Chapter 163
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There was no strength in Zhao Zhi’s voice anymore, it revealed a little of how much his heart was like dead ashes.
The closed door blocked the outside light source. It was dark inside the room. He looked down at the black wooden box on the table, reached out to it with his pale fingers, but the moment his fingers touched it, he quickly pulled away.
It was like his fingers had been burned by a hell fire, the pain was heart-wrenching.
He did not even open the box to take a look. He directly locked the wooden box into a compartment of the cabinet. Perhaps, he would never take it out again to take a look in this life.
Chapter 163
(58.3)
During these few days, the matter had been investigated from top to bottom, but nothing was found, there was no culprit, and no suspects.
Zhao Zhi covered the corners of the lips and coughed lowly a few times. The internal organs in his thorax cavity seemed like they were about to come out from those coughs, there was a clog of blood stuck in his throat. He called his attendant in, “Tell them all to stop the investigation.”
“Yes.”
But even so, Zhao Zhi still did not set up a funeral hall for Ming Zhu.
The Ming family also learned that Ming Zhu was burned to death by that fire. When they heard that when she died, she even had a baby in her belly, they thought that she had a bad fate, and that it was just her fate to die.
No one was happier than Ming Yuan, if it wasn’t for her mother telling her to be more restrained, she might even be celebrating.
“It’s bad luck though, she could die whenever, but she had to die half a month before elder sister’s marriage.”
“You speak less, the crown prince is really ruthless, it’s been so long and yet he didn’t even hold a funeral for her.”
“How can she deserve it? A concubine, if she’s dead, burying her is enough, it’s not even a big deal.”
Ming Yuan wasn’t wrong, the death of a concubine was really not something worth caring about. Since ancient times, no one would organize a funeral service for a concubine of low status. At most, they would prepare a coffin and bury it.
It was the intendant who ordered people to carve Ming Zhu’s memorial tablet. Originally, it was because he took pity on her. But he didn’t dare to deliver the engraved tablet to the crown prince, and only gave it to Biying, so that she could make offerings on her behalf.
These days, Biying washed her face with tears. She had to sneak around to find a place where no one would find her so that she could burn paper money for miss Ming Zhu and her baby.
On the seventh day after her death, Biying, who was hiding in a corner of the courtyard to burn paper money for miss Ming Zhu, was seen by the crown prince.
She was so scared that she didn’t dare to move.
Zhao Zhi didn’t say anything. He just had someone put out the fire in the copper pot with water and had the rest of the paper money thrown into the well.
It was unsure where Biying got her courage from, but she begged while crying the crown prince to hold a funerary ritual for Ming Zhu. She could not let her die as a lonely wandering ghost.
Zhao Zhi did not say a word.
Biying’s tears were wetting her eyelashes, blurring the vision in front of her eyes, “Your Highness, it was the miss herself who lit the fire.”
The quiet and composed man seemed to have been angered by her, he turned his head and kicked her out of his way.
Zhao Zhi coldly sneered, turned around and left.
Since this was the case, he would not let her rest in peace, even if she was dead, he would not let her have a place to rest.
She wanted to die and be reincarnated? She was dreaming!
Whether she was a human or a ghost, he was definitely going to trap her.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his steps became faster and faster. He walked to the study, opened the door of the compartment, and then unlocked the locked cabinet with the key. He looked at the box placed in the cabinet with no expression.
Zhao Zhi reached out his hands to hug the box. He found a moment of peace.
After a while, he locked the box back where it was and returned to the study to read the reports as if nothing had happened.
After finishing his business, even though it was late at night, he was still not sleepy. He casually took a book from the bookshelf. He saw her handwriting on the first page he turned.
There was a crooked circled drawn on top of the annotations.
Zhao Zhi’s heart suddenly twitched, he closed the book with force and put it back where it was, not intending to ever take it out ever again.
***
When Ming Zhu, who was surviving day by day in the god city temple, learned that the streets of the capital were finally free of imperial guards leading investigations, she decided to leave the city.
The young girl who was her companion also intended to go to Jiangnan with her.
After thinking about it, Ming Zhu did not refuse.
The young girl was smart and intelligent, the two of them could also take care of each other, her only shortcoming was that she talked a little too much.
“I used to secretly like His Highness the crown prince, but I never thought he would be a man with such a heart of stone and be so rotten.”
When Ming Zhu, who was sitting in the oxcart, heard her say this, she could not help but laugh out.
“What are you laughing at? His favorite concubine died, and he didn’t even have a coffin prepared for her! He didn’t even hold a funeral service for her, I was originally planning to go and get two bowls of porridge.”
Ming Zhu pursed her lips and smiled lightly, “Wait until we get to the place, I’ll treat you to porridge.”
The young girl rolled her eyes, not believing she had money at all, she chattered endlessly, “He deserved to be sick, but for the sake of his good looks, it’s better if he doesn’t die so soon from sickness.”
Ming Zhu poked the straw beneath her with her fingers, the corners of her lips pulled up into a smile, Zhao Zhi wouldn’t die so easily, he had lived a good life in the previous life.
However, it was really unfair.
