After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

"Your well-educated daughter actually attacked me now," he said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on Li's dark face, without any affection or regret in his eyes.

Let Zhou die, she has to die

Zhou came from Ziyue, and there were purple moon flowers growing in her hometown. Zhou gave them sachets, which is true, but when did the purple moon flowers grow in the mansion?

Yu Qingli used this trick to drag King Yan into the fight. Unexpectedly, King Yan also cooperated with Yu Qingli and said that Bai Linghua was Zi Yue.

Yu Zhengsha was almost forced into a corner. With the prince as his idol, how could he say that it was not true?

My daughter, I brought the prince to the mansion, but I didn't expect to help you.

Yu Zhengsha understood better than anyone else and believed that it was Zhou who killed the eldest lady, but secretly, his daughter had given her a big blow. Moreover, his daughter must have known some of his secrets, and Li would definitely tell her, he would.

"Haha." Yu Zhengsha laughed sinisterly, looking at Li's face, and murmured viciously: "What do you think I should do? In this life, even the emperor can't threaten me. Our daughter has such courage..."

Yu Zhengsha started as a small guard in the palace and rose to the position of the first-rank minister and prime minister today. He has his own intelligence and talent. Who can stop his way to success?

Yu Qingli, that won't work either.

Li was placed in the coffin at noon today, and her family will be buried after seven days of vigil.

However, the eldest daughter of the Yu family fell into a coma that day and did not wake up for two days. This made the servants very anxious. They believed that Zhou had poisoned her and wanted to murder the eldest lady and the eldest daughter. Moreover, the eldest daughter had the same symptoms as the eldest lady after the poisoning. She might not live long.

At this moment, everyone felt sympathy for the eldest lady and despised Zhou.

The person who was most calm about Yu Qingli's coma was probably Yu Zhengsha. He stayed in front of the eldest lady's spirit tablet until the next day before coming out. When he came out, his face was pale, and his eyes were red and swollen with bloodshot. When the servants saw this, they admired the master's love for his wife even more.

"Master, Master!" A servant came running towards them in panic from afar.

"What's the matter?" Yu Zhengsha frowned, his eyes suddenly filled with anger.

The servant stopped in his tracks, a little timid, but because the matter was urgent, he had to say, "The eldest lady has disappeared."

Yu Zhengsha raised his thick eyebrows, his eyes full of thought.

Shao Qing said, "Yeah." He nodded lightly and turned to walk towards the study.

Her expression was so calm that there was no trace of surprise. The servant was stunned on the spot. In his heart, he was thinking, is this still his biological daughter? Why is the master not panicking at all? But thinking about it, the master is still immersed in the pain of the death of the first lady, and may not be able to take care of the eldest daughter.

Yu Qingli felt as if she had fallen into a scorching furnace. Her mouth was dry and her skin was about to be burned off. The heat seemed to melt her internal organs.

"Hmm" she moaned in discomfort, and the breath she exhaled seemed to be burning her skin.

A man in a green shirt stood by the bed, his thick, dark eyebrows slanting down to his temples, his nose straight and handsome, and his lips as thin as a knife. His eyes, like black slate, gazed at the woman on the bed with a playful smile. His dark hair flowed freely, and he clasped his hands behind his back, his index finger gently tapping the back of his hand. He exuded a lazy yet powerful aura.

The woman on the bed had a ruddy complexion, a fever that resembled the visual stimulation of a finger in a flame, a translucent red. Her clothes were disheveled, revealing her round shoulders and skin as white and tender as jade.

The man suddenly laughed, like a shooting star across the boundless sky, instantly attracting all attention.

He slowly untied his belt, and his outer robe slid down like a waterfall.

"You're welcome, my king."