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

Half an hour later, the sunlight finally stubbornly tore a hole in the darkness, and broken lights rushed in from the window frames.

It's finally dawn.

Wedding dresses and men's wedding clothes were scattered on the ground or on the stools.

The hem of the wedding dress had been torn into pieces and thrown casually on the stool, hanging there at an angle, like a joke.

Ling Heng came in, glanced at the messy room, and looked coldly at the woman lying on the bed, who looked very satisfied but tired in her sleep. A trace of strong disgust flashed in his eyes.

He walked over, took out clothes from the closet, rustling them deliberately to make some noise, and slowly put them on.

"Your Highness." Li Shuangwan lying on the bed rubbed his eyes, propped himself up, as if he had just woken up, and looked at the man who was standing in front of the bed and changing clothes. His voice was soft and gentle.

Ling Heng turned around and chuckled, "Did I disturb you? It's still early, go to sleep a little longer."

"No, I have to go to the palace to express my gratitude later."

Ling Heng stared at Li Shuangwan's face with his peach blossom eyes. Seeing the red marks on her neck, he said guiltily, "Last night was our wedding night. Ah Wan, I couldn't help it. You suffered."

Li Shuangwan's face was flushed with shame. Those red marks were caused by herself. Even when she was tortured by the poison and couldn't control herself, Ying still didn't offend her.

The hand hidden in the quilt used the end of the hairpin to prick lightly, smeared the blood from the finger on the Yuanpa, and said angrily: "Your Highness, what are you talking about?"

Ling Heng smiled happily and moved closer to Li Shuangwan: "Ah Wan's body makes me unable to stop, so tonight..."

Looking at this extremely hypocritical face, Li Shuangwan almost vomited. She suppressed her nausea and lowered her head, saying shyly, "Your Highness..."

Ling Heng stood up straight and laughed.

Li Shuangwan lifted the quilt and stood up. Ling Heng glanced at the Yuan handkerchief on the bed calmly, and two bright red spots fell on the handkerchief.

Li Shuangwan naturally saw it too. The two shadows had already thought of this for her before leaving.

And there seems to be a man's on the Yuanpa...

Li Shuangwan's face suddenly turned red.

The moment she got out of bed, her knees went weak and she almost fell to the ground.

Seeing that Li Shuangwan seemed to have been tortured by Ying last night, Ling Heng was very satisfied and held her up: "Did I hurt you last night?"

Li Shuangwan's hand on Ling Heng's arm jumped slightly. Ling Heng had also said the same thing in his previous life.

However, at that time, she had no idea that the person had changed, so she was quite proactive. In the darkness, she couldn't wait to take off Ying's clothes and pushed him down.

She remembered that when Ling Heng came to pick up her veil, he had a bowl of noodles in his hand, and she hadn't eaten for a whole day, so she ate up the bowl of noodles cleanly.

Now that I think about it, in her previous life, she took the initiative to suppress Ying. It must be because he put that kind of drug in that bowl of noodles, and I have completely lost my mind.

She couldn't behave strangely in front of Ling Heng.

"I will help Your Highness change his clothes."

Ling Heng smiled gently and helped her sit on the bed: "You must have been tired last night, have a good rest, I'll go to the bathroom next door to wash up."

At this time Qinglian also came in with water.

Then Ling Heng said, "Ah Wan, the two maids you brought are not familiar with the palace yet. Qinglian has been serving in my courtyard and is very loyal. Let her take care of the affairs of Lexiao Courtyard from now on."

Le Xiaoyuan was the courtyard where she lived in Prince Heng's Mansion, a courtyard where she had lived for five years.

Li Shuangwan smiled faintly: "Okay." Then he said to Qinglian, "I'm new here, so I hope Miss Qinglian will take care of me in the future."

Qinglian lowered her head and said, "It is my duty. Princess, you are embarrassing me." There was clearly something wrong with her voice.

