I am favored by the tyrant, so what if I am vicious?

"Also, this is a letter from a stranger. If I don't burn it, will it be kept as evidence for someone else to use against me? Qingying, I've shown you the greatest kindness by not killing you."

If Qingying wasn't still useful, she would have gotten rid of her long ago.

Such a fool caused trouble for her again and again.

She was afraid that others would be able to catch her.

The more Zhou Lingge thought about it, the sharper her eyes became. "You've committed another serious crime today. Qiao'er, have someone drag her away and give her twenty strokes of the cane."

After she said that, she turned and left, no longer paying any attention to Qingying.

Qingying's heart was chilled as she stared blankly at the letter that had been burned to ashes.

She clenched her fists tightly, looking at Zhou Lingge's departing back with jealousy in her eyes.

Zhou Lingge... How could she let down Mr. Han's love?

Mr. Han, such a handsome man, was only attracted by Zhou Lingge, but she was so cruel to let him down.

It's just a reply letter.

But she was unwilling to give it!

Not only did she let down Master Han, she was also forcing him to die.

Qiao'er had Qingying dragged away and personally supervised the execution, having Qingying beaten with twenty boards.

Qingying couldn't bear it and fainted.

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In the room filled with the smell of medicine, the originally elegant and gentle man was tortured by illness and looked emaciated and his breath was hanging by a thread.

Mrs. Han, dressed in silk and brocade, covered her lips with a handkerchief and sobbed softly.

The doctor who was taking the patient's pulse slowly shook his head and sighed.

"Hopeless……"

"There is no cure. Madam, please prepare for the young master's funeral."

Mrs. Han's eyes were filled with despair and pain. She shook her head, unwilling to accept the fact: "No, I don't believe it. My son was fine a few days ago, how could he suddenly become seriously ill?"

The doctor's eyes flickered as he patiently explained, "Young Master, this is a heart disease. At first, his emotions were too volatile, and he became anxious and fainted. Later, he was probably completely disheartened and lost all motivation to live, so he...couldn't hold on any longer."

"Madam, please give the order and prepare for the funeral at any time."

After the doctor finished speaking, he sighed and left with his medicine box.

The slaves who were kneeling on the floor in the room couldn't help sobbing and crying.

Mrs. Han was upset when she heard this and whispered, "Why are you crying? My son is still breathing... Get out, all of you, get out!"

Those slaves quickly retreated.

Mrs. Han looked at her son, who was weak and looked like he was about to die.

She felt heartbroken.

She risked her life and raised her son with great difficulty...but now he has become like this because of a woman.

Mrs. Han was annoyed and gnashed her teeth.

"All this is because of that little bitch Zhou Lingge."

Aunt Zhang was startled and quickly grabbed her sleeve: "Madam, please be careful with your words."

Now she has become Concubine Jia!

But it is not people like them who can slander and insult others at will.

Mrs. Han's face was filled with regret: "Beauty is a disaster. She is a seductive enchantress."

"If my son really dies because of him, I will never let her go. Even if it means losing everything in the Han family, I will make her be buried with my son."

Aunt Zhang was so frightened that her face turned pale, without a trace of blood.

"Madam, no."

Mrs. Han gritted her teeth and wiped the tears from her face with a handkerchief.

"It's been so long since I sent the letter, why haven't you replied yet?"

"I've already humbled myself, but she's still putting on airs?"

"If it weren't for my son, would I have humbled myself enough to write that letter to her? But she's so ungrateful... My son is almost dying for her, and yet she managed to climb onto His Majesty's throne and become the glorious Consort Jia."

"Ha...that's really good."

Mrs. Han was angry but couldn't vent it.

She couldn't help but yell.

Aunt Zhang was terrified. She quickly grabbed Madam Han's wrist and said, "Madam, please calm down. If these words get out, our Han family will be finished."

"She is now the favored Consort Jia... She is not someone we can slander and abuse at will."

"lady……"

Mrs. Han cried and fell to her knees. She crawled to the bed and held Han Mubai's hand tightly.

"Mu'er... Mommy begs you, please don't leave Mommy, okay?"

"Mother was really wrong. Mother shouldn't have stopped you from being with her. Please wake up, okay? As long as you open your eyes and wake up... whatever you want, mother will do her best to get it for you."

"If I had known earlier...if I had known you liked her so much, I would have agreed earlier and let you marry her. Even as your equal wife..."

Nanny Zhang knelt beside her and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Hey, co-wife?

I guess people don't think much of it.

I guess the eldest son wouldn't agree either.

The eldest son deeply loves the sixth daughter of the Zhou family, and he wants to be with her for the rest of her life.

But what can be done... fate plays tricks on him. Before the eldest son could convince his family to agree to his marriage to the sixth daughter of the Zhou family, the empress suddenly summoned the sixth daughter into the palace.

Once you enter the palace, you can never come back.

When the eldest son heard the news, his eyes almost popped out, he spit out blood and lost consciousness.

These days, I have been using some ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum to keep the eldest young master alive.

This heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine.

But the Sixth Miss is now Concubine Jia. How can she enter the palace to meet the eldest son, a foreigner?

This is simply a fantasy.

It's impossible no matter what...

The eldest son is doomed to die.

No matter how much Mrs. Han cried, she couldn't get any response from Han Mubai.

She cried her heart out... Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside.

"Oh, is the eldest master dying? Look, how sadly my sister is crying." A beautiful young woman took Han Yu's arm and walked into the house.

Han Yu frowned and looked at Madam Han: "The doctor is here, what did he say?"

Mrs. Han stopped crying and looked up with tearful eyes at the man and woman who entered the house.

Han Yu was her husband, and the young woman holding her husband's arm was her concubine Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji was Madam Han's niece. Although she was a concubine, she was a noble concubine... and she had been childhood sweethearts with Han Yu, for whom she had a deep bond. Therefore, over the years, Han Yu had favored his concubine over his wife, not taking her, his legal wife, seriously at all.

Even Old Lady Han sided with Zhao Ji.

Half of the power in the Han family's harem is now held by Zhao Ji.

The only thing Mrs. Han could count on was her son... She wanted her son to marry a famous lady from a wealthy and noble family, so that she could completely straighten the back of the Han family and crush Zhao Ji.

But she never imagined that her son would be obsessed with Zhou Lingge like a ghost.

That was why she was unwilling to accept Zhou Lingge, a concubine's daughter, as her daughter-in-law.

Zhao Ji looked at Han Yu's desperate and painful expression, and she felt relieved. "Could it be that the eldest master is really going to die?"

"Otherwise, why is my sister crying so sadly?"

"Oh...husband, should we prepare for the eldest son's funeral?"