Chapter 81 Broken Hands and Feet

Qu Xi's expression suddenly changed, and he knelt down and said, "I dare not."

The eldest princess threw the teacup at his head and said, "Don't you know how Ah Zhao died? Now you have a fake one in your house. Aren't you afraid that she will come after you and take your life?"

"Your Highness, don't you know best how she died?" Qu Xin didn't know why the eldest princess suddenly asked this. He was horrified and tried to put the blame on others.

"She died in your arms, have you forgotten?"

"Really?" The eldest princess's expression was unclear.

Qu Xi's forehead throbbed, and a sad expression appeared on his face. "So many years have passed, why is Your Highness still bringing up this matter?"

"I'm afraid Azhao will die with regrets."

As the voice fell, the princess drew the sword held by her personal guard and pointed it at Qu Li's neck.

"Song Jun is dead, and you haven't had time to read the confession from the Dali Temple yet," the princess said, picking up Qu Ling. "The memorial presented to His Majesty details the dirty deeds the Marquisate did to Azhao."

She hadn't even read the confession, so Aling would definitely not lie to her.

The world is spinning.

Song Jun!

It’s Song Jun again!

Why did she cause him so much trouble even after she died!

"How can I believe her one-sided statement?" Qu Qin said hoarsely. "Without any evidence, Your Highness is throwing dirty water on me."

"Alright," the princess said, smiling in anger, and ordered her guards, "Go and bring over the eldest prince with the broken leg."

"What does your highness want to do?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

The waterside pavilion was silent.

When Qu Heng was carried over, he was at a loss.

"Father......"

"Break his other leg as well." The eldest princess' voice was cold.

"Your Highness, spare my life."

The blood color on Qu Heng's face disappeared completely in an instant.

What did he do to make the princess so angry?

"Your Highness, aren't you afraid of being implicated by the Censor?" Qu Xin was both shocked and angry.

"Qu Xi," the princess said, extending the sword in her hand slightly, "how did A Zhao die?"

"She died in the princess's mansion." Qu Xi's eyes widened and veins popped out on his neck.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The eldest princess turned her sword and first scratched Qu Heng's wrist.

"You're so tough." The eldest princess was filled with murderous intent.

Qu Heng's screams echoed in the water pavilion, and he was in excruciating pain.

"Princess, please show mercy."

The old lady was carried in, and when she saw Qu Heng covered in blood, her heart was broken.

She knew that the eldest princess was coming to count the dowry today, but she didn't expect that the eldest princess actually discovered the cause of Xu Zhaoyue's death.

Cuilu knelt anxiously before her bed, "Madam, the eldest princess is forcing the Marquis to tell her about the cause of Madam Xu's death, and she has even called the eldest son over!"

"It is said that Mrs. Song's confession before her death stated that Mrs. Xu... was murdered by the Marquis's Mansion."

The old lady was terrified. She slammed the bed and cursed Song fiercely, and hurriedly asked someone to carry her over.

"Your Highness, this has nothing to do with the Marquis' Mansion. It was the Queen Mother who threatened the lives of over a hundred people in my Mansion."

Qu Qi checked his son's hand in despair, and his heart felt cold.

The tendons in his right wrist were scratched, and he didn't know how he would be able to hold a pen in the future.

"no......"

He wanted to stop the old lady from speaking, but was glared at by her.

The old lady was particularly sober at this time.

You can't deny it, but you can't deny it either.

She didn't know what Song said in her confession, nor did she know how much of the truth Song knew. She only knew that the eldest princess became suspicious.

If there is no reasonable explanation today.

The eldest princess will only continue to cause trouble for the Dingxiang Marquis's Mansion.

"When the Queen Mother was alive, she valued my son's talent and wanted to win him over. She gave us a secret medicine and asked us to kill Xu Zhaoyue to make room for Song Jun. But Xu Zhaoyue was already pregnant, so how could I bear to do that?"

The old lady was heartbroken, "I wanted to quietly send him away and hide him, but I never thought he would die in the princess's mansion."

"That's not the case," Qu Xi said, shaking with anger, gritting his teeth, in agony. "The Marquis' Mansion didn't kill her, no."

