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

Yizhu choked up and nodded. Being able to serve the girl throughout their lives was the greatest blessing for servants like them.

"Girl, you've suffered a lot in the past six months. You've lost weight, but you look much better than before."

Yizhu's tears fell down in big drops.

"It's not bitter, because Xingyan is here."

Yizhu wiped away her tears: "Ninth Prince is a good man."

"Hong Shuang is skilled in martial arts. You can follow her to practice martial arts in your spare time."

"Chen Ping, my father brought back several of his trusted aides this time. They all have excellent martial arts skills. You can either let my brother teach you, or let them teach you. It's all fine."

She looked at the two of them and said, "I don't ask you to become masters, but at least you should be able to protect yourself."

The two nodded heavily. Along the way, they understood too well the importance of possessing martial arts.

"I checked the almanac, and the 28th of next month is a good day, so why not get you two married?"

Yizhu's face turned red.

Chen Ping couldn't help but say, "Yes, it's up to you, young lady."

As he said this, he hurriedly pulled Yizhu's sleeve.

Yizhu lowered her head and blushed as she responded.

"Not far from here, on Dongping Street, I have bought you a two-story courtyard. I have already ordered people to tidy it up. You can go and see for yourself what to add and how to decorate the house. You don't have to save money for me."

"Chen Ping, during this period of time, you should focus on your wedding. I don't have anything for you to do right now."

Chen Ping glanced at Yi Zhu excitedly: "Yes, Princess."

"Miss, I and Chen Ping will hire someone to take care of the shop and the fields. Even if we get married, we will still serve you."

"Yes. Girl, we made an appointment on the way back. I will follow you for the rest of my life."

Li Shuangwan wanted to say that she would marry to Daliang sooner or later, but she knew that even if she said this, they would still follow her without hesitation.

Nodding: "Okay."

Chen Ping pulled Yizhu and said, "Let's change the name from now on. It's not appropriate to call you Miss anymore."

Yizhu smiled and nodded: "Yes, Princess, I am really happy for you. The Ninth Prince of Daliang treats you very well."

He was really nice. Li Shuangwan suddenly missed him a little, even though they hadn't seen each other for just one day.

In fact, what her grandfather said that day was right. Her marriage with Xingyan involved the diplomatic relations between the two countries and it would not be easy to succeed.

Early the next morning, Yizhu was tying Li Shuangwan's hair.

Hong Shuang pushed the door open and came in: "Princess, I found out that the woman from Xixiang City came here specifically to deliver something to the old lady."

"what?"

Hong Shuang's face was slightly grim: "A dragon-headed cane. Princess, with this thing around, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the old lady to deal with it."

Yizhu's expression changed: "Princess, this dragon head cane was given by the late emperor."

Hong Shuang also exclaimed: "Given by the late emperor?"

Li Shuangwan hummed softly.

Because her grandfather died on the battlefield, the old lady fainted from crying, and after that, she could no longer stay in Shengjing City.

Everyone said that the old lady had a deep affection for the old general, and she could no longer stay in such a sad place after the old general's death.

When the news reached the late emperor, he was moved to remember his grandfather who sacrificed his life for the country. He was a man of steel, guarding the northwestern border for decades and finally sacrificed his life for the country.

Secondly, considering the old lady's deep affection for the old general, he personally issued an order to give him a dragon-headed cane.

This dragon head crutch can be used to beat officials of the imperial court, and to kill unfilial descendants.

She had to find a way to destroy this thing first.

……

The prison of Jingzhao Mansion.

In the dim cell, a middle-aged man with dishevelled hair and a dazed expression sat in the corner.

Rats and insects were running around everywhere on the ground, but the man seemed to be blind to them and didn't even move his eyes.

The sound of chains clanging rang out, and the cell door was opened: "Andy Hui, come out!"

Andy Hui stood up with a blank look in his eyes and allowed the jailer to push him, causing him to stagger out of the cell gate.

As soon as I walked to the door of the interrogation room, I saw a figure flash out, and the back looked a little familiar.

Just as he was about to see who that person was, the jailer pushed him into the interrogation room.

In the interrogation room, Bai Hongxian was hiding something in his sleeve.

When he looked up and saw Andy Hui, he immediately threw a thick stack of files on the table in front of him.

"Andy Hui, you are so brave. You have been doing business for so many years, but you dare to secretly pay such a huge amount of taxes. Who gave you the courage?"

"How many lives have been lost in your brothels?"

"Now, you still dare to sell poisonous rouge and powder. You unscrupulous merchants have no respect for the law and are so bold!"

Bai Hongxian shouted, "Tell me! If there is anything else you haven't explained, tell me everything clearly."

Andy Hui was so frightened that he trembled and slowly raised his head. The jailer kicked him in the knee and he fell to his knees.

The crisp sound of bones hitting the ground made Bai Hongxian frown slightly.

"Sir, I have never paid less than a penny of tax. Please be careful!"

"Clear inspection? I only know after a clear inspection that you dare to be so lawless under the feet of the emperor. You are even more audacious to poison the wife of an official appointed by the court and kill someone. I think you think your life is too long!"

"Sir, what are you saying? I really don't understand."

"I don't understand!" Bai Hongxian threw a bottle of watercolor brought from Lu's house in front of Xu Zhian.

"It was this thing that attracted the poisonous bees that stung Madam Jiang. Now, Madam Jiang is still lying in bed, her life or death uncertain!"

"Impossible! I only added lead powder to my gouache, which can make the ladies' skin white in a short period of time. I didn't add anything else. How could it attract poisonous bees?"

"Besides, I have sold tens of thousands of bottles of gouache in the ten Yanxue Pavilions, and this has never happened before."

Xu Zhian knelt down in front of Bai Hongxian and said, "Sir, I am innocent. I cannot admit this crime!"

"How dare you! The evidence is irrefutable and you cannot deny it! I want to see whether my torture instruments are stronger or your words are stronger. Come on, torture me!"

In the Jingzhao prison, there are eighteen kinds of torture instruments, and there are plenty of ways to make the prisoners speak.

Imprisoned in a cell nearest to the interrogation room, Lady Liu, the wife of Marquis Yongning, could not stop shaking with fear when she heard screams.

Since being locked up the day before yesterday, she has seen no hope of proving her innocence.

She didn't know when the paper containing the poison powder was stuffed into her sleeve.

She recalled everything that happened in the Zhong Mansion carefully several times, but she couldn't figure out who it was and when it happened.

It won't take much, just ten days or half a month in this prison and the rest of her life will be ruined.

The whip hit his flesh, bringing up strings of blood and causing Andy Hui's already thin body to spasm in pain.

"I admit it. I admit everything. Please, please stop hitting me. I admit it all. I admit it all."

Andy Hui was beaten to death and covered in blood.