My stepmother is here, all the rebellious sons and evildoers should kneel down!

That night, Lu Zhanyao went to Yu Zhenzhu's room again.

Yu Zhenzhu's graceful figure was reflected on the window, and from time to time, Lu Zhanyao's unbridled laughter could be heard.

"My husband is really too much tonight. He knows that the windows are open now. We can hear clearly what is going on in the five houses."

Meng Yi frowned and whispered to Die Jiu.

Die Jiu was also afraid that the Madam would be sad, so after returning from the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion, the Madam locked herself in the room. It has been almost an hour.

Sitting in front of a mahogany desk, Wen Qiqi's eyes were bright as she carefully read the written letter again before sealing it in a sheepskin bag.

"Xiao Jiu..."

"lady!"

Die Jiu rushed in anxiously without saying anything: "Madam, if you are upset by the noise in Room 5, I will close the window and we can add a few more basins of ice to cool it down."

This idea was something she and Meng Yi came up with while they were outside.

Wen Qiqi looked at Die Jiu's red face and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Die Jiu looked at his wife and felt extremely distressed.

"Madam, you are still laughing...I am afraid you are so angry that you are dizzy?"

"Angry? Why should I be angry?"

Wen Qiqi sneered and said that it was Lu Zhanyao's business to take a concubine for pleasure.

Only he himself knows whether he is really happy or just swallowing his anger.

I want to ask the men in this world, who would really want to marry a woman who came from a red-light district...

If Yu Zhenzhu was not Lord Yu's adopted daughter, Lu Zhanyao, who valued his reputation, would definitely not agree to this marriage.

"Miss Pearl knows how to serve people. The master likes her, so we should be happy for him. You two should stop wasting your time... Xiaojiu, come here, take some time tomorrow and send this letter back to the Wen Mansion for me."

Are you going to send a letter to the Wen Mansion again?

Die Jiu pinched the sheepskin bag and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "If Madam misses home, why doesn't she go back to her mother's house in person? A letter is just a few words... We haven't been back for a while, the old lady must miss you."

Indeed, the Wen Mansion is located on the most prosperous Wangfu Street in Kyoto, while the Lu Mansion is close to the suburbs of Kyoto.

Although it’s not close, it’s still in Kyoto, so it only takes half an hour to get there.

Wen Qiqi shook her head and said firmly, "I don't want to go back these days. Don't ask me, just help me deliver the letter to my mother. Also, don't let anyone in the Lu Mansion see it, understand?"

"Ok!"

Die Jiu nodded cautiously: "Just in case, I will leave at four in the morning. Our servants in the Wen Mansion get up early, and the old lady will see the letter from the lady as soon as she opens her eyes tomorrow."

"Haha, you're just smart."

Wen Qiqi stretched and was in a good mood!

After meeting the Thirteenth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince today, I felt that in my previous life, I had been trapped in my own web, making both myself and the two princes uncomfortable.

In this life, it is better to make things clear early on to save a lot of trouble in the future.

After all, the Thirteenth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince grew up with her as childhood sweethearts, so Wen Qiqi can still trust their character.

Diejiu went out, and the noise in Room 5 seemed to have ended and gradually became quiet.

Outside the window, insects chirped...

In the quiet night, the past is clearer.

Wen Qiqi searched over and over again, and finally rummaged through all the drawers and took out the purse hidden in the deepest part of the closet.

Ever since she married into the Shen family, she has carried this purse with her.

The spices in the purse had long lost their flavor, and she had also cleaned the blood stains on the fabric.

She didn't dare to face General Ye's blood. Every time she held it in her palm, she felt a sharp pain in her heart...

Kewen Qiqi could wash off the blood stains on the outside of the purse, but she could not clean the blood-stained spices inside the purse. In order to leave her last thoughts, she did not replace the blood-stained spices.

Tonight, she took out the scissors and gently opened the purse she had embroidered stitch by stitch again...

The spices in the purse were indeed stained red by General Ye's blood. Four years later, the blood had turned black.

Her heart tightened and hurt even more.

"On my way home at night... You said you would marry me when you returned victorious."

Wen Qiqi's tears slowly fell at this moment, and her slender fingers gently stirred the spices twice...

"Is this purse really the one I made for you? Did you take out the things I put in it, or... this is not the purse I gave you at all, and you... are still alive in this world!"

At that time, the Fourteenth Prince returned from the battlefield and was also seriously injured.

He said that he had escaped with his life by chance and had picked up General Ye's personal belongings.

The Fourteenth Prince knew that this purse was of great significance to Wen Qiqi, so he brought it back personally, wanting to give Qiqi an explanation.

Wen Qiqi was unwilling to believe that Ye Guitu had died just like that!

He was known as the military god of the dynasty. He had led his troops into battle since he was young and had made many military achievements. This time he left the capital in a hurry and said that the first thing he would do after his triumphant return was to marry Wen Qiqi!

Wen Qiqi was holding the blood-stained purse at the time and fainted from excessive grief.

After waking up, she still refused to accept the fact that she had died in battle on the way back home, and ran desperately to find a pair of scissors. Everyone thought she was crazy, and her mother held her tightly, fearing that she would commit suicide.

But Wen Qiqi cried and said, "I put something in this purse... If it was his purse, the thing must still be there."

The mother then let Qiqi go, but Qiqi's hands trembled violently when she saw the blood on Ye Guitu's body, so she had to let Zhuyu do it for her.

When the purse was opened, there was nothing inside except spices.

"Perhaps this is not the purse I gave him! Perhaps he is not dead!"

Everyone burst into tears after hearing Qiqi's words. Her mother comforted her and told her to just cry if she wanted to...

"Qiqi, the things in this purse must have been taken out by General Ye. What did you put in it?"

The mother asked carefully.

Wen Qiqi didn't say anything.

"I'm going to wait for him to come back! No one knows what the token in this purse is except him and me... No one can lie to me!"

She collapsed, not caring about her body which was suffering from high fever due to excessive grief, and rushed to the battlefield to find a way back home at night!

If you are alive, you want to see people, if you are dead, you want to see corpses!

The bodies of my father and brothers were retrieved on my way home at night.

Now, even if General Ye really died in battle, she must find his body and bury him in peace.

Wen's mother tried her best to stop her. Qiqi was very ill. If a woman dragged her sick body to the battlefield, she would only die.

Her husband and five sons have all left her, and Wen's mother really can't bear the pain of losing her daughters anymore.

Seeing the always dignified and strong Wen's mother kneeling in front of her, Wen Qiqi closed her eyes and tears flowed.

"Qiqi, the Thirteenth Prince is coming back soon. The Fourteenth Prince said that the Thirteenth Prince is leading his army to fight the enemy for the general's body. No matter what, you should wait for the Thirteenth Prince to come back."

At that time, I heard my mother's advice.

Wen Qiqi then waited for another ten days.

It was the middle of winter, with heavy snow all over the sky. The Thirteenth Prince, accompanied by thirty imperial guards, all dressed in white, carried the coffin and walked into the Forbidden City!