Chapter 65 Their Shen family is saved!
Shen Linchuan was curious and quickly pulled the thing out of the base.
It turned out to be an envelope with a blank cover and no name on it.
He opened the envelope and took out the letter inside. The red handwriting before his eyes was clearly a suicide note written in his father's blood.
After reading the contents of the suicide note, Shen Linchuan fell to the ground in shock.
He tightly grasped the suicide note in his hand, his mind going blank.
It took him a long time to react. He hurriedly put away the suicide note, then came to Tongyuan with his father's spirit tablet.
Mrs. Shen had just taken a sip of tea when she was startled by the sound of the door being pushed open.
Seeing her son in such a mess, she stood up hastily and asked, "Chuan'er, what happened to you?"
Shen Linchuan held the spirit tablet in his hand and asked, "Mother, who chose this spirit tablet for father?"
Old Madam Shen looked at the spirit tablet in his hand and couldn't help recalling the sad things in the past.
She took the spirit tablet, sat down, gently stroked the name on the tablet and said, "This was chosen by your father himself."
Shen Linchuan was shocked: "Did my father choose it himself?"
Madam Shen sighed, "Before the accident, I don't know if he had a premonition and left an empty spirit tablet for me.
He also said that if anything happened to him, this could be used as his spirit tablet.
I scolded him at that time, but I never expected that his words would come true."
As she spoke, the old lady couldn't help but burst into tears.
Shen Linchuan got the confirmation, and his heart was filled with waves.
He touched the suicide note hidden in his arms, and a flame ignited in his dead eyes.
Perhaps, this was the way out given to him by his father.
Their Shen family is saved!
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Cheng Enbo Mansion.
Inside Minghua Hall, there was the sound of teacups breaking. Song Mingzhu lay in Zhou's arms, crying, "Mother, what should I do?"
Zhou patted her shoulder with heartache, and a hint of hatred flashed in her eyes.
She gritted her teeth and said, "We really underestimated Song Shiwei."
Her daughter was kicked out of the banquet at the Marquis' Mansion and became a laughing stock in the eyes of others, while Song Shiwei became a sensation and was rewarded by His Majesty.
Even her husband took this opportunity to hold a banquet for Song Shiwei.
Doesn't this hurt the mother and daughter's hearts?
Song Mingzhu said: "My marriage was ruined by her, and now even my father is going to be snatched away by her. I'd rather die."
She pretended to seek death.
Zhou hurriedly pulled her, held her in her arms and comforted her, "Mingzhu, don't worry, I will never let Song Shiwei step on your head.
Isn't your father going to hold a party for her? Then I will make her lose her reputation in front of everyone!"
She really hated Song Shiwei and couldn't bear to see her being better than her own daughter.
Xu Miaoshu's daughter should have rotted in the mud like her.
She will absolutely, absolutely not let Song Shiwei go!
That night, at the Shen family.
Song Shiwei was somewhat surprised when she received the letter from the Cheng'en Marquis' Mansion.
After reading it, she threw the letter on the table.
Jingque asked, "What does Cheng Enbo mean by this?"
Song Shiwei sneered, showing disdain: "What else can it mean?
I made such a splash at the Marquis's banquet that it alarmed His Majesty. It brought honor to the Marquis's mansion, so naturally my father had to hold a grand banquet to celebrate."
Jingque was speechless for a long while. Since she followed Song Shiwei, she has seen too much ugliness in human nature, including the Shen family and the Cheng'en Marquis' Mansion.
When their young lady was unknown, everyone could come and step on her, but now that she is so famous, everyone is sticking to her.
Jingque asked her, "Then Miss, are you going back?"
"Of course I will go. After all, it is a token of my father's love."
Song Shiwei smiled. Thinking that she still owed Xiao Jingheng a purse, she picked up the needle and thread and started sewing. She was still embroidering the dandelions that Xiao Jingheng liked.
She was doing needlework under the lamp, looking up from time to time to check the time outside.
It’s already this late, I guess Jamel Xiao won’t come.
Realizing that she was thinking about him, Song Shiwei frowned and quickly shook her head to dispel the thoughts.
At this time, Xiao Jingheng was in Emperor Hui's bedroom.
Emperor Hui was lying on the bed, looking rather grim, and there was a lingering smell of medicine in the room.
During the day, the father and son had an argument in the imperial study, and Emperor Hui became ill due to anger.
Xiao Jingheng didn't want to come at first, but when he thought of Song Shiwei's words to persuade him to bow his head, he still came to the palace.
After guarding the bed for a while, Emperor Hui slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing the person in front of him, he thought he was dreaming. He laughed at himself and said, "You can only come to see me in your dreams."
Xiao Jingheng frowned when he heard this. He said, "In your father's mind, am I such a cold-blooded and heartless person?"
Emperor Hui was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was not a dream.
He looked at Xiao Jingheng's stinky face and snorted, "It's not that he is cold-blooded but cruel. He hasn't come back to see me for ten years."
"Does my son dare to come back?"
As he spoke, he took off his coat, revealing the crisscrossing scars on his back, and said, "These are not left by your son killing enemies on the battlefield, but are the masterpieces of your queen and prince."
Emperor Hui looked at the wounds on his back and was shocked. He sat up hastily, reached out and touched the scars, and his eyes were wet: "It is my father who is sorry for you.
I thought sending you away would save you from being poisoned, but..."
He burst into tears, feeling regretful and blaming himself.
Xiao Jingheng put on his clothes, looked at him crying and said, "I thought you didn't believe what I said."
Emperor Hui said: "I am not stupid, how could I not know that the Queen cannot tolerate you.
But she has always been secretive in her actions, and I can't find any evidence against her, and I can't punish her."
Xiao Jingheng looked solemn and said, "Father, do you know how much effort she put in to stop me from returning to the capital? If it were just a little bit, you would never see me again."
Emperor Hui was somewhat frightened when he heard this, and he looked at his son with eyes full of heartache.
Xiao Jingheng continued: "In fact, I had already rushed back a year ago, but someone in the army leaked my whereabouts, and I was attacked on the way.
The killers' moves were deadly and their weapons were coated with poison.
All the people I brought with me died in their hands, and even I was thrown off a cliff by them."
He asked Emperor Hui: "Do you know how I survived?"
He laughed at himself and said: "I fell into the valley and floated along with the cold river water.
The venom was flowing through my body, the wounds were festering and I really thought I was going to die.
Fortunately, I was lucky enough to be rescued and I recovered after being nursed for half a year.
At that time, I was thinking, why not just let Xiao Jingheng die, and I would just hide my identity and be an ordinary person.
But no, I can't be so selfish. I still have grievances to redress and revenge to take, I have to come back.
Come back and let you know what happened to your son outside? "