In the early morning, the clouds in the sky were very low and a cold wind was blowing, which seemed to be a sign of rain.

Su Lingyue was wearing a white satin dress, and Xiao Yu was wearing a black satin robe with auspicious clouds.

Su Lingyue held Xiao Yu's hand and couldn't help but frowned, "I'm wearing a padded robe, why are my hands still so cold?"

After saying that, he put his hand into his collar and probed it, then he breathed a sigh of relief, "The body is warmer than the hands, and you need to add a thick cloak to block the wind and keep your hands warm."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the closet and began to choose a cloak.

Xiao Yu felt warm in his heart when he looked at Su Lingyue like this.

For seven years, Mu Yunxuan had always been cold. Fortunately, Su Lingyue became his princess consort, and now he felt like home.

Su Lingyue picked for a while and chose a black cloak with fur and python pattern. "Let's take this one. It can also warm my neck."

Su Lingyue turned around and saw Xiao Yu standing there, looking at her with a smile.

"My Lord, what are you laughing at?"

Su Lingyue asked while standing on tiptoe and put the cloak on Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu also bent down to cooperate with Su Lingyue.

When he lowered his head, he smelled the jasmine scent that belonged to Su Lingyue. He then hugged Su Lingyue and sniffed her scent in the crook of her neck.

"Yue'er, it's so good to have you here." As he said that, he sucked Su Lingyue's earlobe.

Su Lingyue couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Prince, don't be like this, it's time to go out."

Xiao Yu then let go of his hand, picked up Su Lingyue and walked out.

"My Lord, please put me down. I will walk by myself. It would be bad if someone saw me."

"You are my princess, there is nothing wrong with that."

Su Lingyue couldn't persuade Xiao Yu to do it, and let him carry her into the carriage.

Li Jing, who was following behind them, rolled her eyes at the two of them and asked, "When did Xiao Yu become like this!"

Caidie saw that Li Jing was not happy, so she asked, "Why is Miss Li Jing unhappy?"

"I'm not unhappy! I'm very happy today!"

It is true that she is unhappy, and it is also true that she is happy.

What could be more gratifying than the death of one's enemy's son?

When they arrived at Duke Dingguo's Mansion, officials sent by the Ministry of Rites were waiting at the door to greet the guests who came to pay their respects.

With a cry of "Prince Su, Princess Su is here!" everyone present stopped talking and bowed to greet.

After Xiao Yu asked everyone to calm down, he walked towards the mourning hall with Su Lingyue.

Even more depressing than the weather were the expressions on the faces of all those who came to pay their respects.

In just four months, two sons died. Su Heng was devastated. Everyone was very careful, fearing that they would anger him.

In the mourning hall, Su Xiuyuan supported Su Heng, who was dressed in plain clothes and kneeling beside him. Su Heng burned paper money, and Su Xiuyuan thanked the guests who came to pay their respects.

Su Mingyi's wife Song Fenghe knelt beside him with her young son and sobbed quietly.

Su Lingyue just glanced at it, but there were no tears.

Xiao Yu and Su Lingyue bowed while holding the incense, and a servant from the mansion took the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.

"Father, please take care of yourself. My second sister-in-law is in mourning."

Su Lingyue, for the sake of her reputation, said something symbolically to comfort him.

The previous assassination had already torn the relationship apart, and saying anything more now would seem deliberate.

Su Heng seemed not to hear it and just kept burning paper money.

Song Fenghe bowed and returned the greeting, "Thank you, Your Majesty and Princess!"

Su Xiuyuan said coldly, "Your Highness, Princess, don't worry. I will take care of my father. He will be fine. Please go to the hall and rest."

These words all mean to drive away guests.

However, Xiao Yu, who had not spoken yet, spoke softly at this moment.

"Prime Minister Su has many guards under his command. Rather than letting them assassinate others, it is better to keep some to protect our own family."

Su Heng understood what Xiao Yu said, and he already knew that he was the one who carried out the last assassination.

He raised his bloodshot eyes to look at Xiao Yu and said coldly, "This is the family affair of Duke Dingguo's Mansion. Your Highness does not need to worry about it."

Xiao Yu snorted coldly and spoke with a warning, "I have no right to interfere in the family affairs of Duke Dingguo's Mansion, but if any of Prime Minister Su's subordinates are blind and hurt anyone in my mansion, I will have to intervene!"

After saying that, he embraced Su Lingyue and walked out of the mourning hall.

Su Lingyue looked at Xiao Yu, "I don't think my father will stop if the prince warns him."

Xiao Yu chuckled, "I didn't think so, I just wanted him to not act rashly."

When the two came out of the mourning hall, they saw Li Jing standing outside, staring at Su Heng inside with cold eyes full of hatred.

Su Lingyue patted her arm gently, "Miss Li Jing, your expression is too obvious."

Su Lingyue's words brought Li Jing back to her senses. She retracted her gaze, glanced at Su Lingyue indifferently, and followed the two of them together with Caidie.

At this time, the wind outside was stronger than when it came just now.

There were not many people in the yard. They were all chatting in groups of three or four in the corridor, and a group of servants were coming in and out, busy serving the guests.

At this time, the maids and servants should be helping in the kitchen and the living room. There should be no one in the old lady's yard.

Xiao Yu was accompanied by a servant to the men's room to rest, while Su Lingyue took Caidie and Li Jing to the old lady's courtyard.

When they reached the gate of the yard, two servants standing at the gate blocked Su Lingyue and the others' way.

"Princess, the master has ordered that the old lady is seriously ill and needs to rest. No one is allowed to visit her."

Seeing that they looked serious, Su Lingyue knew it was not a good idea to force her way in, so she left the yard.

Walking to a secluded corner, Su Lingyue looked at Li Jing and said, "Miss Li Jing, I know you are good at martial arts, can you take me in from the roof?"

He pointed to the courtyard wall beside him.

Seeing Li Jing's reluctance, Su Lingyue added, "This matter can help the prince overthrow my father."

After hearing what Su Lingyue said, Li Jing agreed, put her arms around Su Lingyue's waist, and jumped onto the roof.

Although Li Jing was a woman, she was very strong. She carried Su Lingyue with one hand, and under Su Lingyue's command, they quickly arrived in front of the old lady's house.

"Thank you, Miss Li Jing. Please keep watch outside for me. I need to stay inside for a while."

"I know." Li Jing replied coldly.

Su Lingyue straightened her dress, calmed herself down, and pushed open the door of the old lady's bedroom.

The moment the door opened, a foul odor hit Su Lingyue's nose and she almost vomited her breakfast.

I covered my nose with a handkerchief and managed to hold back from vomiting.

There was no light in the room, and it was dark inside, so I couldn't see what was going on inside.

Su Lingyue groped her way towards the table based on her memory, trying to find the fire starter on it.

When I was exploring, I accidentally touched something furry.

When the thing touched Su Lingyue, it also made a "squeak" sound and then jumped off the table.

"Ah!" Su Lingyue screamed in fright and quickly retracted her hand.

"What's wrong?" Li Jing's voice came from outside.

"No...it's okay...rat." Su Lingyue replied tremblingly.

"Keep your voice down, don't attract anyone!" was Li Jing's warning.

"Yeah." Su Lingyue responded and began to explore again.

After searching for a while, he finally found the fire starter.

The moment the candle was lit, the scene she saw made Su Lingyue almost scream.

She quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from shouting.

On the bed, the old lady was leaning on the quilt at the head of the bed, her body covered with the quilt, her feet exposed, and a group of rats were gnawing at her feet.

She just watched, unable to make any sound.

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