After Su Zicong heard this, he immediately denied it excitedly, "No way, absolutely impossible. I have never written any love poems to this maid. This must be a frame-up." His right hand was useless, so he could only point at Su Yueming with his left hand and curse.
He said, "You little bitch, you try all kinds of shameful means to harm me, but I won't let you succeed! Father, father... you must not believe her words, I am your only one."
My son."
Xuanyuan Qilin unfolded the letter and said, "As for whether it is Su Zicong's handwriting, I have to ask the old lady and Prime Minister Su to identify it themselves."
"Bring up the second young master's usual calligraphy treasures." Su Buqing frowned, and his sharp eyes forgot to glance at Su Zicong, who shivered.
Su Yueming knew very well that it was a common thing for a maid to die in a mansion, and no one would really pursue it, so she chose today to reveal Liu Piao'er's death, so his father would have to investigate.
After a while, someone brought Su Zicong's daily calligraphy treasures over. Su Buqing immediately ordered someone to find the words on the poems in these calligraphy treasures, took scissors and cut them off one by one, and posted them correspondingly under the love poems in order.
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This work will take some time to complete. The whole room is quiet, and everyone's eyes are focused on the hands of the slave who is looking for words.
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A simple bundle was placed on the bed. Compared with the excitement at the old lady's birthday party, the dyeing garden seemed particularly deserted.
Oriole stepped forward and opened the bundle. Inside there were only a pair of embroidered shoes, a pair of clothes made of rough fabric, and a few taels of fine silver.
Su Qingmo sat weakly on the ground, staring blankly at all the dowry she received from her "marriage".
Is this her fate?
She once dreamed of marrying the Fourth Prince Xuanyuan Qiyu. Even if the wedding was not as good as Su Baixi's, she would at least have a grand wedding. But now -
She just saw it in the back garden. She peeked at Xuanyuan Qiyu, but Xuanyuan Qiyu only had the eldest sister in her eyes.
And she was about to be married to a man she had never met, yet she was married so quietly that no publicity was allowed, and she was given away quietly, for fear that others would find out.
When she leaves the house, she will soon be forgotten by the people here. No one will think of her Su Qingmo again, and no one will pity her for the humiliation and torture she suffered.
She is not willing to give in, she is really not willing to give in!
The second aunt sat aside, clenching her fists and saying nothing. Her eyes, which had always been weak, were full of unwillingness and hatred!
Oriole murmured, "Is this how they treat the second young lady? This is too shabby. How can you say that the second young lady is also the prime minister's biological daughter?"
"A broken body is of no use to the prime minister's house, so what good future can we expect!" The second aunt picked up the "dowry" on the bed, threw it to the ground, and said angrily.
"What about the eldest lady? Why don't you say something to the second lady?" Oriole carefully glanced at Su Qingmo who was sitting on the ground. Her expression looked too calm, so calm that it was scary.
After hearing this, the second aunt snorted coldly and said, "She was the one who caused the second young lady to end up in this situation. She wanted us to be driven away quickly, so how could she speak for us? I'm afraid not only did she not speak, but she also added insult to injury.
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The second aunt turned to Su Qingmo and complained, "I said before, ask the third lady for help and ask her to find a way for you, but you refused and said that you would never rely on Su Yueming who came from the country. How about now?
Who can give you advice? You have done everything for the eldest lady. What about her? Now she is enjoying the old lady’s birthday banquet and has forgotten you for a long time. I heard that the fourth prince also
I am obsessed with her. I think the family you married into is probably not a good family, otherwise the dowry would be so shabby that it would be worse than a girl. When you leave, I will be completely alone. We have no hope.