During their past life he had given her a funeral, how come in this life he became so stingy as to not even give her a coffin?
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There was no strength in Zhao Zhi’s voice anymore, it revealed a little of how much his heart was like dead ashes.
The closed door blocked the outside light source. It was dark inside the room. He looked down at the black wooden box on the table, reached out to it with his pale fingers, but the moment his fingers touched it, he quickly pulled away.
It was like his fingers had been burned by a hell fire, the pain was heart-wrenching.
He did not even open the box to take a look. He directly locked the wooden box into a compartment of the cabinet. Perhaps, he would never take it out again to take a look in this life.
Chapter 163
(58.3)
During these few days, the matter had been investigated from top to bottom, but nothing was found, there was no culprit, and no suspects.
Zhao Zhi covered the corners of the lips and coughed lowly a few times. The internal organs in his thorax cavity seemed like they were about to come out from those coughs, there was a clog of blood stuck in his throat. He called his attendant in, “Tell them all to stop the investigation.”
“Yes.”
But even so, Zhao Zhi still did not set up a funeral hall for Ming Zhu.
The Ming family also learned that Ming Zhu was burned to death by that fire. When they heard that when she died, she even had a baby in her belly, they thought that she had a bad fate, and that it was just her fate to die.
No one was happier than Ming Yuan, if it wasn’t for her mother telling her to be more restrained, she might even be celebrating.
“It’s bad luck though, she could die whenever, but she had to die half a month before elder sister’s marriage.”
“You speak less, the crown prince is really ruthless, it’s been so long and yet he didn’t even hold a funeral for her.”
“How can she deserve it? A concubine, if she’s dead, burying her is enough, it’s not even a big deal.”
Ming Yuan wasn’t wrong, the death of a concubine was really not something worth caring about. Since ancient times, no one would organize a funeral service for a concubine of low status. At most, they would prepare a coffin and bury it.
It was the intendant who ordered people to carve Ming Zhu’s memorial tablet. Originally, it was because he took pity on her. But he didn’t dare to deliver the engraved tablet to the crown prince, and only gave it to Biying, so that she could make offerings on her behalf.
These days, Biying washed her face with tears. She had to sneak around to find a place where no one would find her so that she could burn paper money for miss Ming Zhu and her baby.
On the seventh day after her death, Biying, who was hiding in a corner of the courtyard to burn paper money for miss Ming Zhu, was seen by the crown prince.
She was so scared that she didn’t dare to move.
Zhao Zhi didn’t say anything. He just had someone put out the fire in the copper pot with water and had the rest of the paper money thrown into the well.
It was unsure where Biying got her courage from, but she begged while crying the crown prince to hold a funerary ritual for Ming Zhu. She could not let her die as a lonely wandering ghost.
Zhao Zhi did not say a word.
Biying’s tears were wetting her eyelashes, blurring the vision in front of her eyes, “Your Highness, it was the miss herself who lit the fire.”
The quiet and composed man seemed to have been angered by her, he turned his head and kicked her out of his way.
Zhao Zhi coldly sneered, turned around and left.
Since this was the case, he would not let her rest in peace, even if she was dead, he would not let her have a place to rest.
She wanted to die and be reincarnated? She was dreaming!
Whether she was a human or a ghost, he was definitely going to trap her.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his steps became faster and faster. He walked to the study, opened the door of the compartment, and then unlocked the locked cabinet with the key. He looked at the box placed in the cabinet with no expression.
Zhao Zhi reached out his hands to hug the box. He found a moment of peace.
After a while, he locked the box back where it was and returned to the study to read the reports as if nothing had happened.
After finishing his business, even though it was late at night, he was still not sleepy. He casually took a book from the bookshelf. He saw her handwriting on the first page he turned.
There was a crooked circled drawn on top of the annotations.
Zhao Zhi’s heart suddenly twitched, he closed the book with force and put it back where it was, not intending to ever take it out ever again.
***
When Ming Zhu, who was surviving day by day in the god city temple, learned that the streets of the capital were finally free of imperial guards leading investigations, she decided to leave the city.
The young girl who was her companion also intended to go to Jiangnan with her.
After thinking about it, Ming Zhu did not refuse.
The young girl was smart and intelligent, the two of them could also take care of each other, her only shortcoming was that she talked a little too much.
“I used to secretly like His Highness the crown prince, but I never thought he would be a man with such a heart of stone and be so rotten.”
When Ming Zhu, who was sitting in the oxcart, heard her say this, she could not help but laugh out.
“What are you laughing at? His favorite concubine died, and he didn’t even have a coffin prepared for her! He didn’t even hold a funeral service for her, I was originally planning to go and get two bowls of porridge.”
Ming Zhu pursed her lips and smiled lightly, “Wait until we get to the place, I’ll treat you to porridge.”
The young girl rolled her eyes, not believing she had money at all, she chattered endlessly, “He deserved to be sick, but for the sake of his good looks, it’s better if he doesn’t die so soon from sickness.”
Ming Zhu poked the straw beneath her with her fingers, the corners of her lips pulled up into a smile, Zhao Zhi wouldn’t die so easily, he had lived a good life in the previous life.
