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

The shopkeeper understood when he heard this. This kind of thing happened a lot in the houses of the rich and powerful. It was not uncommon for old mothers to buy houses for their sons' mistresses to settle down. He smiled and said, "This house won't work. Why don't you take a look at mine? I also have a house nearby."

Zhu Rongshu snorted coldly: "Why is it impossible? My wife has plenty of money. If I give her a little more money, why won't that family sell the house to my wife right away?"

The shopkeeper sneered, "To be honest with you two, the one living here is probably the mistress of some nobleman. When the girl first moved in, she brought her maids to visit every household to give gifts to the neighbors. She was so pretty, wow, so beautiful. It's a pity that I can see that she doesn't look well. She has to walk a lot and needs the help of a maid."

"So, have you ever seen her man?"

"Her man? Oh, I have seen him, but I only saw his back. He is tall and has an upright figure. It is obvious that he comes from a prominent family. Every time he gets in his carriage, he leaves it at the gate of the yard and opens a crack before going in. He is very cautious."

"Do you remember what that girl looked like?"

The shopkeeper thought for a moment and said, "Well, her skin is very white, a sickly white, willow-shaped eyes, two shallow dimples when she smiles, and a small round face. Oh, by the way, when she handed me the gift, I saw a light pink spot on her right thumb..."

"Old man, what are you talking about? Go to work!" The shopkeeper had only said half of his words when a woman came out and interrupted him with a sharp shout.

Zhu Rongshu asked anxiously: "Shopkeeper, there is a light pink thing on her right thumb?"

"Oh, no, nothing, nothing. Your clothes have been packed."

Zhu Anhe nodded and said, "I'll ask the servants in the mansion to get it." After that, he took Zhu Rongsu and left.

"Aunt, don't you want to ask clearly?"

Zhu Anhe shook her head. She had a vague guess in her mind: "He won't say anything more. Let's wait until Ling Heng leaves and then we'll come back to investigate."

Seeing that her aunt didn't look well, Zhu Rongshu didn't ask any more questions.

In the evening, the two of them left.

However, the moment he saw the woman, Zhu Anhe was almost petrified.

Ling Heng's mistress looks so much like Li Yuanming, except that she is smaller in stature and has a paler complexion, especially her willow-leaf eyes, which are exactly the same.

Moreover, she clearly remembered that when Li Huaiyi held her daughter and begged her to abort Wanwan in exchange for her life, she saw a light pink birthmark on the little girl's right thumb.

It turned out that Li Huaiyi never killed his daughter.

No wonder Ling Heng refused to touch Wanwan.

This was his way of taking revenge on her because the couple refused to abort the baby in her womb in exchange for her life.

Zhu Anhe smiled, and as he smiled, he suddenly was no longer angry.

Why bother? Wanwan and Ling Heng have no relationship anymore anyway. Maybe Wanwan has already discovered Li Shuangzhi's existence.

Look at her appearance, her body is extremely weak, and Ling Heng actually let her get pregnant. Isn't this trying to kill her?

The so-called deep affection is nothing but hypocrisy.

……

On the morning of that day, Ling Yun, who had been demoted to a commoner, was killed by a knife to the throat at some point in time. Several small holes were found on his body where silver needles had pierced his body.

By the time the servants discovered the body, corpse spots had already appeared, indicating that the person had been dead for several hours.

When the news reached the palace, Emperor Jingzhang burst into tears. Having lost two sons in succession, he looked much older all of a sudden. He ordered the Ministry of Justice to conduct a thorough investigation.

But after the Ministry of Justice investigated, they found nothing except a fight in the house and the death of one of Ling Yun's concubines.

When the Minister of Punishments returned to the palace to report, Emperor Jingzhang was furious, so he immediately issued a wanted order and offered a reward for the murderer throughout Northern Jin.

At the same time, an imperial decree was issued to restore Ling Yun's status as the second prince and bury him in the imperial mausoleum.

Three days later, the funeral was over and "Li Shuangwan" was buried in the imperial mausoleum, waiting to be buried together with his wife by Prince Heng a hundred years later.

The next day, Zhu Anhe came to Lexiaoyuan again. Roman and others had already packed up all of Li Shuangwan's things.

When Ling Heng heard the report from the doorman, he hurried to Le Xiaoyuan. Si Po whispered, "My Lord, are you really going to return the princess's dowry to Madam Zhu?"

Ling Heng took a deep breath: "The rules of Northern Jin have always been like this."

Seeing that there was no one around, Sipo said, "Your Majesty, Xu Zhian is no match for his father. Not only is he a homosexual, he is also not good at business. Your business was handed over to him, and now, in just two months, several stores have already suffered losses."

Ling Heng clenched his fists. Nothing had gone well for the past two months. He thought that after marrying Li Shuangwan, he would be on the rise. But who knew that first Xu Jianzhou died, and then the iron mine was inexplicably discovered, so the responsibility had to be passed on to the third brother.

Then, the beast Xu Zhian played with men and ended up playing with the son of the head of the Ministry of Personnel, and had to lose two extremely profitable shops.

Even Qinglian, Steward Wu, and many of the assassins he had recruited died.

At this moment, Li Shuangwan also died.

Ling Heng's eyebrows were twitching.

"If the princess's dowry can be used to fill it..."

Ling Heng's expression tightened, and he whispered something into Sipo's ear.

After hearing this, Sipo was stunned. The prince was indeed a good planner. "Yes, I understand."

When Li Shuangmiao heard that Zhu Anhe had come to Prince Heng's Mansion, she hurried to Le Xiaoyuan, wanting to cry in front of her and express her deep sisterly love.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Anhe ignored her completely.

When Ling Heng stepped into Lexiao Courtyard, his expression was indescribably sad.

Seeing him coming, Zhu Anhe wiped her tears and said, "Ordinarily, these servants should stay in Prince Heng's mansion, but they have been with Wanwan since they were young. Now that Wanwan is gone, I will take them back with me. It is also a thought. Please grant it to His Royal Highness Prince Heng."

"Okay, this is as it should be. I will talk to the butler and give each of them a reward of 100 taels."

Ling Heng picked up a book on the desk and choked up, "Mother-in-law, Ah Wan has been married to me for two months and five days. Every time I come home from work, I always see her sitting in front of the window with a glass lamp in front of her and this book in her hands. When she sees me coming, she puts down the book and flies towards me. Now she..."

"Please, mother-in-law, leave this book to me..." As he said this, Ling Heng burst into tears again.

Zhu Anhe rolled his eyes in his heart, you bastard, you beast, you are too good at acting, no wonder I fell into his trap every night.

If she hadn't seen the toad blood on Wanwan's hand with her own eyes, and hadn't seen him enter a villa and hug Zhier tightly, she would have almost believed it.

Zhu Anhe sighed softly and wiped his eyes: "You keep it, Your Highness, don't be too sad."

Li Shuangmiao said anxiously, "Aunt, I feel sad that my elder sister is gone. But I am pregnant now, and I want them to stay by my side and take care of me. I think my elder sister will be happy with that."

Zhu Anhe glanced at her indifferently.

Li Shuangmiao felt guilty after being looked at by this, and quickly changed the topic: "Aunt, my elder sister loved His Highness the most when she was alive. Now that she is dead, you are taking the servants who served her back. My elder sister will definitely not be willing to do so. She must want Yizhu and the others to stay with His Highness instead of her. Aunt, why don't you send Yizhu and Chen Ping back as well."

Zhu Anhe didn't bother to pay attention to the stupid daughter of the second wife who wanted to climb over their eldest wife's head and act arrogantly.