"What did you say? Su Ziyin is dead?" A roar came from the hall. Yuan Wenxuan couldn't believe it. That woman who was one against a hundred died like this. He wouldn't believe anything he said.
"Your Majesty, calm down, calm down! According to reports from the front, they all say that General Su is dead and has been laid to rest!" A young eunuch answered tremblingly, fearing that he might accidentally go down to accompany Su Ziyin.
Yuan Wenxuan sat down on the ground and looked into the air, feeling sour in his heart. She should not have been allowed to eliminate Qinghe's rebels in the first place, but now, there is a separation between yin and yang.
"Impossible, how could it be possible! I don't believe it!" Yuan Wenxuan couldn't believe it, but he couldn't take away the fact that Su Yin was really dead.
"Your Majesty, you have to take care of yourself. General Su's spirit in heaven doesn't want to see you die!" The little eunuch comforted him kindly, but who knew that Yuan Wenxuan kicked the little eunuch over.
"Get out, get out, get out of here!" Yuan Wenxuan yelled, and the little eunuch got out of the house in a flash, not daring to stay any longer.
"I was planning to wait for you to come back and marry you, but you risked your life to escape! What a Su Ziyin!" Yuan Wenxuan said with tears in his eyes.
The Su Mansion was peaceful, except that Su Shizong was still in a daze when the news came. He didn't practice in vain or light incense and candles, just as if he didn't exist.
The eldest princess felt happy. Looking at her two sons, a trace of pride flashed in her eyes. She did not send anyone to get rid of this trouble, but the rebels of Qinghe Sect helped her.
"How could it be? It shouldn't be..." Su Shizong has not yet recovered. He finally had a son who could inherit his family business, but it turned out like this. Which of his incompetent sons can do what Su Ziyin did?
Like this.
"Master, people cannot be resurrected after death, please forgive me and accept the change!" The eldest princess came to Su Shizong's side and patted his back gently, but that was not what she thought in her heart, a good death!
"Get out!" Su Shizong had to take his time. The son he had hoped for suddenly disappeared. If he had been able to hold military power, he could be said to have moved forward to rule the country, which was unprecedented in history.
Su Shizong was endlessly disappointed. Each of his two sons in Qingzhou was ineffective. These two in the capital were very naughty and ineffective. Only this one had some hope. It was fate!
"What?" Song Lan fainted as soon as he heard the news that his daughter was dead, but Han Bilie, who came to report the news, caught Song Lan and helped him to a chair.
"Madam, please rest assured that the leader of the church did not really die, but please ask madam to organize a funeral for her!" Han Bilie conveyed Su Ziyin's meaning.
Song Lan regained her composure and said, "It scared me to death. As long as it's okay, it's okay!" She patted her chest and finally felt relieved, "Then you were poisoned? Are you okay? When will you come back?"
Song Lan was very worried about her daughter. She had never been away from her since she was a child. How could she not be worried when she went out so far this time? Han Bilie couldn't answer, because Su Ziyin didn't mention it and just asked him to tell him that he was fine and not to worry about his mother.
And if you hold a funeral, you can hide it from everyone.
"The leader didn't say this, and the subordinates don't know!" After hearing this, Song Lan felt full of disappointment.