Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family

Aunt Zhao immediately stopped crying and raised her hand to slap her: "I am talking to the princess, how can a little servant like you have the right to speak!"

Li Shuangwan grabbed Madam Zhao's hand and pushed her aside.

During this period, she practiced horse stance for half an hour and martial arts for an hour every day. Although her martial arts skills have not returned yet, they are no longer comparable to those six months ago.

With just this push, Nanny Zhao took several steps back.

Old Mrs. Zhao was plump, and although she was pushed back a few steps, she did not fall to the ground.

Then, she rolled her eyes and fell to the ground. "Oh my God, now that you are grown up, you don't kiss me anymore. Back then, I nursed you with my own milk and water, and loved you with all my heart. When you were sick, I was so distressed that I wished I was sick myself, and stayed by your side all night. Now that I am old and useless, Princess, why don't you give me three feet of white silk instead of being an eyesore here?"

There are many servants coming and going in the palace. If this news gets out, it will be a disaster.

Yi Zhu was also very angry: "Madam Zhao, please check your conscience when you say this. In the past ten years, how has the princess treated you badly? Even when your son lost money in gambling, the princess paid it back for you without saying a word. Go and ask around, how many masters in Shengjing City can do this!"

Li Shuangwan was extremely disgusted. If this old woman was not useful, he would have killed her the day she came back. He gave Chen Ping a look.

Chen Ping understood, walked over, picked up Mrs. Zhao from the ground, knocked her unconscious with a single blow, dragged her by the back of her collar and threw her into her own room, then slammed the door shut.

Roman grinned, so happy!

However, just as Li Shuangwan and others arrived at the gate of Prince Heng's Mansion, complications arose.

"Princess, the prince said that things have been uneasy these days, and asked you not to leave the house unless necessary." The doorman stretched out his hand and blocked Li Shuangwan's way again.

Li Shuangwan glanced at the doorman and said, "You mean the prince wants to confine me to the palace?"

The concierge was sweating coldly: "Well, of course not. It's just that things are not peaceful outside right now, so it's better for the princess not to go out unless necessary. This is also for the princess's safety."

A few days ago, Sipo had conveyed back the prince's order, asking them to be careful and to stop the princess once the coffin from the He Mansion arrived in Beijing, so as to prevent her from causing any trouble for the palace.

"Get out of here!" Li Shuangwan was annoyed by being stopped.

She knew that she could not hide her interactions with Madam He from Ling Heng during this period.

Although the housekeeper was replaced by Gu Xingyan's man, there are so many people in this mansion and so many pairs of eyes. It is impossible for everyone to wear a human skin mask.

That thing is not easy to get, and it requires the two people to have similar facial features and body shapes.

The doorman took a step back in fear, knelt down, and handed over a steel knife with both hands: "Princess, if you want to go out, we dare not stop you. But if the prince knows, I will definitely die. Why don't you kill me immediately?"

The prince said that the princess came from a noble family and valued her reputation the most, so she would never make things difficult for servants like them.

Li Shuangwan snorted coldly, threatening her, and said coldly: "Okay, then I'll grant you your wish. Come, drag this man away and chop him off immediately."

The concierge was confused.

Li Shuangwan looked down at the man kneeling on the ground and said word by word: "Just use the knife he gave me!"

After saying this, he left the house without looking back.

Roman secretly gave Li Shuangwan a thumbs up: "Princess, you are so handsome!"

The concierge was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground: "No, Princess, I was wrong, please forgive me..."

Butler Luo walked over from a distance, took off his smelly socks and stuffed the doorman's crying mouth tightly, and ordered: "What are you waiting for? Didn't you hear the princess's order?"

The concierge was dragged away.

The servants' faces were as pale as paper.

When I came out of Prince Heng's Palace, I looked up and saw a large crowd of people rushing towards the city gate, shouting non-stop.

"Quick, hurry to the city gate, the He family's son is back!"

"Go and welcome the hero home!"

"General He has returned to Beijing!"

In his previous life, King Lingyun of Qi returned to Shengjing as a hero who annihilated the 50,000-strong army of the Xia Kingdom.

In the carriage, the King of Qi was in high spirits, wearing a long robe with wide sleeves, warming the stove and brewing tea, looking very happy.

Outside the carriage, ten coffins carrying the remains of the He family's sons were like a long winding white dragon, slowly driving towards this side against the dark sky.

I just don’t know whether Ling Yun is sitting in a carriage or a prison car in this life.

He was probably still sitting in the carriage. Emperor Jingzhang was too proud to bear to let his son be pointed at by the people. Even if he really wanted to convict him, he would never do it in front of the people in the city.

Madam He and all the women in the family were dressed in plain clothes and stood upright at the front of the team.

Although their bodies were shaking violently and tears were streaming down their faces, no one cried out loud.

While Li Shuangwan was thinking, he saw the faint silhouette of a carriage in the distance.

My heart sank little by little.

How shameless can a person be to treat the lives of tens of thousands of people as a joke, not committing suicide on the spot at Yanshan Pass to apologize for his crime, but having the nerve to come back in a carriage?

Li Shuangwan clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and her body began to stiffen and tremble because of anger.

Gu Xingyan, who was standing behind the crowd, kept his eyes fixed on the slender figure.

The carriage seemed to have stopped, but it also seemed not to have stopped. It was too far away and could not be seen clearly.

Gu Xingyan couldn’t see it clearly either.

Too far away.

The people could not see clearly. From their perspective, there was only a black dot gradually approaching them.

Close, close again.

Li Shuangwan looked carefully, but there was no carriage!

On the huge horse-drawn cart in the front was a dark coffin covered with white silk.

And the King of Qi, Lingyun, dressed in white, carried the coffin himself with a bundle of brambles on his back.

Further back, there were nine carriages, each containing the same dark coffins covered with white silk.

Hundreds of soldiers, all dressed in white, stood on both sides of the ten coffins, solemn and dignified, like the dark clouds in the sky pressing towards the city gate.

Li Shuangwan's face was solemn. No, it was absolutely not right. Although her martial arts skills were completely wasted, her eyesight was still much better than that of ordinary people.

She was sure that she was not mistaken. A quarter of an hour ago, there was indeed a canopied carriage at the front of the black spots in the distance.

But, where is the car?

I looked around, but there was nothing there!

Li Shuangwan's heart sank little by little.

She had thought about Ling Yun's shamelessness, but she had never imagined that he could be so shameless!

I took a few deep breaths and forced myself to calm down.

She wanted to ask Chen Ping to find the car, but Gu Xingyan had come up behind her without her noticing, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I'm here."

Li Shuangwan's heart gradually calmed down.