Chapter 247 It’s All My Own Fault
Su Ye shook his head.
Reach out and pull out the hidden dagger.
The nearby palace soldiers drew their swords at the same time, but Zhuiyue and the others did not show up, because they could see from a close distance that the dagger in Su Ye's hand was not sharpened.
"I have never thought of killing you, neither before nor now."
Su Ye's words were particularly sincere.
That was indeed what he thought in his heart.
Even in the past, six years ago, or six years later, even though he had thought several times that it would be better if Su Rui died on the border, but in fact, when he thought about it carefully, he was powerless to change it, unwilling to face it, or even angry words out of inner anxiety and fear. He thought that if Su Rui died, everything would be over, everything would return to normal, and there would be nothing left.
His escapist mentality gave him a twisted feeling towards Su Rui.
I want to get close to her, but I am also afraid to get close to her.
But he never thought that he had killed Su Rui.
He hasn't slept a wink since returning from the Dali Temple.
That night, he sat in Chaoyang Courtyard all night, looking at the courtyard where Su Rui had lived since childhood, and which he had snatched back after returning to Beijing and then renovated after destroying it. Suddenly, he felt that it was just like the relationship between him and Su Rui.
It was destroyed to pieces by his own hands. Even if it was repaired or compensated, it would be useless. It could never return to its original state as a child.
But he is no longer the confused bastard he used to be. Perhaps it is the time he spent under the Second Prince that has allowed him to jump out of his originally shallow pool of thought. He will no longer judge the situation based on what others say.
Even if that person is the father you admire most.
He had no ability and could not investigate in a high-profile manner, but at least he had been in a military camp. A soldier who had been under his command and had taken care of him once or twice was transferred to Mobei and happened to be returning to Beijing with the army this time. He found him privately and asked him about Changdu Pass and Yanzhou.
The other party didn't know much, but they saw with their own eyes how Su Rui, with her big belly, embarrassedly but resolutely stopped the horse at the pipeline, and how she silently clung to the cart and followed the pace of the army. She also saw the corruption of Changdu Pass and how the inaction of Yong'an Hou was hit by the crossbow arrow.
From this, although we cannot conclude that everything the Marquis of Yong'an said was false, if Su Rui was acting while carrying a big belly and risking her life, then she is really good at acting.
Even if Marquis Yong'an did not treason, he was not much better.
As for the complicated connections behind, whether it was mutual exploitation or backstabbing, Su Ye didn't want to investigate and was too lazy to know.
Just look at the Yong'an Marquis Mansion today, and think back to its attitude towards Su Rui six years ago, and it is a rotten place.
When I saw my mother's grave today, the last bit of admiration I had for my father was gone.
"This is your last chance to keep the Yong'an Marquisate." Su Rui still didn't believe it. For Su Ye, becoming the Yong'an Marquis, inheriting the title, and taking charge of the Marquisate was his greatest wish and the greatest sense of security. For this, he could do anything.
"I know." He threw away the unsharpened dagger in his hand. "I'm just doing what I should have done many years ago."
Many years ago, six years ago?
If six years ago, Su Ye had stood in front of her, believed in her, and protected her, would everything have been different?
Unfortunately, there is no if, no if.
"Even if you give up, I won't be grateful to you for it."
Su Ye smiled bitterly and nodded, "I know, it's all my own fault today, I deserve it."
When Su Ye said this, a complex emotion surged in Su Rui's heart.
What it is, I can’t tell.
Some are joyful, some are sad, some are aggrieved, and there are many more, all mixed together, it is hard to tell what they are, but it is not so pleasant.
It was as if something was pulled away from her heart and body.
Feeling lost.
But Su Rui did not indulge in such emotions. She looked at the paper money that had burned out, leaving only a small pile of ashes. She then looked up at her mother's tombstone and turned around and said, "It's almost time. Let's go to Yong'an Marquis Mansion."
Yong'an Marquis Mansion?
Su Ye was puzzled. Why did Su Rui go to the Yong'an Marquis Mansion?
Do we still need to go to the ancestral temple to worship?
But before he could ask, Su Rui had already walked out.
He could only catch up, holding an umbrella, and follow Su Ruidu's carriage down the mountain towards the Marquis' Mansion.
The rain kept falling, and there were few pedestrians on the road, but they also noticed the carriage and Su Ye. Many curious people followed from a distance, and Su Rui did not stop them.
By the time they reached the gate of Yong'an Marquis' Mansion, more than a hundred people had followed them.
Seeing Su Ruidu's carriage parked in front of the Yong'an Marquis's mansion, and knowing that the Yong'an Marquis was collaborating with the enemy and selling out the country, they felt that something big was happening and immediately began to call their friends.
Su Rui walked out of the carriage, seemingly oblivious to what was happening outside, and walked straight into the mansion.
Su Ye followed, but Su Rui stopped inside the door and did not even go down the stairs into the mansion.
If you are not going into the mansion, why are you here?
Just as I was wondering, I heard shouting and cursing from inside.
"Let go! You wicked slaves! I am the Marquis' wife. Do you want to die?"
It was Liang's voice.
Soon, several figures walked out from behind the screen wall and walked quickly to the eaves in the rain.
Two maids were holding Liang, and Liang was not dressed as usual, but was wearing men's clothes, the kind of shorts that a shop assistant wears.
She was supposed to be wearing a hat, but perhaps it was pulled off, or fell off during the struggle, and her long hair was scattered, wet by the rain and stuck to her face, covering half of her face.
But you can see that half of her face is painted darker and has many spots. If you don't see her every day, you really can't recognize her as Liang at first glance.
"You want to run away?" Su Ye had known that Liang was secretly selling off the shop and property. He thought it was to raise money for the Marquis of Yong'an. But now it seemed that it was to run away.
"Master, you returned just in time. She tried to escape through the back door in the southwest corner, but we caught her red-handed."
"You're talking nonsense! I want to go out and find someone to help the Marquis survive. Let me go!" Liang struggled, but the two maids were not hers. Their strength was as strong as a pair of pliers, holding her tightly. She could only look at Su Ye and said with tears in her eyes: "Ye'er, please save me. I... my heart hurts so much."
Su Ye was no longer moved and just looked at Su Rui in confusion.
This woman is obviously hers. Now that Liang has been captured in the mansion, no one else has come to stop her. This shows that the mansion is completely under Su Rui's control.
She had been preparing for today for a long time. What was she going to do?
"Don't rush to get sick, the things that will make you sad are still to come."
Hearing Su Rui's voice, Liang shuddered.
Her long hair covered half of her eyes, and she didn't see Su Rui at all just now. Now she turned around and saw Su Rui standing in front of the door, with a smile in her eyes, a smile that made her feel uneasy.
Why is she here?
What does it mean that the things that make her sad are still to come?
Before Liang could think deeply about it, two palace soldiers came in carrying a stretcher covered with a white cloth, placed it on the ground, and lifted the white cloth to reveal a gray-faced corpse lying on it.
It’s Lin Chuan.
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