After the tragic death of the daughter of the emperor, she returned to her former marriage and refus

After saying that, Yan Yunshu looked at her mother and brother.

There is still a trace of uneasiness in my heart.

She had been through so much.

She was cruel and unwilling to leave any wiggle room for the prime minister's family.

But her mother and brother didn't know, and she was only nearly hurt in this life, so she said what she said now.

Will my mother and brother think that I am really cold-hearted, or that I am as vicious and cruel as people in my previous life said?

The carriage was quiet.

But after a moment, brother Yan Yunyi suddenly gave a thumbs up.

"Sister, you're so smart! That's how a mother should be!"

Yan Yunshu's heart, which had been in her throat, finally relaxed, and she realized that she had been worrying too much.

How could even my mother and brother feel hesitant?

The carriage was shaking, and the brother and sister both looked at Wen.

Wen pondered for a moment, a hint of forbearance in the corners of her eyes, and tried her best to calm herself.

She smiled.

"Our Shu'er is a little money-grubber."

Yan Yunshu lowered her brows and swayed Wen's clothes left and right.

"Mother, are you okay..."

Wen held Yan Yunshu's hand with one hand and Yan Yunyi's hand with the other.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and tears were in his eyes.

He said seriously, "That's what mother meant. The Prime Minister's Mansion that mother said she didn't want was actually the small house that we used to go in and out of."

I originally thought that we would live happily ever after the divorce.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was left to Yan Feng.

But who would have thought that Yan Feng would actually want to kill him.

Although Yan Shuyao died for her, Yan Feng's murderous intention was still fulfilled.

In addition, we don’t know what Shu’er has experienced.

How could she let even a little bit of softness in her heart?

Seeing that Wen did not leave any room for the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yan Yunshu breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew those people too well. If she gave them any leeway now, as long as they found any opportunity, they would surely destroy you from all possibility of recovery!

So, you can only be cruel.

Just like Yan Shuyao must die.

When the mother and her two sons returned to the Marquis' Mansion one after another with boxes of valuables.

Although my grandfather was very happy, he was still extremely puzzled.

It was not until Mrs. Wen closed the door and described in detail to the old couple what happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion, including Yan Feng's extramarital affair, Shu'er's experience, the golden hairpin, the assassination, and the witnesses and evidence in the Zhu Mansion.

Only then did Mrs. Wen suddenly understand what her most beloved daughter and grandson had suffered in the prime minister's mansion.

My grandfather immediately got up and went to the Ministry of Justice. Before leaving, he hugged Yan Yunshu tightly, tears streaming down his face.

Because it was extremely urgent to capture the assassin, he had no choice but to let her go.

Call Yan Yunshu into the house.

My darling kept crying out, and my heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

Yan Yunshu's tears kept flowing.

She just said some cold words that her grandmother and others said to her, but she didn't expect that it would make her grandfather so sad.

I wonder how miserable my grandparents must have felt in the previous life.

Yan Yunshu didn't dare to think about it.

She was in the familiar Zhonghou Marquis Mansion, in the familiar attic, leaning on the familiar chair, looking at the familiar scenery.

Listening to my beloved relatives, from the initial heated discussion to the gentle and soft words.

Or mixed with tears, or joy.

"Rou'er, everything will be fine. Everything will be fine."

Grandma's voice trembled as she held my mother in her arms and patted her back gently.

"From now on, my Rou'er will take good care of Shu'er and Yi'er. Enjoying this vast freedom is a thousand times better than the Xiangfu, where people kill without leaving any bones."

"From now on, everything will be handled by your father and mother. You and your two children will no longer need to intervene."

"Rou'er, just wait for news from your father and brother at the Marquis' Mansion."

Hearing this, Yan Yunshu's eyes became moist as she looked at the scenery.

In her previous life, ever since she arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, she was immediately blessed by her grandfather, and she no longer had to worry about anyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

All we have to do is wait for the news.

In this life, she had her mother protecting her in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and now that she came to the Marquis' Mansion, she still had her grandfather protecting her.

It is inevitable that people will be moved by the scene. Comparing it with the most tragic life, Yan Yunshu thought that if it was the most painful life, she could see it clearly as soon as possible and come to the Marquis' Mansion.

How could he have suffered so much inhuman torture?

Even my maternal grandfather's family was implicated and brutally killed!

Thinking of this, Yan Yunshu frowned.

The hands kept tightening.

Until a familiar fragrance hit my face.

Her mother's hand touched her face, "Shu'er."

Yan Yunshu suddenly pulled herself away from her memories.

She looked at her mother. Seeing Yan Yunshu's grief-stricken and complicated expression, which was totally inconsistent with her age, Wen was shocked.

She held Yan Yunshu's cheek.

"Shu'er, tell mother, what happened?"

Yan Yunshu looked around and found that she and her mother were the only ones left in the attic.

Mrs. Wen saw Yan Yunshu's confusion and said, "This time, we've come to stay temporarily at the Marquis' Mansion. Naturally, there are many things to deal with there. Aunt and grandmother have gone to take care of the household chores and will be back soon. Your brother is still busy with his studies, so he just went to the Imperial Academy with your cousins."

"Um,"

Yan Yunshu nodded.

Wen continued to ask, "What happened to Shu'er?"

Yan Yunshu looked at Wen's gentle expression, and the anger she had just felt while immersed in memories had completely dissipated.

It is impossible to tell everything.

Even if I were to talk freely under the guise of a dream, it would be impossible.

She really didn't want to ruin the beauty of this life with that heart-wrenching tragedy.

There was a slightly aggrieved smile on the corner of her mouth.

Said to Wen.

"Mother, Shu'er just feels that this is so good now, it's really so good."

As she spoke, two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

It fell on Wen's hands that were holding her cheeks.

Mrs. Wen took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped away Yan Yunshu's tears.

There were also tears in her eyes, and her face was full of pity.

"It's all mother's fault for not always being by Shu'er's side. From now on, mother will never let Shu'er suffer any grievances again, and will never let her shed so many tears again."

As she spoke, Wen held Yan Yunshu in her arms.

Yan Yunshu leaned in Wen's warm arms, listening to Wen say "I couldn't always be with Shu'er".

Thinking about the past years, she missed her mother day and night who was unable to be with her.

All the grievances came flooding towards her again.

She choked up, venting her emotions silently yet happily.

Mrs. Wen felt the little person in her arms trembling violently, and her heart ached even more.

She kept stroking Yan Yunshu's back.

Tears fell.

On her first day at the Marquis' Mansion, Yan Yunshu spent time in the attic where she often stayed in her previous life.

Later it was dusk.

Her grandfather and uncle returned to the mansion in the golden sunset.

Before dinner.

Yan Yunshu learned about the progress of today's events from the conversation among the adults.

Both the witnesses and the physical evidence were found in Zhu's mansion.

The letter, one of the physical evidence, was now being spoken out from my grandfather's mouth, word by word, with heavy voice.

"Anyone who wears this luminous gold hairpin will die."

A gold hairpin pattern is attached below.