Chapter 152 Rescue
Qu Lianjia was found in the coffin.
There was no mourning hall in the Duke of Lu's mansion.
Only a white banner was hung in Jiang Yangzong's yard.
The pitch-black nanmu coffin was parked in the middle of the room.
Zhao Chongxian kicked the coffin open, and a strange smell hit him in the face.
In the coffin, Qu Lianjia's face was as pale as paper, her lips had turned blue, her hands were tied to her chest with red silk, and she was squeezed together with the dead Jiang Yangzong.
"Girl, are you okay?" Zhao Chongxian cut open the red silk, not caring about the difference between men and women, and carried her out with one hand.
Qu Ling happened to come in.
"Sister." She did not call Qu Lianjia by her maiden name in front of outsiders.
Zhao Chongxian felt that the person in his hand was as light as paper.
His brows were deeply furrowed.
How could such a thing happen under the feet of the emperor?
To be disrespectful, since Your Majesty ascended the throne, things have become more and more absurd.
Zhao Chongxian gently handed Qu Lianjia to Qu Ling.
"Sister, wake up."
Qu Ling patted Qu Lianjia's face.
"No," Qu Lianjia closed his eyes and struggled unconsciously, "Don't put me in."
Qu Ling hugged her and said, "It's okay, sister is here."
Hearing the voice, Qu Lianjia opened his eyes weakly.
It took her a while to see who was coming. She burst into tears and hugged Qu Ling tightly.
"Sister, save me, sister, save me," she repeated the same words over and over again, her voice hoarse, "Save me."
Qu Ling could feel her trembling.
She patted Qu Lianjia gently and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Zhao Chongxian wanted to ask, "Do you really want to be buried with me?"
But when he saw Qu Lianjia's expression, there was no need to ask.
This is too much!
He also came over with messy hair.
When he saw his daughter, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
There is guilt, reluctance, and a kind of relief that is hard to explain.
"Lian Jia." She called her daughter directly.
When Qu Lianjia heard her voice, his whole body tensed up, and he hugged Qu Ling so tightly that it was almost suffocating.
"Don't come over here," she screamed. "You're not allowed to come over here."
He stopped where she was and forced a smile, "Lian Jia, mother is here to take you home."
"Go away," Qu Lianjia burrowed into Qu Ling's arms in fear, "Save me, sister, save me."
He stepped forward and held out her hand, "Lian Jia, we can go back now. Let's take your brother home."
After the Duke of Lu died, the Jinwu Guards intervened again.
No one will bother his son anymore.
My daughter doesn't have to die.
"I won't go back," Qu Lianjia raised his head, tears streaming down his face. "I'd rather die than go back. You tricked me here and sold me to the Duke's Mansion."
"I'm not going back," Qu Lianjia said, her voice hysterical. "I'm going to find my second sister and become a monk. I don't want to be a tool for you to love your son anymore."
A trace of heartache flashed in Qu Ling's eyes.
How many women in this world can receive the unbiased love of their parents?
When nothing is done, he says that he loves his children the same way as his sons and daughters.
Whenever it comes time to make a decision, she always puts her son first without hesitation.
Even the eldest princess could not avoid such a fate.
"Don't talk nonsense," Qu Ling held Qu Lianjia's face, "I won't let you become a monk, and I won't let you be sold again."
She tried hard to calm Qu Lianjia down.
Qu Lianjia broke down crying, "Sister, it's very dark and cold in there."
She wailed, "I'm not afraid of death."
Then he babbled a little incoherently, "I can die first and then fit in."
"It's okay." How could Qu Ling not know how terrifying that was?
That was her way of punishing the old lady.
"I thought it was just a formality," He continued to defend herself. "The Duke promised to release you after the ghost marriage ceremony."
"Shut up!"
Qu Ling grabbed the candlestick on the altar and threw it at He. "Say another word and I'll cut off your tongue!"
The candlestick hit He's nose.
She cried out in pain.
Qu Ling hugged Qu Lianjia and said to Zhao Chongxian, "General, I leave this to you."
Zhao Chongxian nodded, "Don't worry, Princess."
He suddenly rushed over and grabbed Qu Ling's clothes, her face covered with blood from her nose, "Princess, please save Ah Han."
She had no idea where her son was being held in the Duke's Mansion.
"You foolish thing, how could my He family raise a daughter like you!"
He's parents are here.
"What a sin!" Old Madam He burst into tears as she saw her silent granddaughter. "Poor child."
Old Master He was so angry that his beard was shaking. He pointed at Mrs. He and cursed, "You are such a heartless person! You actually did something worse than pigs and dogs."
Facing her parents' scolding, He finally broke down, "Dad, Mom, I can't do anything."
"Jiang Yangzong is dead, he is dead!"
"The Duke's wife said that if you don't send your daughter here, she will beat Ah Han to death."
Old Master He was heartbroken, "Fool, Jiang Yangzong died so long after returning home, what does this have to do with Qu Han?"
He cursed, "Won't you report it to the Dali Temple and ask them to investigate the cause of Jiang Yangzong's death?"
"No, no," He cried and shook her hands, "If he died from that push from Ah Han, Ah Han would have to pay for it."
She really had no choice.
She also couldn't bear to leave her daughter.
Old Master He was extremely disappointed.
There's no hope.
He bowed deeply to Qu Ling and said, "My Lady, your kindness is great. I will never forget it. From now on, my granddaughter will live in our He family."
Qu Ling asked Qu Lianjia, "Do you want to go back with your grandparents?"
Qu Lianjia looked at the two elderly people, then looked at He cautiously, "So is she going?"
Madam He was heartbroken and said coldly, "If you don't go, grandma will shave her hair and lock her up in the temple, and never let her hurt you again."
"Mother, you can't lock me up," He exclaimed, "I'm the wife of the Marquis's mansion. You have no right to lock me up."
Madam He turned a deaf ear and said to Qu Ling, "Don't worry, Princess. As long as I am alive, there is no possibility that she will come out again."
After a pause, he added, "If she doesn't behave herself, I will send her away myself."
At the old couple's command, the He family's servants who followed them dragged the screaming and struggling He out.
"I won't leave. My son is still in the Duke's Mansion. I won't leave..."
There was a flash of pain in Mrs. He's eyes. She wanted to say something to Qu Ling, but in the end she said nothing.
"I'm leaving now."
"Sister, I'm leaving." Qu Lianjia was still sobbing.
Qu Ling said softly, "Go and thank the general."
Qu Lianjia bowed to Zhao Chongxian and said, "Thank you, General."
"You're welcome, young lady." Zhao Chongxian raised his hand.
Old Master He exchanged a few words with Zhao Chongxian, and finally left with Qu Lianjia.
No one asked where Qu Han was or whether he was still alive.
"The prince is back."
Amidst the chaos in the Duke's Mansion, someone finally arrived to take charge.
"General, I'm going back first," Qu Ling looked at Zhao Chongxian. "How did Jiang Yangzong die? Is Qu Han innocent? I hope you can report this to the Dali Temple and find out."
A slightly cold voice sounded, "The princess smashed the gate of our mansion and left just like that?"
Qu Ling tilted his head to look.
A tall figure came against the light.
This was the first time she met Jiang Yanzheng.
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