My elder sister stole my marriage? She regretted and cried after I married the general.

In the dark and damp prison, Shen Rong sat on a straw bed.

His wheelchair had a hidden mechanism, so he couldn't be brought into the prison. Fortunately, he was imprisoned with Zhao Qingyao, who could still serve him.

But today, Zhao Qingyao was taken away.

Haven't come back until now.

Without Zhao Qingyao, Shen Rong had difficulty moving. He could only use his hands to support himself on the ground and drag himself along.

Those disabled legs look like an embarrassing tail.

His fellow inmates laughed at him: "Hey, why is this guy crawling like a bug?"

"He is handsome, but his legs are disabled. He also married a beautiful wife! I don't know if he can make it."

"Tsk, his wife is so beautiful. She was in the same cell with him this morning. I'm itching to see her."

"..."

From ridicule to insult, Shen Rong's heart was trembling with anger!

Because of his crippled legs, no one looked down on him! Even these lowly prisoners laughed at him!

It’s all Shen Lin’s fault.

If he had come to rescue him earlier, his legs wouldn't have become like this!

"Shut up, this is the third son of the Shen family!" The jailer received benefits from Old Madam Shen, so he would still take some care of him.

Unfortunately, the prisoners cannot be silenced.

When Bai Zhi arrived, she saw Shen Rong dragging his crippled leg onto the straw bed.

My heart suddenly tightened.

He ran over in two steps: "Third Young Master!"

"Bai Zhi? Why are you here?" Shen Rong was surprised and quickly raised his hand to tidy up his appearance.

Bai Zhi said: "Third Master, I am here to take you home."

"Huh?" Shen Rong was even more surprised.

The seven-day deadline hasn't even arrived yet. Could it be that someone has come to protect him?

who is it?

***? Gao Yu?

They were in the same group anyway. The fact that they came to protect him meant that the trouble was over.

"Third Young Master, the Third Madam is dead..." Bai Zhi's words were like thunder, making Shen Rong's nerves, which had just relaxed, tense up again.

"What did you say?"

"The third lady revealed her identity and proved in front of the emperor that the third prince had the intention of rebellion. She was killed on the spot in front of the emperor."

Bai Zhi said softly, feeling extremely happy.

Zhao Qingyao died, and Shen Rong was single again! There was no mistress riding on her head anymore.

They can go back to the way things were before.

"How could this happen? What about the third prince?" Shen Rong asked excitedly.

"He has been sentenced to death."

Shen Rong instantly became depressed, his face becoming extremely gloomy: "How could it be..."

"Third Young Master, the conditions here are too bad. Let's go home first!" Bai Zhi gave the jailer a few taels of silver.

A jailer opened the cell door, and another pushed a wheelchair in. Together, they helped Shen Rong sit on the wheelchair.

Bai Zhi thanked him, covered Shen Rong with the fur coat she had brought, and pushed him out.

It was not until he saw the light and snow outside that Shen Rong reluctantly accepted the reality.

He asked in a deep voice: "Then, what about ***?"

“Grounded for three months.”

Shen Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, *** is still alive. As long as *** is there, his plan still has hope.

The third prince is dead, but there are still several princes left!

"Where is Princess Jiahe?" Shen Rong asked again.

"I haven't found you yet." Bai Zhi said, "Originally, the old lady wanted to come and pick you up in person, but she caught a cold and kept coughing."

"It's okay, it's better if you come. We haven't talked alone for a long time." Shen Rong held Bai Zhi's hand.

A chill passed through her skin and reached her heart, and Bai Zhi shivered.

"Third son..."

"It's great that your hand has recovered as before. There's not even a scar left."

Bai Zhi thought of Ye Qinghuan.

It was Ye Qinghuan who gave her the medicine that restored her hand to its original state.

"Bai Zhi, I'm sorry for putting you through this these days."

"Third Young Master, please help me post notices everywhere to find my relatives. I will be able to return to the Bai family soon, and by then, I will be worthy of your status."

Bai Zhi fantasized about becoming a noble lady and marrying Shen Rong in a grand ceremony, and she was very excited.

Shen Rong nodded gently: "Why didn't I think of this method before? Sorry, I kept you waiting for too long."

"It's okay, it's okay. I hadn't thought of this method before!" Bai Zhi said with a smile.

The carriage was already waiting. Ajiu carried Shen Rong into the carriage, and Bai Zhi followed, and they drove towards the general's mansion.

Old Madam Shen had been waiting for a long time. When she saw Shen Rongxian, she cried for a while out of heartache, and then arranged hot meals for her.

Without Zhao Qingyao, they are just like a family of three!

Baizhi felt warm in her heart and was extremely satisfied.

"Rong'er, although your wife died in front of the emperor, the funeral was still held in our house under the identity of Shen Qin. What do you think?" asked Old Lady Shen.

"No, everything is up to my mother to arrange." Shen Rong said.

Weddings and funerals are big events, and there is a lot to worry about.

Moreover, Qin Ling'er was ***'s adopted daughter, so the funeral was more elaborate.

Also, more money spent.

Old Madam Shen has been thinking about it for two hours, and the best person to do this is Ye Qinghuan.

However, Ye Qinghuan refused on the grounds that he was not feeling well!

At the moment, it can only be handed over to Bai Zhi: "Bai Zhi, you do it!"

"This, I have no experience." Bai Zhi still knows her own limitations.

Shen Rong said: "Let my second sister-in-law do it!"

"Ye Qinghuan? Forget it." Old Madam Shen sighed, "Rong'er, you don't know, she is really powerful now! I stayed at her house for a few days and was drugged!"

"What?" Shen Rong's face changed drastically. "How dare she? Is mother injured?"

"She just made me fall asleep, it's nothing." Old Madam Shen hurriedly comforted her young son.

Shen Rong angrily pounded the armrest of the wheelchair: "How ridiculous! How ridiculous!"

"Third Young Master, be careful of the pain in your hands." Bai Zhi hurriedly advised.

Shen Rong let go of his hand, drooped his head dejectedly, and said in a low voice: "Is there not even someone in my house who can preside over the funeral ceremony?"

The person who was full of energy just now suddenly became a cabbage hit by frost.

Old Madam Shen and Bai Zhi felt very distressed.

After looking at each other, Old Madam Shen said, "Don't worry, Rong'er, I can still do it!"

"Thank you for your hard work, mother..." Shen Rong sighed.

"That's fine. But since you've lost your wife, you have to find another one." Old Madam Shen said, "This time, I will definitely choose a noble lady for you who is good-looking, has a good family background, and can manage the household!"

Bai Zhi felt a little uncomfortable, frowned, and took the initiative to say: "Old Madam, I will be able to return to the Bai family soon. I am also a noble lady."

"You? You're a good kid too!"

There was a flash of disdain in Old Madam Shen's eyes. Although she didn't say it out loud immediately, it hurt Bai Zhi's poor self-esteem.

She was sad and aggrieved, her eyes reddened: "Madam, although I have never done anything big, I will learn well."

"Okay. Send Rong'er back and take good care of her!"

"Yes."

Bai Zhi was now a little happier and pushed Shen Rong back to Qingyun Courtyard.

Nanny Qin came over and whispered, "Madam, all the cash in our house has been taken away by the Third Young Master. I roughly calculated that the Third Madam's funeral will cost at least two thousand silver coins."

"We can't even come up with the money?" Old Madam Shen was stunned.

"Yes."

Nanny Qin brought up the account book.

Sure enough, there were only three hundred taels of silver left in the account, which was far from enough.