Su Qingyu was curious: "Princess An came to the eldest princess's mansion?"
"She left not long ago before you came."
Huo Jiao's eyes were full of disgust: "She is so proud! How dare you come to ask my mother to save Pingchang Hou! I don't know what to say!"
Su Qingyu was even more puzzled: "Can't Prince An be saved? Why did he get in front of the eldest princess?"
Huo Jiao put her hands on her hips: "Not only did she come to beg for help, but she was so proud! She said that back then, my mother was able to rescue Brother Seventh from the anger of the emperor's uncle, and now she can definitely use the same method to rescue Pingchang. Hou rescued him."
"In my opinion, this kind of idea is not something that Princess An can think of. So we guessed that Concubine Hui and Prince An must have encouraged her to come, and my mother was so angry."
"If you ask me, the Marquis of Pingchang has done many evil things and should have been punished long ago..."
Huo Jiao started talking endlessly, fearing that she would say something embarrassing to Su Qingyu again, so Lu Yuncheng interrupted her with a cough.
Huo Jiao then remembered that the bastard behind Pingchang was not only Su Qingxue's father, but also Su Qingyu's father.
Su Qingyu's expression was calm and she said sincerely: "Eldest Princess, there is no need to be in trouble because of me. After all, I don't really want to save him..."
Lu Yuncheng lowered his eyes inadvertently to cover up the complicated emotions in his eyes.
As she said it herself, Pingchang Hou's fate today was all her own fault.
What did she know that made her not even care about the relationship between father and daughter and let the Marquis of Pingchang die?
"The eldest princess may not know that my mother's death is closely related to Pingchang Hou. Even my marriage to Princess An was deliberately planned by him. All he did was to preserve his Qingyun Road."
When the eldest princess heard this, her heart ached: "Poor child, you have suffered so much..."
After coming out of the eldest princess's mansion, Lu Yun drove Su Qingyu to the gate of Pingchang Hou's mansion in a carriage.
"Aunt Qin's condition is quite troublesome and it may take a lot of time. Your Majesty, please go back first."
Lu Yuncheng did not refute, and told her that Mingyue would pick her up.
Su Qingyu entered the Hou Mansion unimpeded as Lu Yuncheng said.
The scenery and layout of the Pingchang Marquis Mansion inside the gate seem to be the same as before, but everywhere reveals a sense of depression that is about to decline.
"Princess Ling, madam, please go see her."
As soon as Kankan walked through the front yard and came to the backyard, the grandma beside Mrs. Liu came to invite her.
Su Qingyu followed her all the way to Liu's yard.
The yard that was usually filled with the fragrance of flowers was now filled with the smell of various medicinal herbs, bitter and unpleasant.
Seeing Su Qingyu frowning in discomfort, Mammy glared at her hatefully: "Ever since the day Princess Ling returned to Ning, madam, she started to feel unwell. In less than a day, she couldn't even get out of bed. Until now. All I can do is lie in bed and take care of myself."
When he opened the door, the smell of medicine inside became even stronger. Just by passing her nose a little, Su Qingyu could tell from the mixed smell of these medicines that Liu's disease had not been under control.
"Mommy is right! Princess An also came back with me that day. Could it be that she suppressed my wife and caused her serious illness?"
Mammy glared at her bitterly and closed the door behind her when she went out.
Mrs. Liu on the bed almost sat up in shock, pointed at Su Qingyu and cursed feebly: "You little bitch, what are you talking about?"
"The person who defeated me is obviously you, the disaster star, how could it be my Xue'er?"
"According to what Madam said, I am a disaster. However, I only stayed for a while in Guining, and you became so sick. If you call me here again today, are you trying to kill yourself?"
Su Qingyu waved her hand in front of her nose in disgust, as if to dispel the medicinal smell, so she opened the incense burner and looked inside.
Just raising her eyes, she saw the overwhelming anger in Mrs. Liu's eyes, but she was suppressed again: "Su Qingyu, you bastard!"
"I won't argue with you today. Let me ask you, after your father was grounded, did you find a way to save him?"
Su Qingyu spread her hands: "I'm just a loser with nothing. How can I save my father? With the dowry you owe me but haven't paid back yet? Or with my reputation as a 'disaster' that is widely publicized?"
Mrs. Liu suddenly discovered that since she got married, Su Qingyu had been saying irritating words one after another, but she couldn't get angry and drive him away just yet.
"Xue'er has already gone to the eldest princess to beg her, but she and the eldest princess are not close, so she did not agree to save your father. But you are different. I heard that you have been going to the eldest princess's house to attend to the illness recently. The eldest princess is seriously ill. Healing calls you 'Lucky Star' everywhere, which shows that she treats you differently."
"In addition, the eldest princess has always been partial to Prince Ling. She will definitely find a way to do what you say."
Su Qingyu only felt that the brain circuits of this family were surprisingly consistent. They all shamelessly exploited people until the end, and then kicked them away.
"Even if I want to save him, there is nothing I can do." Su Qingyu raised her hand and touched her face: "You don't want me to use this ugly look to convince Prince Ling to beg the eldest princess, right?"
When Mrs. Liu heard that Su Qingyu didn't mean to refuse, she said anxiously: "This is easy to handle. As long as you can let Prince Ling go to the eldest princess, I can cure the dark spots on your face."
Su Qingyu narrowed her eyes: "Oh? How do you plan to treat it, madam?"
Ms. Liu's head was so dizzy that she couldn't even think clearly: "It's simple, as long as you handle the matter well, I will give you the antidote."
As soon as the words came out, Ms. Liu woke up a little from her shock.
"The dark spots on my body and face are indeed poisoned by you." Su Qingyu's suddenly cold tone stunned Ms. Liu on the spot.
This tone, this aura, this look that was so cold and murderous, was this really the Su Qingyu who had been imprisoned by him for five years, and who was submissive and did not dare to resist?
In Mrs. Liu's mind, a tight string seemed to be broken: "Are you...are you Su Qingyu?"
Su Qingyu smiled strangely and said: "Madam, do you want me to be Su Qingyu, or do you not want me to be Su Qingyu?"
Mrs. Liu looked carefully and again, but she couldn't see clearly. Even the outline of Su Qingyu's face began to appear blurred.
Gradually, this face gradually overlapped with the face in her memory, and Mrs. Liu suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
"You, are you Su Qingyu or Hua Shu?!"
Su Qingyu raised her hand and moved the lid of the incense burner, and the aroma inside gradually became stronger.
"Of course I am Hua Shu."
Mrs. Liu's cloudy eyes widened, full of fear and disbelief.
"Impossible! You, aren't you dead? Yes! You are dead! I got the poison from the master, put it into the soup for you myself, and saw you drink it with my own eyes. You can't be alive ,impossible......"
