Su Juan was sad and squatted on the ground and cried. She cried that she was an orphan and just wanted a family. Then she cried that she was a widow, living under someone else's roof, with no love or care from her husband and having to live her life depending on her mother-in-law's mood. Then she cried that she was already very unfortunate and yet she still had to save the world.

Song Qianhang was so confused that he held his forehead for a long time. Finally, he resigned himself to picking up the fox fur on the ground, shook off the snow on it, and covered Su Juan with it. After a long time, he finally squeezed out a sentence, "Don't cry."

"Am I not your family?"

Su Juan then looked up at him, her eyes red, looking so pitiful.

After a long while, Dongdong finally came back with some sobering soup. When he saw Su Juan standing there getting wet in the snow, he became as anxious as an ant on hot pan and moved Su Juan back to the room.

In the corner, Song Qianhang breathed a sigh of relief, but after taking only two steps, he stopped for some unknown reason and looked back at where Su Juan had been just now. Scenes of her reaching out to catch the snow and smiling appeared in his mind.

He felt that he might be sick, and very sick.

...

The next day, when Su Juan got up, she sneezed several times in succession. Dong Dong hurriedly took the cloak and put it on Su Juan.

Looking at the dirty fox fur coat, she felt distressed. She picked it up and sighed, "I only wore it once, and it's already become like this."

Dong Dong took the fox fur coat and, knowing that she liked it, comforted her, "Master, don't worry. This fur coat will be fine after a little care."

Su Juan finally felt relieved. Her eyes fell on the Buddhist beads on the table and she asked in confusion, "Dongdong, where did this bracelet come from?"

She couldn't remember when she had it.

Dong Dong shook his head. "You have been holding this bracelet since you got drunk last night, and I didn't know about it."

She was also curious, so while she was cooking a hangover soup, the fox fur was dirty. Her master's eyes were swollen from crying, but he was still holding the bracelet in his hand. She guessed that he might have picked it up somewhere, after all, it didn't look like a valuable item.

Su Juan had a headache and couldn't remember anything about last night. She went to the yard to get some fresh air, and saw a large pile of snow and a lot of branches on the stone table in the yard.

She immediately walked closer out of curiosity, and after examining it for a long time, she barely recognized that it was a snowman. She burst out laughing and shouted to Dongdong who was packing things in the house, "Dongdong, your snowman is too shabby."

This was the least snowman-like snowman she had ever seen.

Dong Dong was confused and ran out, his eyes were confused, "Miss, this is not what the slaves piled up."

Su Juan: “???”

Last night was New Year's Eve. All the servants who had cleaned the yard had gone home, and Dongdong and I were the only ones left in the yard. Where did this ugly-looking snowman come from?

[Shit! This can’t be some kind of vampire-piercing trick!]

[Oh my god! Someone is trying to harm me! ]

...

At mealtime that day, the family sat and ate. No one spoke, each with their own thoughts.

Song Qianfan's expression was obviously grim.

Prince Heng has a life on his hands and is being held in the palace. The situation is hopeless and there is no need to be afraid of him.

In the end, the emperor just reprimanded Song Qianfan a few words, demoted Concubine Su and put her under house arrest.

But he knew in his heart that he had lost the emperor's trust, and this path would probably become even more difficult.

Song Qianfan glanced at Su Juan, a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes. He originally wanted to keep this woman, perhaps one day he could use her for his own benefit, but now it seems that he can't keep her!

Su Juan shuddered and clenched her chopsticks tightly, [There is murderous intent! ]

These words scared Song Qianhang, who was eating hard. His body stiffened, his hands holding the chopsticks were stiff, and his mind was full of uncontrollable fantasies.

Could it be that Big Brother knew what he did in Su Juanyuan last night! ?

But it was just making a snowman. Su Juan was crying so miserably, and he had no choice but to make a snowman to comfort her.

It's just a snowman... no need to kill him, right?

Song Qianfan looked normal, and even put a piece of meat in Su Juan's bowl, "You've lost weight, eat more."

Su Juan couldn't eat, and felt more and more that Song Qianfan was hiding something, and...

[Why is Song Qianfan so unrefined? ]

[Those who don’t even change their chopsticks when serving food to others…]

Princess Jing looked unhappy, "Juan'er, why don't you eat?"

The son has already realized his mistake and has taken the initiative to repair the relationship between him and his wife. Why would the daughter-in-law be dissatisfied?

Since ancient times, which man doesn't have some affairs with women?

Does the daughter-in-law really have to cause unrest in the family?

Su Juan's eyes darkened. She clearly felt that Princess Jing's attitude towards her had been getting worse and worse recently. "To answer your mother's question, my daughter-in-law has a poor appetite recently. The doctor said that she cannot eat meat."

[Even dogs wouldn't eat the meat Song Qianfan picked up! ]

Princess Jing looked unhappy.

[Who knows if he will put some poison in it...]

Prince Jing on the side hurriedly tried to smooth things over and asked someone to bring another bowl, but Su Juan kept blurting out what was in her mind.

[He must be trying to harm me. I can tell at a glance that the ugly snowman in the yard was made by him. It is crudely made and ugly, and there are so many branches inserted into it. Isn't it the same as pricking a snowman with a needle? ]

Song Qianhang: “?”

Song Qianfan was slightly stunned. What snowman?

[This man has such a vicious heart! ]

Song Qianfan sneered in his heart. He almost died in the palace last night. Who is this vicious woman?

Song Qianhang: "......"

Didn’t you cry for your family and want me to build a snowman for you?

This was the first time in my life that I made a snowman. It was so windy that my hands were frozen.

Looking at the Buddhist beads on Su Juan's wrist, which he had specially gone to the temple to pray for to save his life and had been blessed, but were also stolen, Song Qianhang felt very disappointed.

Wrong payment.

...

No matter how well the news in the palace was kept secret, some of it still spread across the capital like wings.

Holding the hot tea in her hand, Su Juan was surprised, "Princess Su was demoted, and Prince Heng was detained in the palace?"

Liu Miaoqing nodded, "I heard that Prince Jing was kept in the palace last night and did not return until almost dawn."

This time, Prince Heng has absolutely no chance of becoming the crown prince.

Seeing Su Juan's confused look, Liu Miaoqing frowned slightly, "You were in the palace last night, and you didn't know about all this?"

Su Juan shook her head. "I drank too much last night and I don't remember a lot of things. When I woke up, I was already in the mansion."

After listening to Liu Miaoqing's words and connecting the dots, she more or less guessed that [it seems that Song Qianfan and Su Bin's affair has been exposed.]

[However, how did the old emperor know that Concubine Su was arranged by Prince Heng? ]

Su Juan was not surprised that the old emperor did not punish Song Qianfan. After all, he was his nephew. He valued his younger brother, Prince Jing, so much that it was natural for him to let Song Qianfan off the hook. After all, that was how it had been in the past.

But what happened to Prince Heng happened too quickly, which was really beyond her expectations. What happened?

Liu Miaoqing was slightly stunned. Song Qianfan and Su Bin are having an affair?

She frowned. This Song Qianfan, just to get to the top, even did such a thing... How could His Majesty make such a person the crown prince in the future?

Liu Miaoqing reminded: "Ajuan, the prince is not someone you can trust. You should make more plans for yourself."

Su Juan sighed slowly, "Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog."

[What can I do? This marriage was granted by the old emperor. Unless the old emperor issues another decree, no one can do anything about it.]

[I can't kill Song Qianfan, right? ]

Su Juan's eyes lit up: [Wait...why didn't I kill Song Qianfan? ]

Liu Miaoqing: “?”