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Shen Shaotang did not respond to Song Qingqiu, but slowly turned sideways to look at Yang Jiaoyue.

Yang Jiaoyue was also staring at her coldly. The relationship between mother and daughter has never been close.

Yang Jiaoyue's heart and eyes are filled with only her son, and her attitude towards her daughter and son is completely different.

At this moment, Yang Jiaoyue was thinking that if Shen Shaotang had given her away, she might as well have let her burn to death in the mourning hall last night.

Shen Shaotang's mind kept appearing of his father's kind face in the past.

Although I haven't met Shen Shaoyu many times, we are related by blood, and the feeling is subtle.

Shen Shaozhe is her biological brother, but he never takes them seriously.

Her father couldn't just die like this. Her mother had done so many evil things, and she didn't want to live with the condemnation of her conscience all her life.

She believed that Song Qingqiu would not say anything nonsense. Since the entire Prime Minister's Mansion had to be buried with him, it would be better for them all to die clearly.

Thinking of this, Shen Shaotang slowly knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Jiaoyue.

"I am an unfilial daughter and I have let my mother down. I will die to atone for my sins."

Yang Jiaoyue's pupils shrank, and she immediately understood what she meant. She stood up from her chair angrily, pointing at Shen Shaotang and cursing, "You bastard, I should have protected you, but I didn't expect to protect such an ungrateful person."

Song Qingqiu's eyes flashed slightly. It seemed that Shen Shaotang knew something.

In this space at this moment.

Yuan Junyao asked doubtfully, "What is Shen Shaotang going to do?"

Shen Shaoyu hugged her and said thoughtfully, "She was sent away by Yang Jiaoyue last night. After she sent Shen Wenyu back, she was probably going back to the mourning hall, so Yang Jiaoyue had someone knock her out."

"So she's going to tell the truth now?" Yuan Junyao said in surprise, "But Yang Jiaoyue is her biological mother."

Shen Shaoyu pursed his lips and said, "Shen Wenyu is also her biological father. If it weren't for you, Shen Wenyu would have been burned to death."

Fortunately, he and Shen Wenyu were both fine. The only thing that was burned was the body of Old Madam Shen.

Although Yang did not commit many evil deeds in her life, she did do something immoral by separating her son and daughter-in-law. Now she died with her eyes open and her body was dismembered. Her end was very miserable.

outside space.

Shen Shaotang was still kneeling on the ground.

"I am your daughter, but I am also your father's daughter. I don't want to live with guilt for the rest of my life. I can't let my father down, but I also can't let you down either. So I will die to atone for my sin."

Yang Jiaoyue stared at her with a dark face, almost gritting her teeth in hatred.

The fire left no evidence, and she didn't expect that the only flaw would be her own daughter.

Song Qingqiu stared at Shen Shaotang, and because Shen Shaotang had her back to him, he could only see her back.

She knelt in the sun, her graceful but thin figure like a strong and upright orchid.

"Sister, what are you talking about?"

Shen Shaorou was very frightened. She knew nothing and felt like she was shrouded in a fog.

Shen Shaozhe already knew that the fire was planned by Yang Jiaoyue. He thought of last night when Yang Jiaoyue had someone send him back to rest.

Shen Shaotang's coma caused by traditional Chinese medicine was probably her doing, and now, Shen Shaotang wants to expose Yang Jiaoyue.

The entire Prime Minister's Mansion was completely destroyed. The dead were dead, and there was nothing left for those who were still alive to live for.

After Shen Shaotang kowtowed to his mother, he straightened his back, knelt down and turned to face Song Qingqiu.

She closed her eyes, as if trying to convince herself, or as if she had let it go, but two lines of tears slid down uncontrollably, and her whole body felt like it was about to break, but she was very strong. That feeling of loneliness and brokenness made people feel very distressed.

A stone fell into Song Qingqiu's calm heart, causing ripples.

"This servant is suing the mistress of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Madam Yang, for plotting to murder the Prime Minister's eldest son and burning the Prime Minister to death as a result."

After she finished speaking word by word, she knelt on the ground, as if she had lost all her strength.

Yang Jiaoyue was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She gasped for breath, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight into the arms of her servant.

In fact, her health had been poor since she vomited blood due to Shen Shaozhe's anger last time. This time, she was so angry with Shen Shaotang that her blood rushed up again.

The doctor told her not to get angry or excited anymore, otherwise it would harm her health.

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

Shen Shaozhe and Shen Shaorou screamed and stepped forward, both of them were terrified.

The nanny hugged Yang Jiaoyue and said with a sob, "Madam, are you okay? The doctor told you last time that you should not get angry again. What should I do now?"

Yang Jiaoyue was already unconscious, with blood at the corner of her mouth.

Shen Shaozhe couldn't help but tremble.

Yang Jiaoyue vomited blood last time because of him, so is this the root of the disease he left behind?

Shen Shaotang didn't dare to look up, let alone look back. She just lay on the ground and told him what happened last night.

Song Qingqiu's expression was serious. He put aside all other thoughts and asked, "Who was the maid who told you not to go to the mourning hall last night? Did you see the person who knocked you unconscious?"

As soon as this question was asked, a maid standing next to Yang Jiaoyue couldn't help but tremble.

She saw the fate of Chuntao, Fenhe, and the housekeeper.

She didn't expect that she would get into trouble just by passing on a message.

The worst thing is that she knew all of Yang Jiaoyue’s plans, and it was she who got the paper money and incense containing the drug.

Shen Shaotang said truthfully: "She is my mother's maid, her name is Jiuhua."

"I didn't see the person who knocked me out, but I remember that one of the people guarding outside the mourning hall last night was named Li Quan, and I don't know the other one."

She would remember Li Quan because Li Quan used to be a scoundrel in the Prime Minister's Mansion and was always bullied by other servants in the Mansion.

Once when the toilets for Haitang Pavilion were delivered, several of them were broken. Upon asking, we found out that he had fallen on the toilets when he was beaten and broke them.

Last night she glanced casually and saw Li Quan, but she didn't take it seriously at the time.

Song Qingqiu immediately ordered, "Come here, bring Li Quan and Jiuhua up."

Jiuhua instantly collapsed to the ground and said in panic: "Madam, save me, Madam..."

Yang Jiaoyue was already unconscious at this moment, so there was no time to save her.

The nanny beside Yang Jiaoyue glared at her coldly, her eyes full of warning.

Jiuhua felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him, and fell silent instantly.

Two officers from the Dali Temple stepped forward and took Jiuhua away directly.

Jiuhua stared at Shen Shaotang with resentment, but could only be left in front of Song Qingqiu.

Song Qingqiu didn't look at her, but just said, "Miss Shen, you can get up now."

Shen Shaotang was still kneeling on the ground, unwilling to get up for a long time.

Song Qingqiu frowned and stared at her in silence. His eyes and brows unconsciously turned cold, and even the air around him became a little colder.