After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

At the gate of the palace, Tong Wenjie was waiting alone, anxious and restless. He kept pacing and looking back at the inside of the palace from time to time, expecting Li Shiliu to appear. He became more and more anxious, like an ant on a hot pot.

Finally, when he saw two figures vaguely walking side by side in the distance, Tong Wenjie was so excited that he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Madam!"

Li Shiliu and Nanyang Yao slowly approached the gate of the palace. Li Shiliu smiled and nodded to Nanyang Yao to express her gratitude. She said, "Lord Nan, there are still many matters to be dealt with in the mansion. I will go back first. Let's talk next time."

Nanyang Yao glanced at Tong Wenjie, who was not to be feared, and then deliberately reached out and gently dropped a small petal from Li Shiliu's hair by her ear, then looked at her affectionately, his eyes full of attachment.

"Okay, I'll take my leave now. Please take care of yourself. If there is anyone in your house who disrespects you, you can send someone to inform me at any time."

Tong Wenjie couldn't help but feel his heart tighten. He immediately became alert and hurriedly took two steps forward and stood next to Li Shiliu.

Unfortunately, Nanyang Yao didn't even give Tong Wenjie a glance and just walked away like that.

"Husband...Princess."

Tong Wenjie looked at Princess Sheng'an Li Shiliu with some guilt, his heart full of doubts and dissatisfaction, but he sadly found that he didn't dare to question her.

Li Shiliu responded indifferently: "Let's go back home. There are still things to deal with at home." After that, she turned and walked towards the carriage that had been waiting on the side and got on without hesitation.

Tong Wenjie reluctantly followed Li Shiliu into the carriage, still struggling with how to ask about Nanyang Yao. The atmosphere in the carriage was heavy, Li Shiliu remained silent, and Tong Wenjie was hesitating whether to break the silence.

It was Li Shiliu who finally spoke first. She said, "The emperor has just said that my mother-in-law should be buried within three days. This matter needs to be arranged as soon as possible and cannot be delayed." Her tone was calm and firm, as if everything was a matter of course.

When Tong Wenjie heard this, he felt a familiar wave of grief in his heart, and tears welled up in his eyes again. He thought of his mother, the woman who had a rough life and was the best person to Tong Wenjie in the world. Now his mother has passed away, and he can't help feeling helpless and sad.

Li Shiliu looked at Tong Wenjie, who looked depressed, and a trace of pity flashed through her heart, but she still said seriously: "Tong Wenjie, you have time to cry here, why don't you think about how to face your father when you go back later.

Given Master Tong’s personality, I’m afraid that if anything happens to Aunt Li and her son today, he will blame it all on you.”

Her words carried a hint of warning, reminding Tong Wenjie to be prepared to deal with difficulties.

After hearing what Li Shiliu said, Tong Wenjie's heart sank. He knew that Li Shiliu was right.

His father, Lord Tong, has always favored Aunt Li and her son, and treated his mother and him, his legitimate son, like enemies.

Now that Aunt Li and her son were in trouble, he would probably not be able to escape responsibility from his father Tong Gongan. Thinking of this, Tong Wenjie felt even more depressed.

Tong Wenjie looked at Li Shiliu with a mixture of avoidance and expectation. Poor Tong Wenjie, who looked like an abandoned dog, could no longer arouse Li Shiliu's sympathy.

"Tong Wenjie, the most important thing in life is to rely on yourself. I can help you temporarily, but I can't help you forever.

Instead of counting on me here, it would be more useful for you to think of a solution.

I can’t stay in the Tong family for too long now.”