Did the eldest daughter ascend the throne today?

Ning Zhiwei was at a loss for a moment, and her voice became colder, "Self-immolation? Is she dead?"

"Yes." The Jinyiwei commander didn't even dare to raise his head. "Before he died, he accused... you of ruining her."

Ning Zhiwei was silent for a while, his eyes becoming colder and colder, "Go and call Ning Wenyin, Ning Yuanxi, and Ning Xinzhe."

"Yes."

The three of them arrived quickly. They had already received the news but were still in a state of disbelief.

Ning Wenyin's face was very bad. "Your Majesty, are you sure? Why did you burn yourself to death for no reason? Even if you stay in a nunnery, you can have enough food and clothing and be safe and sound."

The nunnery was set up in the Ning family's villa, under the eyes of the Ning family. After all, what else could they do? Self-immolation? Was it because they were too full?

Compared to those who were displaced and died in the war, her life was good enough.

"Sister-in-law Qi is really too paranoid and too stupid. How could she be so depressed? What would Brother Qi think while he is far away on the battlefield? How embarrassed would he be?"

This is an attempt to alienate the two, and the person who does this should be punished.

Ning Zhiwei said calmly, "What do you think?"

Ning Wenyin cupped her hands and said, "Your Majesty, this is not your fault. You didn't expect her to be so ignorant."

He left no way out for himself, his family and his children.

In fact, if she endures for a few years and waits for her children to grow up and make great achievements, she may be able to get out by then asking for mercy.

Ning Yuanxi thought thoughtfully, "Your Majesty, I think this is a bit strange."

He was still accusing the emperor before he died. He was really crazy. He wanted to make trouble for the Ning family even after his death.

Ning Zhiwei raised her eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

Ning Yuanxi only asked one question, "Will an ambitious person be willing to die?"

Everyone was stunned. Ning Wenyin had mixed feelings. She pursed her lips and said, "I think she got stuck in a dead end. Seeing that the future was hopeless, she decided to use her death to alienate the relationship between you and the Ning family."

She sighed softly, feeling sad, helpless, and angry. "Your Majesty, you must not fall into this trap."

Ning Zhiwei looked at the other person, "Xinzhe, what do you say?"

Ning Xinzhe frowned, "This matter is not that simple. I always feel that there is a dark hand behind all this. I don't think Ning Zhou has this ability, and she doesn't have this kind of determination and strong will."

Ning Zhiwei hesitated for a moment and said, "Then let's go."

She did not alarm others, but traveled light and quietly left the capital with a group of guards.

Late at night, the owners of Qingluo Villa stared blankly at the yard that had been burned to ashes, feeling extremely heavy-hearted.

The scene before Ning Zhou's death kept appearing in my mind, and I couldn't help but burst into tears.

During the day, they were all invited over, and Mrs. Ning Qishao begged desperately, "Aunt, sisters-in-law, please let me out, I don't want to be trapped here."

Madam Ning was unmoved. "You stay here well. We can talk about everything after Xiao Qi comes back."

Madam Ning Qishao cried very sadly, "Aunt, I don't know when my husband will be back, and I miss my child all the time. I can't be separated from him."

The Ning family sighed helplessly, "Little Seven Wife, you don't have to worry about the child. The child is being taken care of by someone special, and he is fine."

Now that things have come to this, let's just calm down.

Mrs. Ning Qishao screamed hysterically, "How can others compare to my own mother? Do you know how miserable it is for a child without a mother?"

"Let me out."

No matter how much she begged and cried, the Ning family did not dare to release her. They could only look at the guards, but the guards turned a deaf ear and ignored this farce.

Madam Ning's attitude was very firm, "We cannot disobey the Holy Order, Zhou, please stop making trouble."

Madam Ning Qi Shao roared angrily, "Another holy order. Ning Zhiwei has the whole world, but he still won't let me go. What did I do wrong?"

"Oh, the biggest mistake was marrying the Seventh Young Master. I fought for the Seventh Young Master's interests, but she couldn't tolerate me. I was unwilling to accept this!"

She became more and more angry as she spoke, "Okay, I'll die right now in front of her."

Everyone thought she was just saying this in anger, but Madam Ning was still very angry. "Little Seven, don't be willful. With us here, your food and daily life won't be too bad. You can copy Buddhist scriptures and cultivate your mind and character."

