Killing someone to kill his heart...

Chu Xianxian closed her eyes, raised her head and drank the wine in her glass.

The poison soon broke out, and her internal organs seemed to be shattered, and blood was pouring out of her mouth uncontrollably.

When she fell to the ground, she saw her father's crying with guilt and collapse.

At this moment, she didn't think about the glory and wealth, the honorable status, and whether she would become a joke among the people after her death and would lose face.

But she really wanted to know, if it were her two brothers who died at this moment, would her father's crying be more sincere?

...

When Chu Shanlin left Zichen Palace, the wind and snow became heavier.

He lost his soul and walked stumbled in the cold wind, even forgot to hold on to the umbrella, allowing the cold wind and snow to blow across his cheeks.

When the carriage carried him back to the Chu Mansion, his foot slipped and fell directly from the carriage.

He fell into a bruised nose and a swollen face.

The servant hurriedly carried him into the house, asked the doctor and boiled medicine, and was so busy that he kept walking.

But when the door was closed and he was alone, a burst of crying burst into the room—

Mrs. Chu, his concubines, and his sons and daughters-in-law who had not yet walked away looked at each other: But after falling down, why did you feel so uncomfortable?
Chapter completed!