When she smelled a fragrance that didn't belong to her, she finally understood that she had been tricked, and that this person knew her very well and knew her lifestyle.
She glanced at Xiaohui instinctively, and seeing her terrified expression, she understood that Xiaohui definitely hadn't done it.
Xiao Hui, meeting her probing gaze, hurriedly asked, "Auntie, what should we do?"
Yang Liu chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Let's go to the western suburbs first."
Xiao Hui nodded slightly disappointedly after hearing her words. She didn't want to go to the western suburbs. She thought Yang Liu would have a plan, but she didn't expect Yang Liu to just accept her fate.
...
Prince's Mansion.
After Sang Rui was carried out of the Prime Minister's residence, she was carried directly to the Prince's residence through the back door.
She sat in an empty room, looking back and forth.
This will be her home from now on.
Long Tianyi, her husband didn't come to see her even once in a single day.
Aya glanced at her and said softly, "Miss, why don't you eat something first?"
Sang Rui shook her head, unusually not getting angry: "Forget it, I don't want to eat. Let's wash up and rest."
Long Tianyi probably won't go to her room tonight; as soon as she entered the mansion, the old prince arranged for him to leave.
The princess simply arranged a place for her to stay and then ignored her. Their attitude was very clear: they didn't like her.
It's okay. After the baby is born, she will still be respected as a mother and mother. For now, she just needs to be patient and bear with it.
Only after thinking about this did Sang Rui feel a little calmer.
Lying on that bed covered in red, she felt a wave of mockery.
If it weren't for these things, tonight would be her wedding night, and she would never be spending her night alone like this.
...
The next morning, as soon as Sang Jiang woke up, she saw Chunhe looking at her hesitantly, as if she wanted to say something. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Go ahead and speak."
Chunhe glanced at her and hesitated before speaking, "Princess Li Wei is dead."
"Dead?" Sang Jiang's hand paused slightly, then she smiled subtly. "How did he die?"
Chunhe pursed her lips: "It seems like she was strangled to death."
Sang Jiang gave her a noncommittal look, and after a long while, she turned back and asked, "Willow?"
Chunhe was taken aback at first, then realized that she was referring to Li Wei's death, and she nodded.
Sang Jiang chuckled softly.
She really underestimated Yang Liu; even in this state, she could still kill Li Wei.
But that has nothing to do with her anymore.
"By the way, Princess, I also found out that the eldest young master brought back Yang Mu'an, the daughter of the city lord of Yancheng."
“Oh.” Sang Jiang nodded.
She didn't say anything about it; he was just a complete stranger with whom she had no connection.
...
Prince's Mansion.
Sang Rui went to the front hall to pay her respects to the princess early in the morning, but was turned away at the door. She turned around angrily and was about to leave when she saw Miss Zhang walking with the princess in the distance.
Miss Zhang said something to her that made the old princess laugh from ear to ear.
Miss Zhang seemed to have noticed her too. She glanced in her direction and said something to the princess. Then the princess glanced in her direction as well, then looked away with disdain and pulled Miss Zhang away.
Sang Rui looked at the two of them and couldn't help but clench her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she didn't utter a single word of pain.
In the past, she would have already started yelling in a spoiled manner.
She stared in the direction the two had left for a long while before turning back to her own courtyard.
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