Ling Shumo's figure had long disappeared from the cell door, but Qin Wen'er still shouted without giving up, "Ling Shumo, you have me in your heart, you must not want to let me die. You could have killed me when you first came here, why did you keep me here until now? Doesn't this prove that you still love me..."
Before Qin Wen'er could finish his words, the guard commander, who had been relying on the pretense of sleep, raised his hand and slapped him, "Qin Wen'er, you really know how to flatter yourself. The reason Her Highness wanted to take action against you before, and the only reason she could have used to punish you was jealousy, one of the seven grounds for divorce.
At most, she would have sentenced you to death with a cup of poison wine. If a more severe punishment had been used, Your Highness would have been criticized as cruel by outsiders. But now it is different. You are courting death in front of His Majesty, and the punishment of slow slicing you are suffering is not unjust at all.
Qin Wen'er's eyes widened in disbelief. Before he could say anything else, the guard commander cut off his tongue and said to the executioners, "You heard what Her Royal Highness just said. As long as you work hard, you will have the gold, silver, jade and other worldly possessions. I can also recommend you to serve as Her Royal Highness's personal guards."
The commander's words excited the guards. They looked at Qin Wen'er like hungry wolves seeing a big piece of fat meat.
Qin Wen'er was stabbed a total of 2,100 times.
No one knew whether he truly repented, but the commander of the guards could not close his eyes.
Qin Wen'er died with his eyes open.
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Ling Shumo came out of the dungeon and went to Fengyi Palace to pay her respects to the Queen.
Shi Qi said that Lu Jinshu was waiting for her at the east gate of Changle Palace.
Lu Jinshu's face was still a little pale, and his expression was listless. He had a long robe made of brocade velvet draped over his shoulders, and was holding a double-layered food box carved from mahogany in his hand.
When Lu Jinshu saw Ling Shumo coming over, his eyes lit up instantly. "Your Highness, I just went to the imperial kitchen to make candied yam. I remember you loved this sweet dish. Once the yam gets cold, you won't be able to pull out the shreds. Your Highness, why don't you go back to Qiyan Pavilion with me first to taste two pieces of yam before returning to the East Palace?"
Ling Shumo asked Shi Qi to take the food box from Lu Jinshu. "I told you to stay in Qiyan Pavilion and rest. Why did you go to the kitchen to mess around? You are still sick. If you get tired and your condition worsens, no one can feel sorry for you."
Lu Jinshu raised his eyes and looked at Ling Shumo, "If my condition worsens again, will Your Highness feel sorry for me?"
Ling Shumo didn't expect him to ask such a question and was stunned for a moment. "You've been married to me for more than half a year. Even if I had a cat or a dog, after they've been with me for so long, I would have developed feelings for them. How could I not worry about you when you were sick? Do you think I'm such a cold-blooded person?"
"Then Your Highness, can you hold me now?"
Ling Shumo didn't answer him, but simply opened her arms and hugged the person in her arms.
Sick people are always particularly vulnerable. Lu Jinshu felt his nose a little sour, and warm tears quickly wet the collar of Ling Shumo's shirt.
His voice was unprecedentedly broken. "Your Highness, I am really scared. If you hate me, I really don't know what to do..."
Ling Shumo wrapped one arm around Lu Jinshu's waist and back, and with her free hand, she gently stroked the back of his neck. "Don't cry, I've never blamed you. Besides, everything has passed. Let's not talk about the past."
Lu Jinshu couldn't stop sobbing, "Your Highness, I have nothing but you. I don't dare ask you to love me too much, I only ask you to give me more love, okay?"
Ling Shumo's lips trembled slightly, but in the end she said nothing. She just hugged Lu Jinshu even tighter.
Lu Jinshu only felt that his heart was being tightly grasped by someone, and then torn into two halves from the middle.
He really has nothing left.
The only person he can rely on is his wife.
But Ling Shumo avoided the question.
If the person standing in front of Ling Shumo was Shangguan Xu, Ling Shumo would tell Shangguan Xu without hesitation that she loved him very much and that she was his greatest support in the Eastern Palace. But the person who asked this question was Lu Jinshu.
Ling Shumo didn't want to lie, and there was no need to lie.
She is reluctant to make commitments easily.
Her feelings for Lu Jinshu were like those for a well-behaved and soft cat. She liked the cat's intelligence, but if Lu Jinshu asked her for more, such as "love", the relationship between them was not deep enough.
There is a high probability that she will never give her true heart to someone in her life.
If she had to say who could make her heart flutter.
He would probably be a perfect man with stunning looks, a distinguished family background, gentle and decent behavior, and the ability to manage the inner house with ease.
However, the most important thing to become her ideal partner is that the other person can resonate with her heart and be highly compatible with her thoughts.
Ling Shumo is not a person who likes to dream.
It is already very rare to have all of the above qualities taken individually. She feels that she is not lucky enough to have all these advantages concentrated in the same person.
Lu Jinshu had calmed down by now. The tears in his eyes had been wiped clean by his handkerchief, and a gentle smile once again graced his face. "I feel my cooking skills have improved again. Your Highness, would you please not try a piece of yam while it's still hot?"
Shi Qi placed the food box on the table in the outer room, and Lu Jinshu opened the upper and lower layers respectively.
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