Chapter 392 Damn it

The hall was dead silent, and no one dared to speak.

Even Shen Qingrong, who had already risked her life, was frightened by Lu He's ruthless and sinister expression.

Aunt Bai didn't dare to look at Lu He, and avoided his sight with a guilty conscience, her eyes sweeping to the side and back.

Because this matter was not glorious, the servants were guarding outside the courtyard, and only a few confidants of the Lu family were waiting in the hall.

And the whipping just now made the old women who had previously held them retreat to the side, and now there was no one to restrain them.

"Tell me! Who is that man!" Lu He was still asking in a fierce voice.

Aunt Bai gritted her teeth and made up her mind. She suddenly stood up and rushed out of the hall at an extremely fast speed, and crashed into the lacquered red corridor column with determination.

By the time the servants reacted and chased after her, Aunt Bai had already fallen to the ground, with bright red blood flowing from her broken forehead, all over her face, which was shocking and shocking.

"Drag her in!" Lu He was so angry that he almost fainted.

Several servants hurriedly carried Aunt Bai into the hall, and Lu Mingke ordered the court doctor to check.

"My lord, Aunt Bai is dead." The court doctor reported quietly after checking her breath.

Lu He was furious, and he raised his hand to throw away several teacups, his face was very scary.

The servants held their breath, trembling with fear and bowed their heads.

Mrs. Lu was afraid that Lu He would faint, so she carefully patted his back to calm him down.

Aunt Bai was dead, and Mrs. Lu was very happy in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it at this time.

There is no man in the world who can tolerate the betrayal of his lover. To commit suicide to protect his lover is even more intolerable for a man, it is simply a great shame.

As a man with similar experience, Lu Mingke understands Lu He's feelings.

Frowning, Lu Mingke asked Shen Qingrong: "Do you know who that person is?"

Shen Qingrong glanced at Aunt Bai lying beside her, and was horrified to see Aunt Bai's eyes wide open, staring at her.

"I... I didn't see the face, I only saw a... back." Shen Qingrong stuttered.

"Where did you see it, and what did it do?" Lu He asked solemnly.

Shen Qingrong thought and said, "The rockery near the side door of the backyard, two days before the wedding banquet in April last year, many people delivered goods to the mansion, and he also came to the mansion to deliver goods."

The wedding banquet in April last year was when Lu Mingke married Su Rou.

At that time, everyone in the mansion was busy organizing the wedding banquet, making all kinds of purchases and delivering goods to the mansion, and there were so many people coming and going that no one would pay attention to a concubine.

"What goods are they delivering?" Lu Mingke asked.

As long as we know what goods are being delivered, we can find them by tracing them down.

Shen Qingrong shook her head: "I don't know."

The only clue was cut off.

Lu Mingke looked at Lu He and saw that Lu He looked very bad. He pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "Father, go and have a rest. I will handle the rest."

Lu He was filled with deep anger and looked at Shen Qingrong and said: "Will She was locked up and told that she was seriously ill. "

It is indeed hateful that Aunt Bai had a secret meeting with her lover, but Shen Qingrong didn't report it and used it as a threat to force Aunt Bai to murder him and drug Lu Mingke, which made her deserve even more punishment.

Shen Qingrong did not scream or struggle. Firstly, she was beaten to the point of losing her strength. Secondly, she understood that the Lu family hated her deeply and were determined to kill her. No matter how much trouble they made, it would be in vain.

Shen Qingrong was escorted back to the courtyard. Lu Mingke followed him in and ordered people to guard outside the courtyard.

Shen Qingrong was confused, what else did he want to do?

"I'm curious, how did you poison my father?" Lu Mingke asked faintly.

Shen Qingrong sneered and said with some pride: "Lip balm."

Aphrodisiacs must be taken orally, but it is easy to detect if they are put in tea or snacks. So they mixed the drug in lip balm and asked Aunt Bai to apply it on her lips.