She died in the princess's mansion.

This is what Qu Xin has been telling himself over the years.

That medicine, that medicine was not enough, so she didn't die at the hands of anyone in the Marquis' Mansion.

"Of course you don't know," the old lady screamed at the top of her lungs, "how could you bear to kill the person you insisted on marrying despite my objections?"

The corners of Qu Xi's eyes twitched, and his heart seemed to be beaten severely.

"But Your Highness, I didn't poison her," the old lady cried and trembled, defending herself, "She was pregnant, how could I bear to..."

Anyway, Xu Zhaoyue’s bones can beat drums.

Who knows whether it is true or not?

The old lady acknowledged it, but she didn't.

"A Ling, tell the princess, does grandma love you very much? How could grandma bear to let you go..."

"Then why didn't grandma go to Jiangzhou to pick me up?" Qu Ling also cried.

The old lady lowered her head, hiding the sinister look in her eyes, and secretly cursed Qu Ling for causing all the trouble.

When she looked up again, her face was filled with regret. "Song's scheme of self-torture was too realistic, and Grandmother was deceived by her."

"I will believe you for now and spare your life," the eldest princess raised her eyebrows.

The old lady felt relieved.

Before he could even rejoice, he heard the princess order her attendants, "Break her legs and don't allow anyone to treat her. She should lie in bed and think carefully about what she has done."

The eldest princess's eyes were cold, and she raised her fingertips. Her personal guards immediately stepped forward and stomped hard on the old lady's knee.

The sound of bones breaking was accompanied by the old lady's heart-wrenching wail. She collapsed to the ground, her whole body convulsing in pain, her old face twisted into a ball.

"Mother!" Qu Qi's eyes were bloodshot and he was about to rush forward, but was held down by two personal soldiers.

The eldest princess walked forward slowly. With a flash of cold light, one of Qu Xi's wrists was severed at the root, and blood splattered on the ground.

He fell to his knees, his face as pale as paper, and a painful groan came from his throat.

"My son." The old lady ignored the pain of her broken leg and crawled towards Qu Xi. Her fingers trembled as she covered his bleeding wrist, tears streaming down her face. "Is there any law under the emperor's feet?"

When Xu Zhaoyue was alive, the old woman tormented her a lot.

After sending people to teach him a lesson several times, he finally calmed down a bit.

When the eldest princess saw the miserable state of the mother and son, she felt that the anger in her heart was much relieved.

The old lady shouted that she wanted to file a complaint with the emperor.

If it were before, the eldest princess would have restrained herself a little more.

But after she knew that Xu Zhaoyue was her biological sister, she no longer had any scruples.

Complain?

Go ahead and sue.

So what if she cut off the hand of an important official in the court today? The emperor, the royal family, and the Song family all had to cover up for her.

Her father did such a shameless thing, and in the end he didn't even have the courage to admit it. Wasn't it all for the sake of face?

When she gets angry, she will reveal all the ugly things she has done.

She wanted to see if these people still had any shame.

Even though the Empress Dowager Song was so powerful, she still had to swallow her anger.

"A Ling, go to the palace with your aunt," the princess put away her sword, "we still need to ask for an imperial decree to divorce your mother."

The old lady and Qu Xi raised their heads at the same time, as if struck by lightning.

"No," Qu Xi collapsed and trembled, "She is my wife, I absolutely do not agree to divorce."

"She is my sister," the eldest princess looked at him disdainfully, "you are not worthy of her at all."

She had misjudged him at the beginning.

She thought that the talented top scholar, regardless of the world's opinion, would marry her and protect Xu Zhaoyue's life.

It doesn’t matter whether the Marquis’s Mansion poisoned the person or not.

Qu Ling, who was sent to Jiangzhou for six years, had a concubine who looked similar to Xu Zhaoyue, which was enough to illustrate Qu Ling's indifference.

"Pass the order down and continue counting the dowry," the princess said in a cold voice. "After counting, carry it all out of the Dingxiang Marquis' Mansion."

She took Qu Ling and left.

Only the old lady's cries echoed in the pavilion.