Gu Ziyu lowered his eyes.

He thought to himself that he had repaid Wanwan's life-saving kindness from back then.

Naturally, no reward is needed.

"If His Majesty wishes to bestow a reward, he may grant Wanwan peace and happiness."

Lu Xingjian pondered the four words "peace and joy" while looking Gu Ziyu up and down.

Gu Ziyu got married, saying that he had let go of the past.

She cared more about Su Wanwan's affairs than her husband did.

He was completely oblivious to the fact that he was sharing a bed with her, and just kept snoring away.

They left her to run back to the Su family alone, to bear the calamity of the Su family's massacre all by herself.

Gu Ziyu, who was far away in the Duke of Anguo's mansion, was much more concerned than him.

He actually went to the Su family's house and took the bullet for her.

What about him?

What did he do?

He thought that with the guards protecting her, she would be safe.

As a result, an assassin emerged from among the guards.

Lu Xingjian said a few words listlessly and then left.

The Imperial Guards were still waiting for him.

"This morning, Marquis Ruian brought wine and food into the imperial prison."

"The male members of the Chongshan Marquis's household all died suddenly after consuming the food and wine."

"The wine is highly poisonous."

Lu Xingjian's face was cold.

Not surprising.

The evidence for the assassination of the Empress is conclusive.

The Wang family is merely cutting off an arm to survive, avoiding torture and interrogation that could drag more people down with them.

The Wang family is ruthless enough to poison even their own brothers.

Such ruthless methods truly match an insatiable ambition.

He closed his eyes, concealing the annoyance in them.

Qian Ning was very puzzled: "Your Majesty, the evidence is conclusive, why not let the Court of Judicial Review judge the case?"

Lu Xingjian's tone was icy: "Too slow."

Qian Ning's pupils contracted sharply.

The Emperor's methods are truly ruthless.

They weren't even allowed to live a long enough time for interrogation.

He even forced his elder brother, who was in charge of the family, to send his younger brother and all the male members of his family to their deaths.

To kill someone, you must first destroy their spirit.

Lu Xingjian looked sharply at Qian Ning: "Go do something else."

...

Thanks to the imperial physician's meticulous treatment, Su Wanwan quickly woke up.

She was completely lifeless, her eyes were empty, and she just lay on the bed quietly shedding tears.

When the medicine and food were served to her, she remained unresponsive, as if she were blind and deaf.

Crane Shadow stood by the bedside, offering worried words of comfort:

"Your Highness, Miss Wanying kept turning back to look at me as she left, she was so worried."

"You have to pull yourself together for her sake."

"Master, your leg will recover in three months and there's nothing to worry about. Why are you abusing your body?"

However.

Even as darkness fell, Su Wanwan remained unresponsive, like a walking corpse.

Lu Xingjian was busy dealing with urgent political matters and didn't arrive until dark.

In fact, one could also abandon politics.

For some reason, he was actually a little afraid of seeing Su Wanwan.

I want to keep myself busy so I don't have time to think about anything else.

"If you wish to see your father, I will have him carried over."

Su Wanwan finally moved.

Her red, swollen eyes looked at him: "I want to see my child."

Lu Xingjian watched as tears rolled down her face, his heart clenched violently, and he sighed:

"good."

The small, charred corpse was transported over overnight.

The small coffin was probably bought urgently from a coffin shop; the workmanship was quite rough, and there were many burrs.

Su Wanwan was already unsteady on her feet, but she still managed to lean closer to the corpse.

Lu Xingjian supported her and, upon seeing the child's body, burned beyond recognition, up close, felt an immense shock.

I avoided eye contact, not wanting to look any longer.

That's too cruel.

Even such young children cannot escape their clutches.

Even for someone like him, who had experienced life and death since childhood and was hard-hearted, it was hard to accept.

He stopped the thought that he dared not delve into.

Su Wanwan bent down and began to stroke the charred corpse from head to toe, inch by inch.

It felt like a caress, yet also like confirming something.

This further confirmed Lu Xingjian's suspicions.

She was overly concerned about her half-brother.

She cared for her even more than her father.

She's such a clean and tidy person, yet she showed absolutely no qualms or disdain for it.

Her hand gently touched every inch of the corpse's skull.

My body suddenly relaxed.

Then she touched his torso, arms, thighs, and even his fingers and teeth.

Her hand touched the charred little finger, her body trembled violently, her face became even more panicked, and she hurriedly looked back at it.

Lu Xingjian steadied her and followed her gaze.

The little finger was slightly bent.

Something flashed through Lu Xingjian's mind.

But he failed to seize it.

Or perhaps, they simply don't want to hold on to it at all.

That's too cruel.

rustling sounds.

As night deepened, Su Wanwan finally stopped.

"Should we call a coroner to examine it?"

Lu Xingjian looked at her, her hands covered in black soot, her head bowed in tears, so weak she could barely stand.

Su Wanwan shook her head: "No need."

"Give him a proper burial."

A few tears fell to the ground with her movement, soaking into water stains.

It felt as if a drop of water had touched his heart.

It burned him intensely.

Lu Xingjian did not persist.

That night, Su Wanwan kicked him out and didn't let him stay in the bedroom to rest.

Lu Xingjian tossed and turned on the couch in the living room.

He gazed towards the bedroom for a long time.

In the end, I gave up asking her what she thought.

We should still go and have a coroner perform an autopsy.

"The child was no more than three years old, male, and died from severe head injuries. His body was burned black after death."

Lu Xingjian's face remained cold, and he felt a slight relief in his chest.

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