After saying this, Madam Ning took the others and left. They said that she should not be spoiled, as it would not do her any good.

After a few more days of trouble and some suffering, they will accept the reality.

Who knew, after walking for a while, a scream suddenly rang out, "Fire, fire, fire."

Everyone looked back at the same time and saw a fire!

A group of people ran back in panic to put out the fire, but the gate was locked.

Amidst the flames rising into the sky, Madam Ning Qishao's words were uttered with endless resentment.

"I've had enough. Tell my husband that I was forced to death by the emperor. Let him avenge me."

"Little Seven's Wife, Little Seven's Wife."

Everyone pushed hard at the gate, but it wouldn't open. They were almost going crazy, and they shouted angrily to the guards, "Hurry, hurry, put out the fire!"

The guards were also very anxious. If something like this happened, they would also be implicated. What a crazy woman. She wanted to die when she had a good life. "The gate of the courtyard is locked from the inside."

Everyone was so anxious that they kept jumping up and down, "Xiao Qi's wife, open the door quickly."

The voice of Mrs. Ning Qishao came from inside, "Ning Zhiwei can't tolerate me, nor can she tolerate the Ning family. You guys take care of yourself."

"Ning Zhiwei, I hate you. You don't recognize your relatives, you murder loyal people, and you can't even tolerate your own family. I curse you with my life. You will be deserted by your relatives and friends and lose your love forever!"

With each curse, the flames burned more vigorously, burning everything, and the sound gradually disappeared.

The tragic scene shocked countless people.

Everyone watched helplessly as a young life was devoured by the flames, and regret surged in their hearts like a tide.

When that person was alive, he had all kinds of shortcomings that were annoying, but after his death, they all turned into advantages.

Everyone regretted being so cruel to her.

She is their relative, a family that shares life and death with them.

She was so young, but died in her prime. It's such a pity.

Countless beautiful memories came to their minds, making them burst into tears.

They stared blankly for a long time, not realizing how much time had passed.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice woke them up, "The Emperor has arrived."

Everyone's face changed and they all stood up to greet him.

After kneeling for too long, my legs became numb and stiff, but I still had to kneel and pay my respects when I met the emperor.

"I have met His Majesty."

Ning Zhiwei was dressed in a neat outfit, with her hair tied up with a golden ring, still looking heroic. She looked at the scene that was all ashes, "Did Ning Zhou burn herself here?"

The guard replied cautiously, "Yes."

Ning Zhiwei looked at the guard and said, "You didn't move the scene, did you?"

"No." He still understood the rules. He had to wait for the officials from the Ministry of Justice to come and inspect the scene.

Ning Zhiwei gave an order, "Search."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she did not shout, and the women of the Ning family were still kneeling upright.

After an unknown amount of time, the Royal Guards shouted, "We found a body."

Ning Zhiwei raised his chin and said, "Only one?"

"Yes."

Ning Zhiwei nodded in greeting, "Coroner, perform an autopsy."

She brought the coroner with her, coming prepared.

The women of the Ning family could not help but get anxious. An autopsy was too undignified. Who would be willing to have their women's corpses touched by a man?

What's there to verify? They were burned to death.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean? She's dead, and you won't let her go?"

"Your Majesty, the dead are the greatest. Please stop humiliating the dead."

"Your Majesty, please take back your order."

"Your Majesty, please take back your order."

Ning Zhiwei turned a deaf ear and signaled the coroner to continue.

The women of the Ning family were filled with grief and indignation. "Your Majesty, you forced a life to death. Don't you have any mercy at all? That was our dearest relative."

Yes, they blamed Ning Zhiwei for leaving no room for her and forcing the Seventh Young Master's wife to death.

What’s more, they feel grief over the death of a rabbit and the grief of their own kind, and they are deeply afraid that such a day will come for themselves.

Ning Zhiwei looked down at them and said calmly, "This is my world. No matter how much resentment you have, hold it in. If you dare to imitate her, my patience is limited."

It was like a basin of cold water was poured over their heads. The female relatives shuddered and looked at her in horror.

She was no longer the approachable girl, but an empress who ruled the world, decisive and awe-inspiring.

The coroner suddenly reported, "Your Majesty, this corpse is nearly fifty years old, and the sword wound in the heart is fatal."

Everyone in the audience was shocked and their eyes widened in disbelief. What?