Yu Zao's wife had divorced and returned to her parents' home a long time ago, and now she has remarried. The child she and Yu Zao had naturally stayed in the Yu family. Only the person who had the power to make decisions in the Yu family knew the inside story, but they could not tell anyone. In order not to arouse the suspicion of His Majesty, they sent the person away. Occasionally, they would give the child some things out of consideration for the friendship of raising him for more than ten years, but in the eyes of Yu Dalang, these were just charity and assistance.
Not long ago, Yu Dalang got the news from somewhere that his father was the real Yu Zao, who had defiled himself in order to save the family. His grandparents knew about it, so they helped him privately.
This greatly irritated Yu Dalang. He had been living worse than pigs and dogs recently. He was planning to do something big, which was to attack King Zhao, because it was King Zhao who turned his father into an impostor, turned him into a bastard, and made him suffer humiliation.
The anniversary of King Zhao's first wife's death was approaching, and King Zhao would take his two children to the temple to perform rituals every year.
They could totally use this incident to turn the defeat around. Yu Dalang wanted to kill King Zhao, so they fanned the flames and then let Yu Sangzi die to save King Zhao. Yu Sangzi must die so that there would be no more worries about this matter.
"Where did you get the information? Is it reliable?" Pingyao Hou seemed to be tempted. This was the best way.
"It's reliable. He wanted to do me a favor. Everyone knows that we are married to King Zhao." Yu Sangbai said confidently.
Yu Sangning, who had been huddled in the corner with his head down and silent, slowly raised the corners of his lips.
Yu Sangzi lowered her head and said nothing. In fact, when something like that happened, she knew that she was incompetent. She didn't think her father and brother were cold-hearted. Everything was her own fault.
"Okay, let's give it a try!" No matter what, it was the worst outcome. Only this way could we break out of this deadlock. Pingyao Marquis Mansion agreed.
Madam Yu was unwilling to accept this result. She begged desperately. Madam Yu tiredly sent them away. Marquis Pingyao left with a wave of his sleeves. Yu Sangbai helped his mother and sister leave.
Yu Sangning waited for a long time, making sure that Madam Yu and the prince had left Yu Sangzi's room, and then ran to look for Yu Sangzi: "Sister."
Yu Sangzi's eyes were calm. She put some sorted gold and silver jewelry in a box and handed it to Yu Sangning: "These are all things I have used. I hope you don't dislike them. You can either remake them or pawn them for money in case of emergency."
Yu Sangning's heart tightened. Yu Sangzi had been really good to her ever since the palace banquet. It wasn't the kind of condescending charity, but genuine kindness. When she looked at these gold, silver and jewels, she felt like something was stuck in her throat.
In her life, very few people were kind to her, and the first one who was sincere to her was Yu Sangzi!
For some reason, I felt a sense of sourness in my eyes.
"Sister, are you willing?" Yu Sangning asked in a hoarse voice.
Yu Sangzi smiled with some relief: "It was my own fault, and this is the punishment I deserve."
"Sister..." Yu Sangning took out a letter from her sleeve, "This is what Wen Langjun asked me to give you. My father and brother will definitely not let him go. I have sent him out of the city. He is waiting for you outside the city. You can run away."
Yu Sangzi took the letter, opened it, smiled and read through it with tears in his eyes, then stood up, took out all the private letters and burned them all: "I can't escape. I have been blessed by my parents and the Marquis' Mansion for more than ten years. I can't let them suffer for me for my own selfish reasons."