Today seemed no different from the past, except that this concubine brought some things to liven up the atmosphere. After returning, he hid in the palace. To put it nicely, he rarely went out, but to put it bluntly, he was just a stray dog from his home.
He was so depressed that he couldn't control himself. How could he know that Yu Xiang was dead? When the news came, Yu Sangning came to find him. What happened to him at that time? Now that he thinks about it carefully, he can't figure it out clearly. When he wakes up, he hears that Yu Sangning had a miscarriage because of him.
Yu Xiang died in the Minjiang River. Xiao Changmin immediately felt something was wrong. When he chased after him, Yu Sangning had already run out of the mansion and was kneeling at the palace gate. The divorce letter from Yu Sangning was indeed in his handwriting and tone, but he could not remember when he wrote it.
He was confused and only knew that he had a fierce argument with Yu Sangning at the concubine's place, and he had some vague impression of the pushing and shoving, but he felt that this was not something he should do.
Because Yu Sangning had a miscarriage, Xiao Changmin did not suspect that it was Yu Sangning's fault. He began to doubt the drugs that the concubine used to stimulate sexual intercourse. However, he could not say these things to the empress dowager, and he could not say them in front of Xiao Huayong and his wife.
Xiao Changmin didn't say anything, but Shen Xihe could roughly guess that she smelled a faint smell of medicine on Xiao Changmin.
The scent was a complex pharmacy mixture, and the vaguely discernible ones were all hallucinogenic, such as Datura.
So at this moment, Xiao Changmin was confused and couldn't explain it. Shen Xihe could understand that he probably didn't know the cause and effect. . .
One was unconscious, the other could not speak clearly. Even if the empress dowager wanted to make a clear diagnosis, she could not.
Shen Xihe showed up and then left with Xiao Huayong. Since the Queen Mother had taken over the matter, it was not her turn to interfere.
"The second brother has fallen into the hands of his own woman and he doesn't even know it. He might even be feeling guilty towards her right now." Xiao Huayong said with a hint of gloating.
"How many people could have guessed that Princess Zhao was so willing to do this?" Shen Xihe didn't think that Xiao Changmin was not smart enough for not seeing the truth.
Yu Sangning gave up the piece of meat in her stomach. Even a tiger would not eat its own cubs. Although there were many secrets in the mansion, ordinary people could never have imagined that Yu Sangning, a good prince of Xiao Changmin, would cause herself to have a miscarriage.
Yu Sangning was smart. She understood that the Eastern Palace would definitely settle accounts with Xiao Changmin. She had probably been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to successfully break away from Xiao Changmin without offending the royal family and affecting her future foothold.
In terms of her scheming ability, Shen Xihe admired Yu Sangning. Even Shen Xihe was amazed by her methods.
In the current situation, if Yu Sangning wanted to divorce, even the Queen Mother and His Majesty could not say a word to stop her. Her father was dead, her husband was seeking pleasure, and he caused her miscarriage to protect his concubine. She also had Xiao Changmin's divorce letter in her hand. She really got away with it unscathed.
Xiao Huayong nodded in agreement. If he and Shen Xihe had not known Yu Sangning's true identity, as outsiders, no one would have thought that the mastermind behind this matter was Yu Sangning himself.
"It seems that Yu Xiang sent a letter back home before his death." Xiao Huayong said.
The prerequisite for all this is that Xiao Changmin must have been unaware that Yu Xiang was dead, and Yu Sangning knew about Yu Xiang's death earlier than the court did, so that this was the way to set up the situation. He let the concubine drug Xiao Changmin, and when the court news came, he would go to find Xiao Changmin for pleasure, and everything that happened afterwards would fall into place naturally.