The real daughter died tragically and was reborn, and the whole family cried and begged for forgiven

Zuliya: "You lunatic, what on earth are you going to do..."

"If you want to take revenge on me, why not just kill me?"

"Why are you so cruel——"

Li Qingluo: "Kill you? You've done so many evil things, how can I just kill you?"

"You killed Pei Twelve Mother, and before she died, you poisoned her with Maitreya poison, allowing her to dismember and bleed while she was still conscious."

"You abused Butterfly for years, using her as your medicine man, planting poison in her and using her blood to make poison."

"You didn't even spare your own relative, Ku Lianqiao. You faked her death and escaped by using the soul-swapping technique."

"Zuliya, you're not even worthy of being a human being!"

"How unfair would it be to let you die so quickly?"

"So, just bear with it!"

Li Qingluo didn't expect her to give him the antidote.

Given Zulia's vicious and cunning nature, there is no benefit in negotiating with her.

It would be better to let her taste the pain she has inflicted on others.

Seeing the despair on her face, Li Qingluo stepped back.

"Zuliya, this is what you deserve."

"Just wait for the poison to take effect!"

After Li Qingluo finished speaking, he looked at Shayi.

"Take her down before dark. Don't let her be hanged before the poison takes effect."

"Lock her up in a stone cell and hang her for three hours every day."

"If she takes effect prematurely, send a pigeon message to me and His Highness immediately."

Kill One: "Yes, girl!"

When Li Qingluo and Duan Rongshi turned around and walked down the cliff, they met Qingyangzi on the cliff.

He leaned against the cliff with a dazed look and a pale face.

"Jia'er...was she really killed by being dismembered and bled to death?"

"It was she, this vicious woman, who killed Jiaer!?"

Duan Rongshi had already learned the truth about this case from Pei Sanlang.

However, because Duan Rongshi had not yet resumed his position as the Minister of Dali Temple, and Pei San had surrendered and was transferred to Mobei, the case was not closed at the Dali Temple.

There is no doubt that the murderer is Zulia.

Duan Rongshi did not tell Qing Yangzi.

Now that he heard the truth, Qing Yangzi couldn't bear the blow and laughed wildly.

Then, he stumbled and held onto the cliff wall, ignoring the falling rocks under his feet and the danger of falling several times, and walked down the mountain in a daze.

Duan Rongshi shook his head.

"I owe him this."

If Duan Rongshi had not let Qing Yangzi take advantage of the situation and get entangled with Ku Lianqiao, Pei Shier Niang would not have been poisoned and fell down because of Ku Lianqiao's scheme.

Maybe, I can escape.

Li Qingluo gently took Duan Rongshi's hand and said, "Your Highness, perhaps this is fate."

"If Qing Yangzi had called off his engagement with Twelve Niang earlier, wouldn't this have happened?"

However, he could not tell Pan Li that Nan Jia had been accidentally reborn in Pan Li's body.

This is Nanjia’s secret.

It was also the beginning of her rebirth.

Thinking of Nan Jia, Li Qingluo sighed inwardly.

I have been busy all the time and don’t know how Nan Jia and Princess Nanping are doing recently?

Before she left, she had written a letter to the Princess's Mansion. In addition to asking about the Jiang family's affairs, she also asked about Princess Nanping.

It has been a long time since they last met, and Li Qingluo missed her quite a bit.

Li Qingluo and Duan Rongshi took the remaining three poison pills and quickly returned to Jinling City.

However, I can't go back to General Xiuli's Mansion directly in such a miserable state.

Li Qingluo followed him to Guiyuan and prepared to wash up first.

Seeing her standing in front of them alive, the mute slaves were dumbfounded.

Last time, wasn’t the girl killed mercilessly by His Highness?

This, this, is the girl coming back to life or is she faking her death?

Duan Rongshi: "What are you surrounding? Get out."

The mute slaves crowded up one by one, and this time no one wanted to obey.

Duan Rongshi's face darkened: "You guys don't want to listen to what I say?"

The mute slaves were timid and prepared to retreat, but Li Qingshi really couldn't bear it and reached out to stop them.

She gestured with her hands to explain, "The 'me' last time was actually fake. The me today is the real Li Qingluo."

"Your Highness, you didn't recognize the wrong person."

Although they didn't know what exactly happened, the mute slaves opened their eyes wide in surprise after hearing the explanation.

They rushed up and surrounded Li Qingluo, each of them gesturing with their hands, looking like everyone was talking at once, and Li Qingluo was dazzled.

Duan Rongshi reached out and pulled her back from the crowd.

Lean in his arms.

Without saying a word, he just narrowed his eyes and looked at the group of mute slaves.

The mute slaves covered their lips and laughed secretly, then quickly dispersed.

Li Qingluo couldn't help but smile: "They are all so cute. Your Highness, I like them very much."

When Li Qingluo looked up at Duan Rong, he expressed his love for the mute slaves.

Duan Rongshi: "What about this king?"

"Who do you like more, me or them?"

Li Qingluo was surprised: ...

How could he be so jealous?

Both of them were extremely tired and soon went back to their respective rooms.

Li Qingluo took a hot bath first, and then Que'er and Nanny Zheng came in to serve her and wring her hair dry.

Que'er looked unhappy.

Li Qingluo asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

Que'er: "Miss, that little guard named Zhuiyu beside His Royal Highness Prince Su is so annoying!"

"He said the slave girl's paint palette was spilled on her face!"

"The girl couldn't help but punch him..."

"Will he, will he take revenge on me later?"

Li Qingluo was very curious when he heard this: "Why is it a paint palette?"

Madam Zheng suppressed a laugh: "Isn't the palette the young lady uses for painting a riot of colours?"

