While Su Qingyu was sending Jiang Yi out, Su Qingxue looked at Su Qingshuang who was in a trance and said, "Sister, you said that my second cousin didn't come to pay her respects to mother. Is it really because she is not feeling well?"
Su Qingshuang came back to her senses, her face darkened slightly: "What do you mean, second sister?"
Su Qingxue pursed her lips and said, "I just feel that my mother passed away too suddenly. She was fine a few days ago. How come she passed away right after my second cousin and her family came to visit my grandmother?"
"Shut up!" Su Qingshuang was furious.
Su Qingyu curled her lips and said, "I know that my eldest sister has a good relationship with the two cousins of the Jiang family. You feel uncomfortable when I say this, but aren't you surprised?"
Su Qingshuang frowned: "I don't want to hear these words again, please get out."
"Then please take a rest, big sister. I'll take my leave now." Su Qingxue bowed and walked to the door with a slight smile on her face, a look of pride flashing across her face.
On my grandmother’s birthday last year, she felt as if she had been stripped naked and pushed in front of everyone, completely humiliated.
The ones who caused her to fall into that situation were her stupid biological mother, her vicious stepmother, and the ruthless Jiang Si.
Now that her stepmother is dead, the huge pressure on her head is gone, and it's time for her to relax for two years.
Haha, she couldn't do anything to Jiang Si who became the Princess of Yan, but she could still plant a thorn in her elder sister's heart. If her elder sister and Jiang Si quarreled in the future, it would have nothing to do with her anyway, and it would be her elder sister who would suffer.
Su Qingxue feared and hated Youshi. Now that Youshi was dead, she couldn't help but feel hopeful when she thought that her elder sister, who was held in the palm of her mother's hand, would be in trouble because of her few provocative words.
Su Qingshuang sat on the bed with an expressionless face, listening to the sound of the door closing. Her heart was indeed moved by Su Qingxue's words.
Is my mother's death really related to my cousins?
As night fell, the mourning hall became a little deserted, with only filial sons and grandsons guarding the brazier.
Su Qingxun added some burnt paper to the brazier, stared at the paper money turning into ashes, then silently stood up and walked inside.
Uncle Su was taking a rest and had no desire to sleep.
"Father, are you there?"
Uncle Su stood up and let Su Qingwen in.
Su Qingwen quickly pushed the door open and walked in.
Seeing his son become noticeably thinner in just two days, Uncle Su sighed and said, "My son, even though you have to be at the vigil, you still have to take care of your health."
"My son knows." Su Qingwen said this and then fell silent.
"What's up?"
Su Qingwen looked at Uncle Su and asked, "Father, how did mother die?"
Uncle Su frowned immediately and said in a stern tone: "Didn't I tell you that your mother is seriously ill——"
"That's just what we say to outsiders." Su Qingwen interrupted Uncle Su calmly.
He is the great-grandson of Marquis Yining. After his second brother passed away, he was the only male of the first generation. There were some things that had to be clarified.
Uncle Su was still insisting: "Xun'er, what are you talking about!"
Su Qingwen looked at his uncle Su without any intention of backing down: "Father, my son is about to be crowned, and I have the right to know the truth, especially since that person is my mother, one of the two closest people to me in this world."
Uncle Su stared into his son's eyes.
Although the young man's eyes were a little red and swollen, and full of fatigue, they were still clear.
After a long while, Uncle Su asked, "Do you really want to know?"
Su Qingwen's heart sank, and he nodded: "Son wants to know."
He was right, there was another story behind his mother's death.
Seeing his son's insistence, Uncle Su raised his hand and rubbed his brow, sighing, "Your mother made a big mistake."
"What did mother do wrong?"
"She poisoned your grandmother!"
"What?" Su Qingwen could no longer remain calm and was shocked.
Having said that, Uncle Su stopped hesitating and continued, "Your aunt was also poisoned to death by your mother!"
The son is smart and thoughtful. Instead of letting him worry about the cause of his mother's death, it would be too late to regret if he got into conflicts with the Jiang family, especially with his niece, the Princess of Yan, due to misunderstandings in the future.
Su Qingwen felt as if his entire cognition had been overturned. He opened his mouth and spoke like a fish struggling on a river bank under the scorching sun: "Father, could this be a mistake?"
How could my mother do such a thing?
In Su Qingwen's mind, Youshi is the image of a loving mother, just like any other mother who loves her children.
"Your mother admitted it herself." Uncle Su sneered, afraid that his son still didn't believe it, and added, "In front of your grandparents, your uncle, your aunt, and me."
Su Qingwen was completely disappointed and murmured, "No wonder..."
No wonder his father wasn't sad enough, no wonder his grandparents were so calm, no wonder his aunt looked at him strangely, no wonder his mother -
Su Qingwen was stunned and blurted out: "My mother's death——"
"She committed suicide."
"But..." Su Qingwen wanted to say something, but all the words he wanted to say turned into stones blocking his heart.
But what? Could it be that my mother didn’t commit suicide but was forced to death?
He killed my aunt and then my grandmother. When such crimes were exposed, what else could my mother do except die?
If my mother was forced to death, it was because she was driven to a dead end...
Thinking of this, two lines of tears fell from the corners of Su Qingqun's eyes.
"Why did my mother want to harm my aunt and grandmother?" This was something Su Qingwen couldn't figure out.
Uncle Su closed his eyes and said, "This woman is ignorant and shallow."
The reason she harmed the old lady was not because her power as housekeeper was reduced by the old lady, but because she felt guilty and the old lady discovered that she had schemed against Jiang.
He harmed his sister because he was foolish and had no bottom line after being threatened by Princess Rongyang.
Before Su Qingwen could ask more questions, Uncle Su opened his eyes and looked at him, sighing, "Qun'er, please give your mother some face in your heart."
Su Qingwen's mouth twitched, and he felt disappointed.
My father was right. He already knew that my mother had harmed my grandmother and aunt. Asking further would only expose my mother's ugliness completely, causing her image in his heart to completely collapse.
Being a little confused, at least I can comfort myself by saying that my mother has her own reasons.
"Father, your son will go to keep vigil." Su Qingwen seemed to have been drained of all his strength and left with heavy steps.
Uncle Su breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't want to mention Princess Rongyang, lest his young son do something rash.
Su Qingwen was walking on the way back to the mourning hall, and the white lanterns hanging in the corridor cast a bleak white light.
Under a tree not far away, stood a slim young girl in a white linen dress.
"Big sister?" Su Qing asked, then paused slightly and walked over quickly.
The autumn night was cold and dewy, and Su Qingshuang's cheeks were slightly red from the cold.
"Brother went to look for father?"
Looking into the girl's dark and sad eyes, Su Qing sighed and said, "Big sister, come with me."
Why doesn't his sister want to know what he wants to know?
After listening to Su Qingwen's story, Su Qingshuang covered her face with shaking hands and cried silently.
"No wonder... my cousin seems unwilling to come..."
The fact that Jiang Si did not come to Yining Marquis's Mansion to mourn his aunt soon attracted the attention of some people.
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