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

In Ye Qinghuan's memory of his previous life, *** was killed the year after Gao Xun ascended the throne.

It seems to be related to the death of the late queen, but it is just hearsay and cannot be verified.

Therefore, the emperor will not kill *** this time!

But now, the *** is irreconcilable with them. If the *** lives well, they will be constantly tripped up and made trouble.

Such a serious problem needs to be eliminated as soon as possible!

Ye Qinghuan thought for a moment, and told Chunyan: "Go to Changning Marquis's Mansion and tell the Crown Prince's Consort that the general is back, and bring the children home to play when you have time."

"Yes."

Qin Baochen's lips curled up, and he bowed: "Madam is extremely intelligent!"

"Lord Qin is the best at investigating cases, so please ask Lord Qin to help us investigate the cause of death of the late queen! How do you think?" Ye Qinghuan asked.

Qin Baochen nodded: "It should be so!"

"Thank you..."

Ye Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no smoke without fire. In the past life, there were rumors that *** killed the late queen. So the death of the late queen must have something to do with ***, right?

Otherwise, *** could not have made things difficult for Gao Xun for no reason and tried to ruin his future.

When they returned to the general's mansion, Old Madam Shen had already heard that Shen Lin had returned to the capital, and she was waiting at the door with Su Jinxiu and a group of servants to greet him.

As a result, only Ye Qinghuan was seen getting off the car.

Madam Shen's face darkened and she asked, "Where's Lin'er?"

"The general has entered the palace." Ye Qinghuan said.

"When will he come back?"

"I don't know."

Old Madam Shen glared at Ye Qinghuan with disdain: "Then did you tell Lin'er to bring Rong'er's body back and bury it properly?"

Shen Rong died in prison and has not yet been buried. This is a big worry for Old Lady Shen.

According to her idea, they wanted to choose a Feng Shui treasured location for a grand burial, and then invite a monk to chant sutras to help the deceased reach nirvana.

But is this the treatment a traitor can enjoy?

"No." Ye Qinghuan said coldly, "Mother, wait for the general to come back and talk to him in person!"

"Hmph, useless stuff."

Old Madam Shen now finds Ye Qinghuan more and more displeased.

It was just that she was poisoned after the New Year, and was seriously ill after the death of Shen Rong. She was so thin and haggard that she didn't even have the energy to curse.

Ye Qinghuan ignored her and went back to Linglong Pavilion.

As the spring snow melted, the red tiles on the Linglong Pavilion were washed clean and shiny by the snow water, looking brand new.

From a distance, it looks full of vitality.

Ye Qinghuan suddenly stopped and looked up at the patterns on the tiles.

Such a familiar pattern!

"What are you looking at, madam?" Chunyu asked.

"The tiles on the eaves have patterns on them."

"Madam, why are you suddenly making a fuss? Rich people can have custom patterns on their tiles."

"But it's very familiar."

Chunyu looked up again and again, but couldn't see anything.

The tiles on the roof are smooth, with only the last row of tiles on the eaves having patterns. Rich families would use complex patterns to appear noble.

Of course, who would pay attention to this normally?

"like……"

A light bulb went off in Ye Qinghuan's head and he remembered.

It is a bird pattern on the Yunxiao Wumeng bracelet!

Ye Qinghuan's heart was pounding, and she felt unusually uneasy. She quickened her pace back to the house and began to look for the Yunxiao Wumeng bracelet.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?" Chunyan followed her in confusion.

Ye Qinghuan pointed at a little bird on the bracelet and asked, "Now that you have a good look at it, do you recognize it?"

"Ah? Isn't this the pattern on the tile?" Chunyu was also stunned. "No wonder Madam said it was familiar, it turned out to be the pattern on the bracelet. But, isn't this Yunxiao Wumeng bracelet very rare? How come the pattern on the tile is the same?"

This is the point!

Ye Qinghuan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "In which year was Linglong Pavilion built?"

"This, I don't know."

"Go and find out quickly!"

"Yes!"

The Yunxiao Mengwu Bracelet was left by her mother. She had been to many noble residences in her past and present lives, but had never seen anything similar.

Today, the bird pattern on the tile and the name of this residence...

Ye Qinghuan's heart beat faster, as if some huge secret was about to be revealed.

Linglong is my mother's name. The bracelet is a relic left by my mother.

And she moved into Linglong Pavilion by accident in this life...

"Madam, the Crown Prince's wife is here with Rui'er and Xiangxiang."

Just then, the spring swallows came to report, and the laughter of children could be heard from afar.

Ye Qinghuan's train of thought was interrupted and he woke up.

Whether it was a misunderstanding on her part or there really was some secret, it would be hard to tell right away.

Wait! Time will give her the answer.

Ye Qinghuan took a deep breath and stood up to entertain Mu Qing and the two children.

After the Chinese New Year, Rui'er and Xiangxiang had grown up a little. They were very happy to come up to Ye Qinghuan when they saw him.

"Aunt, I miss you so much!" Xiangxiang hugged Ye Qinghuan's neck tightly and kept sticking to her affectionately.

Rui'er is a boy and already knows etiquette. He just stands aside and reports his homework.

It was just like when Ye Qinghuan was their stepmother in their previous life.

Mu Qing looked at them with a smile and joked, "My two children are really close to my sister. Even the Imperial Concubine said that this is a natural fate."

"Is your sister okay?" Ye Qinghuan asked.

"Okay. I've gained weight during this time."

Sure enough, Mu Qing not only looked better, but also looked rounder.

Ye Qinghuan said with a smile: "It's better to be a little fatter, sister, please don't lose weight."

"Well, no decrease. Anyway, the prince and I no longer have those feelings." Mu Qing said calmly.

Ye Qinghuan knew that ever since Mu Qing fell ill and saw through life and death, she had completely given up on Jiang Shiming.

"I heard that the general came back with injuries. Is it serious?" Mu Qing asked.

"The wound is on my chest, and it's quite serious. I was also poisoned, and I haven't been able to use my internal energy until now. I can only walk when we are almost in Shengjing. I'm going to the palace to report now." Ye Qinghuan said.

Mu Qing frowned: "If a general can't fight, how can he be a general?"

"So, the general proposed to the prince today that he retire from the army and return to the countryside."

"This..." Mu Qing thought for a moment and said seriously, "It would be a good thing if I could retire and return to the countryside."

Ye Qinghuan smiled: "I knew Sister Mu was not an ordinary person, otherwise she would have advised us to keep our wealth and glory."

"I went to the palace yesterday to talk with the imperial concubine. From what I heard, the emperor is still going to tolerate her. You have already offended her, and it will be difficult for you to survive in the court." Mu Qing sighed.

Ye Qinghuan pretended to be indifferent and said, "The prince is becoming more and more powerful. I think there is a way."

"Crown Prince? Forget it!" Mu Qing snorted coldly, "He has great ambitions, but he can't do anything to the ***."

"Sister Mu, I have observed and observed but I still don't understand why the prince and aunt are not on good terms?" Ye Qinghuan asked, "The prince is the one chosen by the emperor himself. As his aunt, aunt should support him."

Mu Qing's expression froze and she looked around.

"All of you step back." Ye Qinghuan waved everyone away.

Mu Qing lowered her voice and said, "I heard about it too, I don't know if it's true or not. Rumor has it that the one who gave the late queen the fertility pill was ***."