The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Since the Prime Minister's wife had a falling out with him, they have been living separately.

She felt like the sky had fallen when she heard the news reported by the gatekeeper, and she rushed to Prime Minister Feng's place, even losing the hairpin in her hair.

When the Prime Minister's wife saw Lord Lin's guilty look, she knew that this matter was inextricably linked to Prime Minister Feng and Lord Lin.

Sobbing, she grabbed the prime minister's collar and angrily cursed, "You old bastard, why wasn't it you who died? You're always trying to harm others, and now look what's happened, you've brought trouble upon yourself."

"I told you long ago that Miss Su has great fortune and we shouldn't go against her, but you wouldn't believe me. You're the one who killed Yuanxi."

Prime Minister Feng clutched his chest, unable to bear the blow, and fainted.

Lord Lin was terrified by the murderous look in the Prime Minister's wife's eyes and quickly ran away.

Manager Chen walked into the courtyard with a tray on it, on which were two jugs of aged peach blossom wine.

Seeing the scene in the yard, they were so frightened that they dropped the plate on the ground.

"Prime Minister, what's wrong?"

The Prime Minister's wife said, "Don't worry, he won't die. The most important thing to do now is to retrieve Yuanxi's body."

The doorman brought Mo Xiaobei over.

"Madam Prime Minister, our young master said that it was too dark tonight and the people all saw wrong. Young Master Yuanxi did not jump into the Black River. He was just frightened and is recuperating in the backyard of Gu's Tea House."

The Prime Minister's wife was very surprised to hear this. Shunzi had seen Yuanxi jump into the river to save people with his own eyes. How could it be false?

Shunzi fainted from grief.

There is currently no one available for confrontation.

But the Crown Prince has always been a very reliable person, and it is precisely because of this that he was able to become a tool in the young emperor's hands and become the emperor's most trusted inspector.

The Prime Minister's wife chose to believe the heir apparent. She instructed, "Steward Chen, have someone take Shunzi back to his room, find a doctor to examine Shunzi, and also find a doctor for this old geezer."

Manager Chen was a bit confused, unsure whether the young master was alright.

The lady called the Prime Minister an old codger, which suggests that the relationship between the two is becoming increasingly tense.

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When Luo Yan, the fifth son of Vice Minister Luo, learned of the tragic news that Miss Su had fallen into the Black River, he went home, fetched a white cloth, draped it over himself, and went to the Luo residence.

Upon entering the study, he called out, "Father."

Minister Luo noticed that his fifth son, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, had gained a lot of weight, indicating that he was living a much better life than when he was in the Luo family.

But why is the youngest son wearing a white cloth?

"Fifth brother, how old are you? Don't you know any manners? Your mother and I are still alive, and you dare to drape a white cloth over yourself."

Luo Yan's eyes were red. "Father, Miss Su is dead. Are you satisfied now?"

Vice Minister Luo was extremely shocked.

Isn't it said that evil deeds live on for a thousand years?

That girl was a real menace, how could she have died so easily?

"She's a junior. Even if she really dies, it's not your place, Fifth Brother, to wear mourning clothes."

Luo Yan's eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and his hands were clenched into fists. Every time he spoke to Luo Shilang, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Father, although she is a junior, she has done me a great favor and is my benefactor. It is only right that I wear mourning clothes for my benefactor."

Just as Vice Minister Luo was about to say something, his fourth daughter-in-law rushed in with Luo Mingzhen.

The two men were dressed more neatly, in hemp clothing and white hats, the standard mourning attire.

Vice Minister Luo was furious.

This is outrageous! What are these people doing?

"Get out! All of you, get out of here!"

Luo Mingzhen knelt down with a thud: "Grandfather, please let Sister Su be buried in the Luo family ancestral grave, so that she won't become a wandering ghost."

In the Great Qi Dynasty, unmarried women who died unexpectedly could not have a tombstone erected, nor could they be buried in the ancestral graveyard, as it was believed they would become wandering ghosts.

That's why the mother and daughter from the fourth branch of the family sought help from Minister Luo, since Luo Mingzhen's mother only recovered after eating the small ginseng given to her by Su Qianqian.

Luo Shilang understood. His fifth son and fourth daughter-in-law had been very resolute when they left the Luo family, severing all ties with the mansion. He thought they would never return to the Luo mansion in their lives.

They all came back, all because of that damned girl.

They all side with outsiders, disowning him as the head of the family, and their hearts are all with that girl Su Qianqian.

They were all bewitched by that damned girl; they all deserve to die.

You can't ask him to bury that girl in the ancestral graveyard.

Minister Luo asked, "No one dares to jump into the Black River to rescue people or retrieve bodies. How can we bury the bodies in the ancestral graveyard?"

Luo Yan suggested, "Father, we can set up a cenotaph for her, after all, she is your blood-related granddaughter."

Outside, Luo Mingfang hid under the window to eavesdrop.

She was arrested and imprisoned by Lord Xue for passing off fake snake repellent powder as genuine, but Vice Minister Luo borrowed a large sum of money to pay the ransom and got her released.

Luo Mingfang crouched under the window, enduring the pain of mosquito bites, eavesdropping on the conversation inside.

Upon learning of Su Qianqian's death, she was overjoyed and almost burst out laughing, but thankfully she managed to hold it in.

Heaven has eyes after all; it finally took that girl away.

No one will ever compare her to that girl again.

No one can threaten her position in the Luo family anymore.

Vice Minister Luo picked up a black paperweight and smashed it on his fifth son's face, causing a bump to appear.

"You're dreaming. Even if the sun rises in the west, I won't agree to it."

Luo Mingzhen angrily helped her mother away. She had already said that she shouldn't have come to the Luo family to beg for help.

It's no use; Grandfather only has eyes for Luo Mingfang.

When Grandfather dies, let Luo Mingfang wear mourning clothes; she and Mother won't be coming over anyway.

Luo Yan, being his father's biological son, still held a sliver of hope and tried to persuade him again: "Father, you've already lost everyone, why are you still so stubborn?"

Luo Shilang did not feel that he had been abandoned by everyone. Although the fourth and fifth wives had left, the first, second, and third wives were still there. He was not all alone.

Luo Yan got up from the ground, leaned close to Luo Shilang's eyes, and asked, "When Miss Su fell into the Black River, countless people rushed to jump in and save her. Father, think about it, if you fell in, would anyone save you?"

This question startled Vice Minister Luo.

Yes, if it were him, who would come to the rescue?

Just then, his granddaughter Mingfang came in.

Mingfang brought over the lotus seed porridge that Minister Luo loved most, but because she had been eavesdropping outside the window for a long time, the porridge had already gone cold.

"Grandfather, you didn't eat much for dinner, you must be hungry. Your granddaughter made lotus seed porridge, please try it."

The maid following behind Luo Mingfang tucked her hands into her sleeves; her hands had blisters from being scalded in the kitchen.

She made the porridge herself, but the young lady stole the credit.

This isn't the first time.

The young maid was already used to her mistress's habit of lying.

The young lady said she would give her a good life, but whenever she was unhappy, she would take it out on her, beating her until she was covered in bruises.

Vice Minister Luo picked up a spoon, scooped up a mouthful of sweet porridge, and put it in his mouth.

He felt very satisfied. Although the porridge had cooled down, the sweetness was just right, and it was something he had loved to eat since he was a child.

Mingfang is such a filial daughter. Having Mingfang as my granddaughter makes everything worthwhile.

The fifth brother said that if he fell into the river, no one would save him.

With Mingfang's filial piety, she will definitely be saved.