turned into mud and dust.

The skin on his wrist trembled slightly when it touched the fine dust in the air, and his angry face suddenly froze...

The plum branches were covered in snow, and the lights were on in Quyang Hou's Mansion. Chu Yunyu stood by a candle, with yellow flames growing larger and smaller until they went out. In his hand, he held a piece of unburned paper, which was emitting green smoke.

"The stuff has been delivered."

Kneeling in the hall was an ordinary-looking man with a half-inch old scar at the corner of his eye.

“…It’s delivered.”

"Sir, the Marquis will be back soon. If he knows about the Fifth Miss, he will be angry..."

Chu Yunyu twisted the fine ashes between his fingertips, his face grim, "A bastard who harmed people is actually worthy of his concern. It's better for him to die."

His letter was a barrage of reproaches.

But he was very caring and considerate to Chu Yizhao.

It looks weird no matter how you look at it.

He did something wrong by marrying that evildoer without telling Chu Huai. But what kind of good guy was Chu Yizhao? He plotted against his younger sister and killed his mother and father.

Chu Yunyu knows Chu Huai best. He is a good father and a good husband. He teaches his son, clears his doubts, paves the way for him, and strives for his wife to gain a high position and wealth.

He is patient, loving, and tolerant.

But he would not comfort him with a gentle voice when he fell down as a child, nor would he stop for a moment when he was reluctant to let him go.

Kites in spring, hawthorn cakes in autumn, as long as Chu Huai is at home, Chu Yizhao will always appear on his lap, no matter whether it is personal or official. He even took her out of Beijing for a trip overnight just because of a joke.

It would be fine if she was my biological sister, but she is not.

After more than ten years of living together day and night, Chu Yunyu would not be unable to tolerate a baby girl, but Chu Huai's love for Chu Yizhao did not change with the return of his biological daughter.

He even cared about her when he was banished from Kyoto.

Would people be so nice to other people's children for no reason?

Especially men.

Impossible.

"If she dies, then she dies. If she doesn't die, then she is capable. I will wait for my father to come back and bring her back..."

"Tsk."

Impatient voices echoed in the dark room.

Chu Yunyu paused, stopped talking and looked over.

The door that should have been closed suddenly opened. The cold moon hung high in the dark blue night sky, so bright that it was frightening.

It was unusually quiet all around. In the solemn moonlight, the black cloak was slightly fluttered in the wind. The silver beads fell into the dim light, emitting a faint cold glow.

A pair of black boots walked into the house slowly, and the man turned the green ring on his thumb.

"You are really brave...

A familiar clear voice accompanied by a biting chill drifted into Chu Yunyu's ears. He took a step back in disbelief, "Prince of Yue...you..."

How could Wei Xingli appear here!

I have a bad feeling in my heart...

The shadow covering the face faded away, and a handsome face like a ghost appeared in Chu Yunyu's eyes, with black eyes and red lips, stunningly beautiful. The eyes were as sharp and cold as ice cones, piercing through the snow and falling directly on Chu Yunyu.

"I dare to touch anyone."

"Tired of living?"

Chu Yunyu was suspicious in his heart, but he said calmly, "What do you mean? I don't understand."

"It's late at night. Your Highness, it's really inappropriate for you to break into the Marquis's mansion. Please go back as soon as possible."

Wei Xingli gave a cruel and playful smile, "Inappropriate? It's not the first time."

Chu Yunyu's face darkened slightly. "Don't be too presumptuous, my prince. This is the imperial city after all. I have never offended you. You have no excuse today."

Wei Xingli ignored him and glanced at the male slave kneeling beside him. His voice was cold and deep.

"You hand it over yourself, or I take it."

The man knelt on the ground for a long time, his eyes rolling, deliberately misinterpreting Wei Xingli's meaning, "I don't know what to take. I just delivered the letter from Lord Feng to Miss Wu, and I really didn't take anything else..."

The dark shadow of the candlelight dragged on the wall, and the house was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The male slave breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wei Xingli remained silent. Unexpectedly, a cold laugh broke through the light curtain the next moment, "Kill him."

"Varied…"

"Wei Xingli!"

The sound of a cold sword and a terrified scream filled the hall at the same time. Warm blood sprayed on the dim yellow wall, which was weird and terrifying...

"Wei...Wei Xingli! How dare you! How dare you..."

Chu Yunyu looked at the dead body on the ground which was still alive just now, and blood spilled all over his legs.

A few drops of warm blood sprayed on his cheeks, flowing down stickyly. He suddenly realized that this madman Wei Xingli did not come to his house to reason, he just came to kill people, no matter who the other party was, no matter where this was, he would kill if he wanted to!

The extremely dark night and the cold moonlight shone on the back of the man in front of the door, covering the only way to survive, strange and absurd.

The huge front hall seemed like a maze of ghost walls that could not be escaped. Chu Yunyu looked at the face opposite him that was as white as a ghost. A helpless panic swept through his heart. He shouted wildly,

"Someone! Someone! Come quickly!"

The servants were not around, and Zhang Ruyi didn't even send anyone to ask him to go back to bed tonight...

Chu Yunyu held the back of the chair with his hands, slid down to the ground, and collapsed. "What did you do!"

No matter how poor the Marquis's Mansion is, it will be able to call for a guard.

this person

"Hand over the antidote."