After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

"Miss! How can you be so stupid! Miss..."

"Miss! How could you leave me alone like this?"

"Miss! Please don't abandon Wan Tao..."

Wan Tao cried her heart out, and the two old women who were holding her couldn't help but tear up when they heard her crying. They then glanced at the corpse hanging in the air on the beam behind the room. The bright red wedding dress was burned by the fire, and the figure was almost invisible, which made them feel even more heartbroken.

Wan Tao was a loyal person. She grew up with Li Yaoyuan, so her feelings for her were naturally different from those of others. Now that Li Yaoyuan is gone, she probably doesn't want to live anymore.

One of the soft-hearted maids comforted her: "If the young lady knew that you were crying so sadly, she would not be at ease leaving. You were the one closest to the young lady in the past, and you should be the one that the young lady is most worried about before she leaves..."

Wantao cried even louder and tried to rush in to rescue the young lady.

Another woman spit at her: "If you can't speak, just shut up and kneel. How can you comfort someone like that? Are you afraid that she isn't sad enough?"

"Telling the truth..." She curled her lips and closed them.

Li Zhiyi arrived late when the fire was almost out.

He was only wearing an outer robe and looked sleepy.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a house with flames rising to the sky, and a blurry human figure hanging in front of the door, engulfed by fire.

Li Zhiyi was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat and he nearly fell down. He was supported by two guards and led out of the yard.

"Quick! Put out the fire!" He pointed at the house with a trembling hand, "Save the people quickly! The wedding is tomorrow. If something happens now and the emperor blames us, the entire Li family will be killed!"

Li Zhiyi was about to cry, not for Li Yaoyuan, but for himself, for his career, and for his future.

Many people felt disheartened after hearing this. The person hanging in the room was after all his own daughter. At this moment, he was thinking about what to do if the emperor blamed him?

But when they thought that their lives might be in danger, they had no heart to sympathize with Li Yaoyuan.

Wantao's crying stopped abruptly.

She shook off the two maids and turned to look at Li Zhiyi, her eyes full of resentment. Part of this resentment was her own, and part was Li Yaoyuan's. She felt sorry for her young lady.

Wan Tao propped herself up and stared at Li Zhiyi neither humbly nor arrogantly. She had never looked at her master like this before. This was the first time, and hatred was written on her face.

"Lord Li, it was you who forced the young lady to death. It was you who forced her to take this desperate path." Wan Tao said gritting her teeth.

The two maids hurried over to pull her away, muttering, "Oh, you can't say that."

Wan Tao shook them off, still staring at Li Zhiyi, "She is your daughter, how can you be so cruel, not caring about the father-daughter relationship in the past, and pushing her to death again and again."

Her tears fell like beads that had broken off the string.

Wan Tao pointed at the hanging body and asked him with a smile: "Now that the young lady is dead, are you satisfied?"

Being scolded by such a little girl, Li Zhiyi felt humiliated and hurt by some of the words, so he slapped Wan Tao in the face, "I will not punish you because you have served Yao Yuan for many years and grew up with her. If you dare to be so cruel again, you will not live."

Wan Tao laughed loudly several times and shouted crazily, "Okay! Okay! It just so happens that I don't want to live anymore!"

She suddenly turned around and ran towards the fire. The two maids reacted too slowly and failed to catch her, but the two guards who rescued her stopped her and knocked her out with a knife.

The guards dragged Wan Tao in front of Li Zhiyi. Li Zhiyi was disgusted and didn't even want to look at her. He waved his hand and asked them to carry her away.

"Watch her, don't let her die."

He still has many things to ask.

After three quarters of an hour, the fire in Qinxiangju was finally put out.

The hanging corpse fell down because the hemp rope was burned. Several wooden beams in the room burned and fell down, and one of them pressed down the corpse. It took several people to lift it up.

Li Zhiyi was waiting in the yard, but he saw guards going in one group after another and running out with their mouths covered. Several of them were leaning against a tree and vomiting with their heads down.

"What's going on?" Li Zhiyi stepped forward and grabbed a guard: "Why haven't you brought the body out yet?"

The guard covered his mouth and retched a few times, as if there was a flood beast behind him. He glanced over there and didn't dare to look back, "Master... Master... The lady's body is burnt... burnt."

Li Zhiyi's body swayed. Since he was burned, it was expected that he would be scorched. Why did one or two of them react so strongly?

He let go of the guard, calmed himself and walked into the ruins filled with smoke. Several maids were holding lanterns to illuminate the way, and everyone was surrounding the charred corpse.

Li Zhiyi glanced at the ground and saw the arms and legs of the corpse exposed. Some parts had been burnt into charcoal, while some parts were... sizzling with oil, and it seemed as if he could smell the aroma of meat.

He staggered away, holding his chest, and vomited for a long time before he calmed down.

The shocking scene lingered in his mind. He recognized the silver bracelet on the charred corpse's wrist. It was left by Li Yaoyuan's mother when she passed away. Li Yaoyuan had been wearing it all these years and was reluctant to take it off.

He closed his eyes and suddenly felt dizzy and passed out.

"master!"

The next day.

Xiao Jianting rode a white horse and went to pick up his bride happily in a bright red wedding gown. There were loud gongs and drums and firecrackers, making the scene very lively.

This road did not pass by Li's residence, so he did not even have the chance to take a quick look. There was no need to welcome the concubine when she came home. They just had to wait for the auspicious time and then carry her on a bridge to the side door and enter the residence. There was no ceremony or wine banquet.

Taking a concubine is much easier than marrying a wife.

Xiao Jianting was worried and had a bad feeling.

Wang Yuejiao said goodbye to her father in her boudoir, and was carried out of the house by Hongniang, onto the Flower Bridge, and set off back to the Xiao family.

Wang Jizhong watched the lively wedding procession gradually go away, his heart ached and tears streamed down his face.

The bright red firecracker paper in front of the door was blown up by the wind, fluttering up, down, up, down...

Wang Jizhong wiped away his tears and turned back home.

There were many people outside the gate of Xiao Mansion, including ordinary people and guests of honor. It was rare to see such a lively event like the wedding of a daughter-in-law, so they naturally did not want to miss it.

Lord Xiao, Xiao Helin and Xiao Yunzheng were waiting at the door, chatting and laughing with several officials.

The saddle and brazier were placed at the door, waiting for the bride to come.

The welcoming team was beating loud gongs and drums. People could hear the sound before they saw the people. They looked forward to it and consciously made way for them.

Xiao Jianting was riding a white horse, looking very majestic. They seemed to see the young general who was so powerful on the battlefield. His brows were furrowed, adding a bit of domineering air to his look.

After a while, the team approached and the white horse stopped steadily in front of the Xiao Mansion.