Li Shuangwan also caught a glimpse of her slightly red eyes, and the way Ling Heng frowned slightly in displeasure, then quickly stopped frowning.

During the time when she was banished to the cold palace, she received a lot of "care" from the maid named Qinglian.

After getting dressed, Ling Heng went to the bathroom to wash up, and Qinglian followed him to serve him.

Yizhu and Luoman walked into the room with smiles on their faces, carrying new clothes and washbasins.

"Miss, are you awake?" Yizhu stepped forward, rolled up the bed curtains, and caught a glimpse of the bloodstained Yuan handkerchief on the bed. His face turned slightly red, and he quickly asked Roman to get the box and put it away.

The Yuanpa will be taken to the palace today to be examined by Concubine Lin.

Seeing Yizhu and Luoman, his two personal maids again, Li Shuangwan was overwhelmed with emotions.

The two of them had followed her since childhood. They were the servants of the General's Mansion and were loyal to her.

After Roman followed her into the palace to offer tea the next day, he never came back.

He was drowned in the dry well in the abandoned palace.

As Yizhu was lying on the delivery bed in excruciating pain, she was sold to the lowest-class brothel by Ling Heng, where she was tortured to death.

From then on, she no longer had any loyal people around her.

Ling Heng said that the fetus in her belly was too big because Yi Zhu gave her too much to eat, and she kept calling her "Princess Heng" a girl. It can be seen that this lowly maid had ulterior motives and wanted to harm her master. She deserved to die.

At that time, Li Shuangwan also thought so.

But later on, thinking back, every time Ling Heng sent her tonics, Yi Zhu advised her not to take too much, but she always rebuked him coldly.

She even slapped Yizhu a few times.

At that time, Yizhu knelt in front of her and cried, "Girl, you really can't eat so much of these things. If the baby is too big, it will be very painful during delivery!"

"Miss! I have been married to His Royal Highness Prince Heng for several months. Everyone calls me 'Princess Heng', but you call me Miss? Yizhu, do you think I am blind?"

Isn't she blind?

Most of the girls in the ninth-class brothels had made mistakes and were sold there by their owners at extremely low prices.

The people who were received were all the lowest class of people who did hard labor. They had all kinds of tricks and methods of torturing people. Few of the girls who were sold into them could survive. Some were even tortured to death on the first day.

And Yizhu was the girl who died on the first day.

She thought that she had been with her for more than ten years and could not bear such torture, so when she sent people to pick her up the next day, what she saw was a cold corpse covered with scars and almost no good flesh.

Now that she saw Yizhu again, she really wanted to hug her and ask her, "Does it hurt?"

"Girl, girl, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"

"Princess, you are shy." Roman winked at Yizhu playfully.

Li Shuangwan came back to her senses: "Yizhu, don't call me that from now on. Just call me Princess like everyone else in this palace."

She hated the three words "Princess Heng" to the core, but that didn't mean she had to use Yizhu's life to repay the hatred.

"Princess, you are right. Miss Yizhu is married now. You can no longer call her Miss. It will give people something to talk about."

"Yes, Princess, I will remember it."

The two maids must not know what happened between her and Ying.

Although Ling Heng's mother's family is weak, he is the prince of Northern Jin after all. He has his own staff and several followers. He is also quite capable, so it is not easy to take his life.

Moreover, there was an ancestral precept in the Northern Jin Dynasty that when the husband died, his wife and concubines who had no children had to be buried with him.

In the royal family, divorce is not allowed.

Either you spend your whole life worshipping Buddha or you may end your life with a single thread of silk.

She needed to think of a foolproof plan to get herself out of Prince Heng's Mansion cleanly in the shortest possible time, and then bring Ling Heng to an irretrievable end.

In the previous life, didn’t he say that he would come to see her off in person, and she should thank him?

Oh, if I were to start over again in this life, Ling Heng, it’s time to turn things around. I, Li Shuang, will personally send you to hell in the evening!