Wen San'er

Two days later, after San'er recovered a little, he returned to the Xuanfu Mission's mansion.But as soon as he arrived at the gate of the mansion, he saw the white flag hanging on the door, and San'er's heart beat non-stop.Walking through the front yard, seeing servants coming and going, trees and houses covered with white banners, and the servants and maids who are familiar with each other looking at him with strange eyes, San'er was completely dumbfounded No matter how you look at it, it's in the mansion that a master passed away.

Who will it be?San'er didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he grabbed Hongyu, a passing maid, and asked, "Sister Hongyu, what's going on in this mansion? Which master passed away?"

"Yes..." Hongyu couldn't help sympathizing with San'er's anxious look, and lamented in her heart the vicissitudes of the world, and her life is like an ant, "Third Madam."

When San'er heard these three words, he was stunned for a moment, yes, yes, Wu'er?He didn't realize that his eyes were instantly red.

"Why not?"

Hongyu's complexion changed suddenly, she looked embarrassed, she immediately threw away the sleeve that San'er was holding, turned her head and threw it away, leaving San'er alone in a daze.

Cheng Yu did it!This answer suddenly appeared in San'er's mind, but he was absolutely unwilling to believe that Cheng Yu would kill his sister, didn't he say that he would let her go.Impossible, impossible... San'er is in a bad mood right now, he doesn't know what to do, he needs Cheng Yu to give him an answer, tell him that Wu'er is just suffering from a sudden illness.

When San'er broke into Chengyu's study recklessly, Chengyu was sitting on a chair with his eyes downcast, silent, as if he was the one who died.

"How did Wu'er die?" San'er's eyes were red, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Cheng Yu was startled by this sentence, raised his head, and saw that he looked haggard, his lips were covered with dry skin, his eyes dodged, but his expression was aggrieved, he pursed his lips, and clenched his hands into fists.

"Speak up!" Seeing that he didn't answer, San'er yelled out directly, regardless of the courtesy of master and servant.

When Cheng Yu was yelled at by San'er, he became even more aggrieved and frightened, his thin body couldn't help shaking, and finally regained his composure, looking at the desk next to him.

San'er jumped to the table and picked up a piece of paper on it, which read:

Zhao Wen's husband, Zhao's Chengyu, because of his tepid personality and indecent conduct, has made this letter of divorce to divorce him. Afterwards, they will marry each other without any disputes.Fearing that there is no basis for the future, I voluntarily made this article as a photo.Contractor: Cheng Yu.

Not warm personality, indecent behavior.San'er's hand holding the letter of divorce couldn't help trembling, she was so sad that she couldn't help sneering and howling.

"That's, this, this, eight words, ho, it killed Wu'er."

San'er collapsed suddenly, knelt on his knees with a bang, put his head on the ground, and slammed his fists on the bluestone slab below him, making a muffled thumping sound, every sound wanted to hit Chengyu's nerves, he Along with San'er's bursting tears, his own tears also fell down in big blossoms.

Why did Wu'er die and who did he die? No one knows the reason better than Cheng Yu and San'er.Chengyu thought that if he continued to divorce his papers, Wu'er would be able to leave him and live the same life as before marrying him. However, he didn't know what it meant for Wu'er's reputation to divorce his wife in two months. The dynasty, just this one, is the ten heinous crimes that this girl can't wash away in her life.San'er sees it more simply, he and Chengyu first had an affair, no matter the reason, the result was so undeniable, and then Chengyu wrote a letter of divorce in order to fulfill his promise to him, forcing Wu'er suicide.This is two people hand in hand to force her to death. What's the difference between this and putting a knife on her neck?On his own hand, it seemed that he could see a bright red. He was the murderer, and he almost decided to base his happiness on the pain of his sister. How ironic!