In this way, Lu He could take the poison willingly without leaving any traces.

After hearing this, Lu Mingke sneered: "Good trick, I underestimated you."

Shen Qingrong did not comment, and looked at Lu Mingke with a complicated look.

Lu Mingke looked at her for a moment and whispered: "You know who that man is."

It was not a question, but an affirmation.

After all, they had been sleeping in the same bed for four years and knew each other to some extent. From Shen Qingrong's previous reaction, Lu Mingke concluded that she knew.

Shen Qingrong showed a trace of panic on her face, and pretended to be calm and said, "I don't know."

The tragic death of Aunt Bai lingered in her mind, and Shen Qingrong couldn't help shuddering when she thought of it.

She knew that the reason why Aunt Bai protected her lover was not because of personal feelings, but because the man was innocent and should not be implicated and killed.

They just met once and did not do anything else that was out of line. If she hadn't forced her, Aunt Bai would not have gone to this point.

This was what she owed Aunt Bai. Since she couldn't live anyway, she might as well keep this secret in her stomach.

Lu Mingke stared at Shen Qingrong for a long time, which made Shen Qingrong feel creepy. When she was afraid that he would interrogate her by any means, Lu Mingke suddenly turned around and left.

One more person dead or one less person dead does not mean much, Lu Mingke does not want to delve into it. Just now in the main courtyard, it was just to give Lu He an explanation so that he would give up.

Lu He is angry now, and he wants to find someone to vent his anger. After a few days of calm, he will probably regret it.

How can a county governor and a dignified marquis kill innocent people because of personal hatred? If people know about this, they will be criticized.

Lu Mingke does not want Lu He to bear this stain, so he simply stops asking questions and lets the matter go.

The midday sun is so strong that Shen Qingrong is a little dizzy. She looked at Lu Mingke's resolute back and knew that she would not live long. She said anxiously, "Don't be angry with Xingyuan. He knows nothing."

Lu Mingke paused and said without looking back, "If I had known this, I would not have done it in the first place."

After that, Lu Mingke walked away quickly.

Shen Qingrong looked at the slowly closing gate and Lu Mingke's figure being cut off and disappeared. She fell to the ground in despair and cried silently.

She looked up at the sky and squinted her eyes because of the bright sun. Her mind went back to six years ago when she was still in Shangjing and had not married yet.

If she had not married to Pingyang, she would still have her mother and brother to rely on. How great it would be.

But now, even if I am about to die, I can't see my family for the last time and can't ask them to take care of Lu Xingyuan.

Shen Qingrong regretted and hated, and was in great grief.

In the afternoon, Jiang Shu was almost asleep waiting in the guest house, and Su Rou came to find her.

The two went to the viewing building to enjoy the scenery and chat. Jiang Shu noticed that Su Rou was absent-minded, always distracted, as if she had something on her mind but couldn't tell her.

Jiang Shu stopped talking and said, "If you are tired, go back and rest."

Su Rou pursed her lips and frowned slightly, saying, "But the princess will leave tomorrow."

Su Rou was indeed not in the mood to chat at the moment, but she was reluctant to leave Jiang Shu.

Seeing through her thoughts, Jiang Shu smiled, patted her hand and said, "It's okay, we can communicate."

The friendship between bosom friends does not depend on how many times you meet, and the same is true for communicating through letters.

"Okay." Su Rou agreed and sent Jiang Shu back to the guest house.

Yu Zheng was arranging the departure for tomorrow with Lu Mingke. Jiang Shu had nothing to do, so she continued to pack her luggage.

Seeing Leng Xing sorting out her and Yu Zheng's belongings, Jiang Shu felt depressed and reluctant.

It was uncertain when she would return to the southwest, and Yu Zheng didn't know when she would be able to return to Beijing.

Moreover, the battlefield was dangerous, and life and death were unpredictable...

The more Jiang Shu thought about it, the heavier her mood became. Finally, she made a decision.