The Eastern Palace had been in turmoil for the past few months because of Shen Hean's disturbance. Therefore, when Ling Shumo was almost at the second gate, no one came to greet her.
Shi Qi hurried back after hearing the news, "Your Highness, it seems something has happened to the wise monarch."
Ling Shumo was puzzled. "He has been staying in the East Palace and has not gone to the front line to fight. What could have happened?"
Shi Qi briefly recounted the news he had heard.
Ling Shumo's face turned pale.
She rushed to Changqiu Palace as quickly as possible, grabbed a servant who was about to leave, and asked, "Where is Lu Jinshuren?"
The servant looked at Ling Shumo in confusion.
Ling Shumo finally realized that she was so anxious that she actually called Lu Jinshu by his real name.
Shi Qi said to the attendant, "Your Highness is asking you where the virtuous prince is now?"
The attendant didn't dare look at Ling Shumo's suppressed rage. His head was almost down to his feet. "The virtuous prince is now resting in the West Garden."
"Shaojian" sounds nice, but to put it simply, it is a firewood room where miscellaneous items are stored.
Ling Shumo pushed aside the servants who were blocking her way and almost ran all the way to the West Garden of Changqiu Palace.
The door in front of her was not closed tightly. The door, covered with oil and rust, was blown lightly by the wind. With a sharp "creak", the scene inside the door was fully displayed in front of Ling Shumo.
Shangguan Xu brought Lu Jinshu back and did not stop Jiufu from asking an imperial physician for Lu Jinshu, but his kindness limited itself to this.
Lu Jinshu belittled him as worthless, so he should just recuperate in the woodshed. It was his luck that he survived, and he deserved to die.
Lu Jinshu's lips were so pale that not a trace of blood remained. His voice was so hoarse that he could barely utter a single word. "Your Highness, my waist seems to be broken. Imperial Physician Sun said that I might...may never be able to stand up again in this lifetime."
Ling Shumo withdrew her hand that was about to touch his face. She instructed Shi Qi to settle Lu Jinshu down and had the horse brought in directly.
Ling Shumo jumped on the horse and arrived at Yaofang Palace at lightning speed.
When Ling Shumo kicked open the door of the inner room, Shen Hean just learned that Her Royal Highness the Princess had returned to the East Palace.
Shen Hean wore the most popular cloud-patterned Hundred Blessings skirt in the capital, and a set of ruby-rimmed gold-rimmed headpieces on his head. He stood beside a glazed screen shimmering with purple ripples, exuding nobility and elegance.
Shen Hean had just seen Ling Shumo enter the room a moment ago, and the next moment, a slender and powerful hand grabbed his neck.
Ling Shumo pushed Shen He'an to the corner with a few steps. Every word she uttered seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth. "Shen He'an, how dare you attack Lu Jin'an? How dare you?"
All the servants in the room knelt on the ground.
Chen He'an was destined to be unable to answer Ling Shumo's question. He only felt a burning pain in his neck, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger. It seemed that his neck would be strangled by Ling Shumo in the next moment.
Tingyu saw his master rolling his eyes. Although he was so frightened that his whole body was limp, he still crawled to Ling Shumo's feet with his hands and feet. "Your Highness, please spare my life. I beg you to spare Prince Liangjun this time. My master ordered the killing of Lu Xianjun because he had an affair with a concubine and was pregnant with an illegitimate child. It was not for no reason that he killed the servant of the Eastern Palace..."
Before Tingyu could finish his words, Ling Shumo kicked him in the chest. Tingyu fell on the back of his head, blood splattered on the spot, and he died immediately.
In the moment when Ling Shumo kicked Tingyu to death, Shen Hean was finally able to catch his breath, "Your Highness, Your Highness, please listen to my explanation..."
Ling Shumo wiped her blood-stained shoes on Tingyu's body and stared at Chen Hean expressionlessly, "Listen to your explanation? I think listening to your quibbling is more appropriate.
Lu Jinan said that he was pregnant with my child. When I return to the East Palace, the truth will be revealed.
You dared to rush to execute Lu Jinan before I returned? Aren't you relying on your sister's military achievements and wanting to kill her first without asking for permission later?"
Shen Hean was speechless after hearing Ling Shumo's words. His self-righteous thoughts were clearer than white paper in Ling Shumo's eyes.
At this time, Ling Shumo had already untied the ribbon that bound the bed curtain.
Chen Hean immediately guessed what Ling Shumo wanted to do. His face turned pale instantly, but before he could say anything else, a ribbon with a silvery-white glow was already wrapped around his neck.
Shi Qi wanted to remind Ling Shumo that the emperor would be holding a celebration banquet for Shen Hean's sister tomorrow, and even if he wanted to execute Shen Hean, he should at least wait until the banquet was over. But when she met Ling Shumo's eyes, which were devoid of any warmth, all the words of persuasion she wanted to say were swallowed back into her stomach.
Shen He'an still had the strength to struggle at first, but as time passed, his hands and feet all drooped down, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
Ling Shumo stepped on Shen He'an's neck, and soon, Shen He'an's head and body were separated. His eyes were wide open, and it was obvious that he died with his eyes open.
Honor and disgrace, life and death, great joy and great sorrow, are but in this brief moment.
If Shen Hean had been more cautious, relying on his sister's military achievements, he might have been able to go a long way in the Eastern Palace. But he was too arrogant. He overestimated his sister's military achievements and underestimated how much Ling Shumo cared about Lu Jinan.
Shen Hean wanted to make an example of someone to scare the monkeys, but ended up hitting a wall.
The bloody stench that rose into the sky grew thicker and thicker in the closed room, and Yaofang Palace fell into a deathly silence.
Shi Qi asked tentatively, "... Lord Shen Liang died of a sudden illness. Should I go to the general's residence to report the death now?"
Ling Shumo lowered her head and looked at the blood on the ground. "Chen He'an killed my unborn eldest daughter, and I gave him a three-foot white silk. Also, the Shen family can't think that the debt is settled with death. I will go to the Shen family now to ask for an explanation for my beloved servant. The Shen family has such a despicable and vicious son. Don't expect any good results for the marriages of my sisters and brothers in the future."
Shi Qi whispered to someone to prepare the carriage.
Ling Shumo acted in this way because she had no intention of putting on a show. She wanted to completely break off relations with the Shen family and Shen Ci, the great general personally appointed by His Majesty.
The carriage from the East Palace soon stopped in front of the general's mansion.
The people of the Shen family did not know about the bloody storm in the East Palace. The new general, Shen Ci, even came out to greet Ling Shumo with a happy face.
Shi Qi handed an exquisite brocade box to Shen Ci.
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