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

The corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer, and he said, "Qinglian has been with me for several years after all, and has always been loyal to me. Now that she has died tragically, I cannot bear it. I have asked Sipo to take her body out of the palace and bury her properly."

Ling Heng held Li Shuangwan's hand and said, "Ah Wan, I want to let you handle this matter. You are the mistress of the Hengwang Mansion, so you will have to take over the general affairs of the Hengwang Mansion. You can use this opportunity to win over the hearts of the people in the mansion."

Li Shuangwan sneered. Qinglian was just a servant. How could she deserve to be allowed to arrange her funeral?

Are the servants in the palace worth her trying to win over?

joke.

"Your Highness, I am your princess after all. It would be inappropriate for me to arrange the funeral of a maid. If the Censorate finds out, they might impeach Your Highness. If the Emperor blames you, Your Highness will have a hard time explaining yourself."

Li Shuangwan knew that Ling Heng was an extremely selfish person. He would abandon anyone who touched upon his personal interests, no matter who it was.

"Why not give some silver and have someone prepare a good coffin for Qinglian. And give some money to Qinglian's family. Even if others know about it, they will praise Your Highness for being loyal and righteous."

Ling Heng smiled, took the book Li Shuangwan was reading from her hands, glanced at the cover, and threw it aside: "Ah Wan is really thoughtful, let's do it this way."

Li Shuangwan curled the corners of her mouth. In her previous life, no body was left of her. Qinglian still wanted to lie quietly in a good coffin?

He picked up the book that Ling Heng had thrown aside and continued reading.

Ling Heng went out and told someone to do it.

In the darkness, Ying's eyes were as dark as ice.

One of his followers, Shu Wenbo, whispered in his ear: "Ling Heng really cares about his princess. I see him accompanying Princess Heng every day. I originally thought that Princess Heng was just too enthusiastic, but it seems that's not the case."

Ying glanced at him coldly.

Shu Wenbo didn't know what he said wrong, but when he saw Jiu Ge's expression, he immediately shut up.

"Don't call her Princess from now on. She doesn't like it. Call her Miss Li."

Shu Wenbo scratched his face in confusion, only to find that he had scratched the mask.

Liang Tianyou, another follower of Ying, hurried over: "Brother Jiu, that person is here, are you going over now?"

"Not going today, let him go back."

"That……"

Ying glanced at him and said, "Why, do you want to go?"

Liang Tianyou hugged the column and said, "No, I don't want to."

Ying turned around and went back to the house, and Shu Wenbo winked at Liang Tianyou.

Liang Tianyou just felt a chill on his neck.

Liang Tianyou followed him into the house with a listless look: "Brother Jiu, that man said he would find a few people with similar body shapes to us, so that we don't have to waste time in Prince Heng's mansion."

Ying responded calmly.

The third day is the day to return home.

The huge General’s Mansion is now home to my second uncle’s family.

The war in the northwest is tense. My father, mother, and brother are fighting against Northern Qi, and it will take several months for them to return to Shengjing.

The carriage stopped in front of the General Zhenguo Mansion. Ling Heng got off first, turned around and stretched out his hand to Li Shuangwan, wanting to help her get off.

Li Shuangwan pretended not to see it, lifted her skirt and got off the carriage by herself.

Ling Heng withdrew his hand with a stiff expression.

Even Yizhu and Luoman noticed something was wrong, and they looked at each other silently.

"Your humble servant (the subject's wife) greets His Royal Highness Prince Heng and Princess Heng." Li Shuangwan's second uncle Li Huaiyi and his wife Xu greeted them at the door.

"Uncle and aunt, please don't be so polite. We are family, no need to be polite." Ling Heng took two quick steps forward and helped Li Huaiyi and his wife up.

He is gentle, modest and polite.

Following behind the couple were their eldest son Li Yuanming and eldest daughter Li Shuangmiao.

Li Shuangmiao's half-sister Li Shuangxi was not qualified to go out of the house to welcome guests.

Li Yuanming is nineteen years old this year, and Li Shuangmiao reached the age of marriage last year.

When Xu saw Li Shuangwan standing next to Ling Heng, her eyes turned red. She stepped forward and held her hand: "Good child, let Second Aunt take a good look at you. Yes, your face is rosy, which shows that His Highness loves you very much."

Li Shuangwan suppressed his nausea and did not pull his hand back, and asked, "Are you blind?"

How could her rosy complexion come from? She had specially asked Yizhu to put two more layers of white powder on her this morning.

After saying this, even Li Shuangmiao couldn't help but purse the corners of his mouth.

Li Huaiyi: "Your Highness, my elder brother and his wife are now fighting against Northern Qi, and they have received frequent reports of victory. It seems that they will return to Shengjing soon. They will surely make great contributions this time, and they will definitely be pleased to see Ah Wan living so well."

This statement was too explicit, almost saying that Ling Heng could gain the favor of Emperor Jingzhang by relying on his father-in-law's merits.

Her stupid second uncle not only looked down on Ling Heng for being out of favor, but also wanted his niece to help win over the prince Ling Heng. He thought that if Ling Heng came to power one day, he would get some benefits from him because he was Li Shuangwan's second uncle.

He is really trying to have the best of both worlds.

Therefore, the couple encouraged her to help him find a wife.

She is blind.

Li Shuangwan raised his eyes to look at Ling Heng, and saw that his face looked a little pale.

Just as he was about to turn his eyes away, he suddenly saw Li Shuangmiao staring at Ling Heng with a pair of infatuated eyes, his face completely red.

This good sister is two years younger than her and has been in love with Ling Heng since her previous life.

She is sixteen now. Xu has introduced her to many men since she came of age, but she has always refused.

In order to show his "deep affection" for her, Ling Heng never responded to Li Shuangmiao's infatuation and never even looked at her.

Li Shuangmiao was extremely unwilling, and later at a banquet hosted by the eldest princess, she designed to lose her virginity to Ling Heng, and forced the eldest princess to make the decision. Finally, she got her wish and entered Prince Heng's palace.

Ever since Qinglian climbed onto Ling Heng's bed, there was one more woman in the backyard of Prince Heng's mansion.

From then on, the backyard of Prince Heng's Mansion was no longer quiet.

"Your Highness, please come in. Princess, please come in." Li Huaiyi led the two of them into the mansion.

Li Yuanming followed behind the crowd, glanced at Li Shuangmiao indifferently, and then looked at Li Shuangwan meaningfully.

Li Shuangwan walked into the mansion, and every scene and object came into view.

The first thing you see is a screen wall. On the wall are the four characters "Pillar of the Nation" written by the late emperor himself. His father's head and body were separated, and his blood was splattered on the two characters "Pillar".

His head rolled to the corner of the screen wall. His eyes were wide open, not understanding how he could have committed treason and why his entire Li family had died.

And what about his Wanwan? What will happen to his Wanwan in the palace?

Li Huaiyi smiled and led Ling Heng to the flower hall.

Li Shuangwan's feet felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds, as he was stepping on the corpses and blood of the loyal servants of the General's Mansion. They fell to the ground one by one, with blood still oozing out of their necks.

There were corpses and blood everywhere in the grass, beside the rockery, by the pond, and in the rooms.

That’s 381 lives.

And her mother, a heroic woman, eventually became so thin that she was just skin and bones and died of depression.

And my brother was framed and had no other choice but to slit his own neck with a sword in this flower hall.

They are all her family!