Glory to the ancestors

Yang Jin couldn't believe it, her voice trembled, "What you said is true?"

"At this time, this kind of thing, can I use it to lie to you?"

"Impossible." Yang Jin looked at Rong Zhen, lowered her eyes and thought for a while, "I found the clothes and the body."

"I didn't believe it at first."

Rong Zhen turned around, rummaged on his desk for a while, and took out a letter, "You are most familiar with his handwriting, take a look."

Yang Jin quickly opened the envelope and shook out the letter paper.

They learned characters from Yang Xian at the beginning, and imitated them for a long time, especially Li Huan, who had traces of Yang Xian everywhere, so Yang Jin could recognize them most clearly.

This omission, one tick, can't go wrong.

But what surprised him even more was the content above, "Li Huan, he wants it." Yang Jin took a breath before saying the whole sentence, "He wants to bring Liang Bing into the capital together?"

Rong Zhen fell silent.

Yang Jin started watching from the beginning again, "You still want to help him?"

He suddenly felt that he had never known these two people before.

Seeing Yang Jin's reaction, Rong Zhen felt a little regretful. Li Huan actually thought that Yang Jin would accept the news better?

"You know, are you two traitorous?" Yang Jin paused, her face twitching.

"I know," Rong Zhen couldn't look directly at Yang Jin, "he should know too."

"You are all crazy."

Yang Jin put the letter aside and supported his forehead, unable to recover from the shock, he looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus, "You also know?"

Although Osmanthus osmanthus knew about it a few days earlier than Yang Jin, she felt guilty for no reason and lowered her head.

"How long have you been planning this?"

"It started when we were in the southern region," Rong Zhen said in a flat tone, "Do you remember the prostitute that Li Xiao took us to that night, the prostitute there is actually Li Huan's."

Yang Jin opened her mouth slightly, that night Li Xiaogang told herself that Rong Zhen would help him in the trouble, but Rong Zhen agreed to Li Huan that day...

"I'm a little confused." Yang Jin raised her head vigorously and blinked her eyes, "tell me clearly what your purpose is."

"I just want all the people involved in the Rongguo Mansion tragedy to get their due ending."

"What about Li Huan?"

Rong Zhen raised his eyes and stared straight at Yang Jin.

Yang Jin understood what Rong really meant, how could he not know Li Huan's hatred.

An emperor who was supposed to rule the world was betrayed by his mother to the enemy country and suffered all kinds of humiliation.

Most people can't bear this kind of thing, let alone Li Huan who is as proud as Li Huan.

Only then did he realize that Li Xiao's departure and Jiang Yuhan's death were no longer the things he regretted the most.

He watched helplessly as his two childhood playmates were dragged from the sun into the darkness, helpless.

For more than seven years, he thought he was devoted to Rong Zhen, but he never really stood in Rong Zhen's position.

It turns out that the power of hatred is so great.

It can completely distort people's hearts, control people's brains, and make everything go irreversible.

"You want me to help you too?" Yang Jin asked softly.

Rong Zhen shook his head, "No need," he said, "It's just that I don't want to hide it from you anymore."

"Did Li Huan really come back by himself?"

Rong Zhen was at a loss for Yang Jin's question. The two of them looked at each other and thought of something.

"I believe he will naturally have a way," Rong Zhen lowered his head, as if comforting himself, and repeated, "He will have a way."

In this case……

Yang Jin covered her face, oh my god, do they really know what they are thinking?

He stood up, but he was weaker than before, and his body was even heavier at this moment.

Yang Jin pushed open the door of Rong Zhen's study room, getting farther and farther away from Rong Zhen step by step.

The furnishings in Rongguo Mansion are so familiar, even if they were trampled by the fire, they are still the same after being repainted.

But in fact everything has changed.

This is no longer the paradise where I played as a child, but a hell filled with countless innocent souls.

Osmanthus fragrans felt distressed seeing Yang Jin like this, and wanted to step forward, even to hold his hand, but was stopped by Rong Zhen.

"He must know." Rong Zhen sighed.

Rong Zhen looked at Yang Jin's hunched figure, and his heart was never so empty. For the first time, he clearly realized that he had no way out.

When Mu Xi stepped forward, he didn't wear a handkerchief, but rolled up his sleeves, and gently wiped Rong Zhen's face.

Rong Zhen grabbed his hand and pursed his lower lip, "Don't worry about me."

After a while, Chen Zhan came in and bowed his head to Rong Zhenyi, "The empress is here."

Rong Zhen immediately restrained his emotions, pointed forward, "Go."

Chen Zhan hurriedly walked ahead, taking Rong Zhen with him, followed by the people in the mansion, and everyone knelt at the gate, "Welcome to the empress, Empress Fengjia."

Jiang Yuhua was dressed in plain clothes, and slightly raised his arms towards them, "Get up."

Rong Zhen got up first, "Ma'am, you..."

"I want to see sister Yuhan." Jiang Yuhua said softly.

She and Jiang Yuzan have the best relationship among sisters, and they have listened to Jiang Yuzan's petty thoughts about Rong since she was a child, with relish.

At that time, Ronggan was a nobleman, and the elders of the clan admired Jiang Yuhan's ambition very much.

After the □□ family fell, Jiang Yuhan's thoughts turned into delusions, and many people said that she was suffering from madness.

But Jiang Yuhua understood that her elder sister Yuhan was not sick, but just infatuated.

If there is really someone in the world who is worthy of her deep love, she is also willing to be so obsessed.

And with such thoughts, I was selected into the palace...

Standing in front of Jiang Yuhan's coffin, Jiang Yuhua bowed deeply.

Rong Zhen followed and kowtowed, she didn't expect that the only person from the Jiang family who came to worship Jiang Yuhan was the Queen.

He remembered that Jiang Yuzan was so enthusiastic when preparing for the empress's wedding, but it was not to join in the fun, it turned out that she really wanted to get married for this younger sister.

She is not just a girl who revolves around her body.

"I can," Jiang Yuhua paused, "Would you like to see the child?"

"of course can."

Osmanthus osmanthus and Tong'er each carried a child, walked out from the backyard, and put the child in front of Jiang Yuhua's eyes.

"How much like a sister." Jiang Yuhua nodded to Rong Zhen.

After a few words, Rong Zhen asked, "Is your empress just to see your wife?"

Jiang Yuhua froze for a moment, as expected of Duke Rong, he looked to both sides.

The servants of the Rong family were as alert as those in the palace, knowing that they should not know, they retreated one after another.

So did Osmanthus and Tonger.

"This is what the queen mother asked me to give you." Jiang Yuhua took out an envelope from his sleeve.

"This is……"

Rong Zhen took the envelope, and there was something heavy inside.

He opened it and saw it was a small bottle.