However, it was really unfair.
During their past life he had given her a funeral, how come in this life he became so stingy as to not even give her a coffin?
There was no strength in Zhao Zhi's voice anymore, it revealed a little of how much his heart was like dead ashes.The closed door blocked the outside light source. It was dark inside the room. He looked down at the black wooden box on the table, reached out to it with his pale fingers, but the moment his fingers touched it, he quickly pulled away.It was like his fingers had been burned by a hell fire, the pain was heart-wrenching.He did not even open the box to take a look. He directly locked the wooden box into a compartment of the cabinet. Perhaps, he would never take it out again to take a look in this life.Chapter 16358.3During these few days, the matter had been investigated from top to bottom, but nothing was found, there was no culprit, and no suspects.Zhao Zhi covered the corners of the lips and coughed lowly a few times. The internal organs in his thorax cavity seemed like they were about to come out from those coughs, there was a clog of blood stuck in his throat. He called his attendant in, Tell them all to stop the investigation.Yes.But even so, Zhao Zhi still did not set up a funeral hall for Ming Zhu.The Ming family also learned that Ming Zhu was burned to death by that fire. When they heard that when she died, she even had a baby in her belly, they thought that she had a bad fate, and that it was just her fate to die.No one was happier than Ming Yuan, if it wasn't for her mother telling her to be more restrained, she might even be celebrating.It's bad luck though, she could die whenever, but she had to die half a month before elder sister's marriage.You speak less, the crown prince is really ruthless, it's been so long and yet he didn't even hold a funeral for her.How can she deserve it? A concubine, if she's dead, burying her is enough, it's not even a big deal.Ming Yuan wasn't wrong, the death of a concubine was really not something worth caring about. Since ancient times, no one would organize a funeral service for a concubine of low status. At most, they would prepare a coffin and bury it.It was the intendant who ordered people to carve Ming Zhu's memorial tablet. Originally, it was because he took pity on her. But he didn't dare to deliver the engraved tablet to the crown prince, and only gave it to Biying, so that she could make offerings on her behalf.These days, Biying washed her face with tears. She had to sneak around to find a place where no one would find her so that she could burn paper money for miss Ming Zhu and her baby.On the seventh day after her death, Biying, who was hiding in a corner of the courtyard to burn paper money for miss Ming Zhu, was seen by the crown prince.She was so scared that she didn't dare to move.Zhao Zhi didn't say anything. He just had someone put out the fire in the copper pot with water and had the rest of the paper money thrown into the well.It was unsure where Biying got her courage from, but she begged while crying the crown prince to hold a funerary ritual for Ming Zhu. She could not let her die as a lonely wandering ghost.Zhao Zhi did not say a word.Biying's tears were wetting her eyelashes, blurring the vision in front of her eyes, Your Highness, it was the miss herself who lit the fire.The quiet and composed man seemed to have been angered by her, he turned his head and kicked her out of his way.Zhao Zhi coldly sneered, turned around and left.Since this was the case, he would not let her rest in peace, even if she was dead, he would not let her have a place to rest.She wanted to die and be reincarnated? She was dreaming!Whether she was a human or a ghost, he was definitely going to trap her.The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his steps became faster and faster. He walked to the study, opened the door of the compartment, and then unlocked the locked cabinet with the key. He looked at the box placed in the cabinet with no expression.Zhao Zhi reached out his hands to hug the box. He found a moment of peace.After a while, he locked the box back where it was and returned to the study to read the reports as if nothing had happened.After finishing his business, even though it was late at night, he was still not sleepy. He casually took a book from the bookshelf. He saw her handwriting on the first page he turned.There was a crooked circled drawn on top of the annotations.Zhao Zhi's heart suddenly twitched, he closed the book with force and put it back where it was, not intending to ever take it out ever again.***When Ming Zhu, who was surviving day by day in the god city temple, learned that the streets of the capital were finally free of imperial guards leading investigations, she decided to leave the city.The young girl who was her companion also intended to go to Jiangnan with her.After thinking about it, Ming Zhu did not refuse.The young girl was smart and intelligent, the two of them could also take care of each other, her only shortcoming was that she talked a little too much.I used to secretly like His Highness the crown prince, but I never thought he would be a man with such a heart of stone and be so rotten.When Ming Zhu, who was sitting in the oxcart, heard her say this, she could not help but laugh out.What are you laughing at? His favorite concubine died, and he didn't even have a coffin prepared for her! He didn't even hold a funeral service for her, I was originally planning to go and get two bowls of porridge.Ming Zhu pursed her lips and smiled lightly, Wait until we get to the place, I'll treat you to porridge.The young girl rolled her eyes, not believing she had money at all, she chattered endlessly, He deserved to be sick, but for the sake of his good looks, it's better if he doesn't die so soon from sickness.Ming Zhu poked the straw beneath her with her fingers, the corners of her lips pulled up into a smile, Zhao Zhi wouldn't die so easily, he had lived a good life in the previous life.However, it was really unfair.During their past life he had given her a funeral, how come in this life he became so stingy as to not even give her a coffin?