After Que'er was injured, the bruises on her face have not completely disappeared yet.

Li Qingluo touched Que'er's face with heartache.

"Don't bother with him, just wait and see how I deal with him!"

Que'er pressed her face against Li Qingluo's palm and said with a resentful tone, "I knew that the young lady would make the decision for me."

Madam Zheng secretly shook her head. "Is this guard Zhui Yu missing a trick in his head?" She wondered which girl would be so blind as to fall for him. Tsk, what a nice guy with such a big mouth.

Li Qingluo came out of the room again neatly and swiftly, and happened to meet Zhuiyu.

Zhui Yu ran over happily and called her, "Girl."

Li Qingluo saw that one side of his eye socket was dark and couldn't help but let out a "hiss".

Que'er didn't hold back at all.

Look, Zhui Yu didn’t gain any advantage?

Li Qingluo couldn't help but look at her like a sparrow.

Que'er was still huffing and puffing her hands on her waist, staring at Zhuiyu.

Zhuiyu was a heartless man and had no intention of arguing with the little girl Que'er. Seeing her staring at him with a puzzled look on her face.

He thought they were even.

Who knew that Que'er still remembered it in his heart.

Nanny Zheng was having a hard time holding back her laughter.

Li Qingluo's scalp stiffened. How...how could she be so biased?

She had no choice but to skip over the matter and pretended to be ignorant before asking, "Zhuiyu, where is His Highness?"

Zhui Yu: "Oh, yes, young lady. I came here specifically to tell you that His Highness has already gone to the palace after washing up."

"His Highness said that he would bring gifts to visit the old lady at General Xiuli's residence in the evening. Miss, please save some food for His Highness."

Li Qingluo immediately understood what Duan Rongshi meant.

He couldn't wait any longer.

Going to visit grandma formally.

She blushed and agreed: "Okay, I understand."

After Li Qingluo and Que'er left, Zhuiyu hurriedly called out the mute slaves.

Then he announced joyfully, "Your Highness is about to have a big wedding. Let's open the storehouse and prepare the gifts!"

The entire Guiyuan Garden suddenly became noisy.

Everyone's face is filled with joy...

Duan Rongshi was wearing a red and black crown embroidered with a dragon pattern, holding a three-foot-long brocade box in his arms, and strode up the stairs towards the Zichen Hall.

When the chief eunuch Wang He saw him coming, he hurried forward and said, "Your Highness Prince Su, you are here."

"Didn't you just return this morning? Why are you in such a hurry to come to the palace to visit His Majesty?"

"It's just that His Majesty is still not fully awake and can't see anyone..."

Duan Rongshi grabbed Wang He and pulled him in front of him: "The prince can enter, but I can't?"

"Eunuch Wang, the kingdom has not yet changed hands. Are you too eager to acknowledge your master? Be careful not to lose an ear or an eye in the middle of the night. Otherwise, you won't even be able to keep your position as the chief eunuch."

His style made Wang He wary of him.

Wang He's expression changed. "You...but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is inside..."

"Even if you go in, what can you say to His Majesty?"

Duan Rongshi: "That's my business!"

After saying that, he pushed Wang He away, and Wang He stumbled and fell to the ground.

"you--"

Wang He was so angry that the young eunuchs beside him rushed over.

The imperial guards also held their swords, staring intently.

Leng Dian and two other guards immediately stepped forward and protected Duan Rongshi.

Wang He suppressed his anger and didn't get up yet.

The guards came over.

"His Majesty has asked His Royal Highness Prince Su to come to the audience."

"Your Highness Prince Su, please—"

Duan Rongshi glanced at Yang Qinwu.

He remembered this person and had some dealings with Luo'er.

Yang Qinwu nodded slightly, knowing that even if he did not step forward today, Wang He would not dare to stop Prince Su.

He was just being clever.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince has been helping to handle government affairs in front of the Emperor these days."

"Now, most of the imperial palace is in the hands of the Crown Prince and the Queen, mother and son."

"Please be careful in what you do."

Yang Qinwu said this in a low voice and then retreated.

Duan Rongshi walked into the hall.

A strong scent of sandalwood filled the air, even suppressing the smell of medicine.

He frowned tightly and saw that the prince and the queen were sitting in front of the curtain, carefully serving Emperor Yan who had just woken up.

Emperor Yan stretched out his skinny hand from the tent.

He raised it slightly and said, "Xiao Wu, come here."

Duan Rongshi walked straight forward.

"Your Highness greets His Majesty, His Majesty, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The Queen looked at him with a concerned smile on her face. "Xiaowu, you've been working hard these past few days. I heard you knelt outside the palace all night last night. You're so worried about your father's health. It's truly filial piety."

"Your Majesty, Xiaowu is deeply concerned about you. He has been working just as hard as Xuan'er these past few days."

"Although Xuan'er has been by his side day and night, barely closing his eyes, Xiaowu and the others are very filial."

"At least you're awake now, and they can all feel a little relieved now."

"Especially Xiaowu, who was just helped back home this morning and now comes to see you again. He must be extremely worried."

"Xiao Wu, why don't you come closer so your father can see you too."

The palace maid stepped forward and hung the curtain high.

Emperor Yan cast his cloudy gaze at Duan Rongshi.

When Emperor Yan saw the brocade box in his arms, his eyes paused.

"Xiaowu, what are you holding?"

Crown Prince Duan Rongxuan had already noticed what was in Duan Rongshi's hand.

He glanced at his mother inconspicuously, and Empress Gao's expression unconsciously revealed a bit of nervousness.

Duan Rongshi slowly opened the brocade box, and inside was an imperial edict that had been sealed for many years...

"Your son, I would like to ask your father for an imperial decree."