Chapter 1525： Cantilever

Xue Yiru had tears in his eyes, and said one sentence: "The prince knew it a long time ago, but he didn't remind him or even stop it. He just looked at me coldly, one step wrong, one wrong step. Lord, you are so cruel."

Zhao Shu said indifferently: "Don't blame your fault on others. Mother, take her back, pack her clothes, and return to Xue's house."

"I do not go!"

Xue Yiru screamed.

"What do you think this place is? If you can't go, you can't be left." Mother Lu commanded the two women to pull her out.

Xue Yiru was sent back to his yard.

The maid lady here looked at her with contempt or disdain.

None of them were willing to come over and say a word of comfort.

She even said to kill the handmaid who had been serving her for many years, she had already chilled everyone's hearts. Who else would really serve her.

"Xue, you pack your clothes, and the slave will send you back." Mother Lu said.

Xue Yiru sat motionless for a long while and said, "You go out first."

Mother Lu thought she was going to pack her private belongings, so she led her out.

To be honest, the usual mansion did not treat her badly, and she was afraid that she had made a lot of money.

But the prince wouldn't care about this, so Mother Lu was left to take care of it.

After waiting for a long time, she did not come out.

Mother Lu went over and knocked on the door: "Xue, have you packed up? The carriage is still waiting outside."

There is no answer.

Mother Lu frowned and pushed the door, but didn't open it.

She hurriedly asked people to knock the door open.

There was a white silk hanging on the beam of the room, and Xue Yiru was stepping on the stool, putting her neck in her head.

Seeing Mother Lu rushing in, she kicked over the stool.

Bai Ling immediately tightened her neck, causing her pain, unable to breathe, feeling that her entire head was about to explode.

She kicked and struggled, unable to tell if she regretted or suffered.

Seeing this scene, Mother Lu was calm, and directed her mother-in-law to pass, hug her, then cut off the white silk and put it down.

Just hang it, and can't die.

Xue Yiru lay on the ground, gasping for air, his voice cracking like a bellows.

Mother Lu said, "Why are you doing this? Isn't it good to keep your life? The prince has never touched you. You are still a clean body, and you can marry again when you go back. Why not even think about it."

Xue Yiru panted for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice: "Go and tell the prince, since I marry here, I will be a member of the palace for life, and death is also a ghost of the palace. If you want to send me away, I will die here. "

Mother Lu said: "Wang Hao, you must think clearly, don't make anyone faceless."

"Can you prevent me from committing suicide once, or for the rest of my life?" Xue Yiru turned away and ignored her.

Mother Lu frowned and told her mother-in-law to take care of her and not allow her to commit suicide again.

She went to the front yard and reported the matter to the prince.

Zhao Shu was about to ride into the palace on horseback. Hearing about Xue Yiru’s suicide, he said, “Since she doesn’t want to leave, it’s all right. There is no shortage of rice in the house. From now on, she will just stay calm and not cause trouble, so she will leave her alone. As for the large and small matters in the mansion and the accounts, the mother still has to take care of it."

Mother Lu knew that Xue Yiru had completely lost any place with the prince.

The door that the prince opened to her just now has been closed again and will never open again.

Although I tried to conceal this matter as much as possible, there was no airtight wall, and some wind noises were spread out.

Later, it even spread to the palace.