Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

Ye Qianyao fought back desperately, but her strength was insignificant in front of the opponent.

"Shen Yuming! I want to see Shen Yuming..." she shouted helplessly.

Suddenly, Bailiqin stopped giving orders and gently opened her collar, revealing an obvious red mark.

"Mrs. Shen, Shen Yuming and I have become a real couple. After you leave, I will become his wife, and we will have a happy family."

When Ye Qianyao saw the mark, she almost died.

It turned out that Shen Yuming had never done anything intimate with her, but he did this to the Eighth Princess.

"You two adulterers, I will never let you go even if I die!"

Ye Qianyao's eyes were filled with hatred as she realized that she had been completely betrayed.

No servant came to rescue her, it was obvious that Shen Yuming had set up a trap. She felt extremely desperate and heartbroken.

Baili Qin signaled Qingshu again, and this time the maid controlled Ye Qianyao more tightly and forced her to swallow the tea.

Ye Qianyao's body began to react violently, and she coughed painfully. Her eyes widened and she stared straight at Baili Qin, as if she was trying to remember this face with her last bit of strength.

"I will never let you go...even if I die!"

Ye Qianyao gritted her teeth as she uttered the last words, her hands tightly gripping her neck, and finally she fell to the ground powerlessly.

Baili Qin looked at all this and thought to herself that nothing could stand in her way now.

Ye Qianyao's hand slowly dropped, and her life quietly left. Qingshu stepped forward to check and sighed softly: "She is gone."

Baili Qin snorted coldly and turned away: "Let's go."

The two of them left the Shen Mansion through the back door quietly, as if they had never been there.

Shen Yuming was waiting for good news in the study.

This time, the Eighth Princess provided a colorless, odorless, and difficult-to-detect poison, ensuring that Ye Qianyao's death looked like a natural death.

When the servants entered the backyard with the meal, the house was dead silent.

"Madam, it's time for dinner." He called softly, but there was no response.

When he got closer, he was horrified to find that Ye Qianyao's face was as pale as snow, his eyes were wide open, and it was obvious that he had no signs of life.

"Oh my God! Madam... Madam!" The servant was so frightened that he almost fell down, and hurried to report the news.

The news quickly spread throughout the Shen Mansion. Shen Yuming rushed over upon hearing the news, his steps heavy and his heart filled with mixed emotions.

As he stood by the bed and looked at his once beloved wife, endless grief and complex emotions surged in his heart.

Seeing this, the housekeeper consoled him, "Master, your wife has passed away, so you should take care of yourself as well."

"Well, you guys should step back first. I need some time to accompany her."

Shen Yuming's voice was low and calm. The servants left the room and closed the door, whispering about the master's deep affection for his wife, who never gave up even when his wife was mentally ill.

"The master is such a passionate man." sighed a servant.

"Yes, now that the Madam is finally free, I hope the Master can start over."

The other responded, a hint of comfort in his tone.

Shen Yuming stayed alone in the room, recalling every detail of the past, as if trying to grasp the last bit of warmth.

In the Shen Mansion, after the last visitor left, Shen Yuming raised his head, his eyes were deep and indifferent, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. At this moment, no one could hinder his future.

He turned to Ye Qianyao's lifeless face and touched her gently.

"Ye Qianyao, may you rest in peace. I will ensure that you are buried as a member of the Shen family and enjoy the respect you deserve."

There was no warmth in his voice, it was cold as ice.

"Soon, I will marry the princess, and my career will be smooth sailing!"

There was a solemn atmosphere in the Shen Mansion, with white lanterns hanging high.

A few days ago, Mrs. Shen unfortunately fell into the water during a boat cruise. Despite several days of treatment, she eventually passed away.

When the neighbors heard about this, they all shook their heads and sighed, expressing their regret.

However, this did not cause any disturbance in the capital, and the situation soon calmed down. No one knew that there was a conspiracy between Shen Yuming and the Eighth Princess behind this.

In the servants' quarters, Cui'er curled up in a corner, her body trembling with fear.

That day, when she was assigned to work in the kitchen, she suddenly remembered that her wife had not taken her medicine yet, so she hurriedly picked up the medicine bowl and went to her wife's room.

The courtyard was dead silent. Cui'er walked towards the door without thinking much - after all, the lady had been in an unstable mood recently and did not allow anyone to enter her room, except Cui'er.

Just as she was about to open the door, the voices and unclear words coming from inside the house made Cui'er's heart tremble.

She was filled with doubt and fear, not knowing whether she should continue to move forward. As she hesitated, she heard footsteps approaching, and someone was walking out of the house.

In order to avoid being discovered, Cui'er quickly hid in the corner.

After the two maids disappeared from sight, Cui Er dared to step into the room and called softly, "Madam, it's time to take the medicine."

However, there was no response from the room. Cui Er walked closer to the bed: "Madam."

She saw the person on the bed with his eyes stiffly open and his face as pale as paper.

Cui'er's hand trembled, and the medicine bowl in her hand fell to the ground and broke.

"Madam, Madam!" She called softly and shook Madam gently, but there was no response. At that moment, Cui Er realized that Madam was gone.

"Ah!" Cui'er almost screamed: "Madam, Madam is dead!" She turned around and wanted to run out for help.

Cui'er ran a few steps and suddenly stopped.

The lady's voice seemed to still be in my ears: "I will never let you go even if I die..."

She covered her mouth in horror and her shoulders trembled unconsciously.

The lady was fine one moment, and fell down the next. Could it be the work of those two maids? Cui'er's mind was in a mess, her legs were weak, and she could hardly stand.

"It must be them who did it!"

Cui'er thought to herself that she was the only one who saw the two maids come out of the lady's room.

If she told the truth, who would believe it? Moreover, she didn't even see the faces of the two people clearly.

Cui'er's face kept changing and she was struggling inside.

If he were charged with murdering his wife, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this moment, she thought of the broken medicine bowl in the room, and her heart sank even more - what would she do if someone found out that she had entered the room?

Cui'er's heart was filled with fear and anxiety. It was not until the sun set that she breathed a sigh of relief because the broken medicine bowl on the ground had not been found by anyone all day.

In the servant's room, Cui Er curled up in a corner, pale, and couldn't sleep all night. Last night, she met the lady in her dream.

The lady's eyes were wide open, staring at her closely, and she asked coldly: "Why don't you tell others the truth? I died so unjustly, I was murdered!"

Cui'er woke up from her dream, sweating all over and a chill on her back.