Chapter 128 We Will Be Husband and Wife for Life
Su Ci knew that this was correct.

My brother was poisoned while he was far away in Liangzhou. Apart from Wang who had such bad intentions, the only one left was Su Qi.

If Su Qi poisoned Su Fu, she would kill Su Qi.

"Originally, I wanted to find a doctor to diagnose Su Hua, but now I have changed my mind. I have no reason to save Su Hua, right?" Su Ci stood up and looked at Wang with mocking eyes.

Wang was anxious when she heard this: "You just said you wanted to find a doctor..."

"I did say that, but not only did you poison my brother, you also followed my father while pregnant with Liu Hu's child, making my father the scapegoat. Su Hua also wanted to use Xiaoyao Soup to harm me. With all this in mind, why should I save Su Hua? Give me a reason." Su Ci said, turning and walking away.

Wang collapsed on the ground powerlessly. She didn't expect that Su Ci had already known that Su Hua was not Su Lian's flesh and blood.

She knew that no matter what she said, Su Ci would never change his mind...

After Su Ci interrogated Wang, he went to the room where Liu Hu was imprisoned.

When Liu Hu saw her coming back, he fixed his gaze on her. He looked normal, but it was obvious that he was not as calm as he looked.

"Where did you bury Wei Jing?" Su Ci asked Liu Hu, looking directly at him.

Liu Hu's pupils shrank, and after a while he replied, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Wei Jing died more than ten years ago." Su Ci said in a firm tone.

Upon hearing this, Liu Hu was so excited that he wanted to get up, but he fell heavily to the ground because the tendons in his feet were cut.

Seeing his excitement, Su Ci knew that his guess was correct.

Zhao Shizhu's wish for many years was to rescue Wei Jing from Liu Hu, but unfortunately, the person was already gone.

"You'd better think it over carefully. If you really have feelings for Wei Jing, you wouldn't want no one to burn incense for Wei Jing after you die." Su Ci said, turning and walking away.

Qi Xi looked solemn. He ordered his men to take Liu Hu away, and then caught up with Su Ci and asked, "Is the nobleman your majesty is looking for really dead?"

"From all the signs, it seems so. Your Majesty should have guessed it, but he just doesn't want to accept this fact." Su Ci said this and sighed softly, "There aren't so many miracles in this world. I guess the day when Your Majesty almost died of cold was the last time he saw his mother."

Wei Jing was weak to begin with, and seeing her child being tortured like this by Liu Hu, that scene might have crushed her will.

Qi Xi's heart tightened: "Should we keep this a secret from His Majesty for now? Just pretend that we just didn't find the noble, so that His Majesty still has a thought?"

Su Ci shook his head: "It's meaningless. His Majesty has already guessed it, and it can't be concealed. Well, send someone to keep a close eye on Liu Hu, don't let him get away, I'll go see His Majesty."

She walked quickly to Zhao Shizhu, who turned to look at her with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Su Ci felt bad.

She originally hated Zhao Shizhu because of the Xiaoyao Soup incident, but seeing him like this now, she felt sorry for him.

"You have to be prepared. Mother might..."

Just as Su Ci opened her mouth, Zhao Shizhu interrupted her: "I'm going out for a walk and will be back later."

Looking at Zhao Shizhu's back, Su Ci wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't open his mouth.

She knew that Zhao Shizhu was unwilling to accept this fact, and she also felt that such a result was cruel.

But Zhao Shizhu had been through a lot, and he could let it go. She felt that one day she would be able to completely let go of her worries.

After all, the original novel is different from the live-action drama, and even the outcomes of the characters in the drama are very different from those in the original novel. She cannot confuse the two.

Over the next two days, she heard Liu Hu's screams from time to time.

The night before returning to the palace, everything suddenly became quiet, and Zhao Shizhu finally showed up.

Su Ci didn't ask anything. After all, some things were already a foregone conclusion, and asking would only open up the scars.

The couple lay in bed without saying a word. Su Ci looked at the empty space in front of her and felt a little uncomfortable. She thought that the barrage would probably not appear again.

"I killed Liu Hu." Zhao Shizhu suddenly broke the silence.

Su Ci had guessed it long ago. She was silent for a moment before asking, "Did he tell me where my mother is?"

"My mother was buried in her hometown. I heard from Liu Hu that it was my mother's own wish." Zhao Shizhu turned around and hugged Su Ci tightly, "I'm a little tired."

Su Ci's eyes were sore and she patted Zhao Shizhu's back gently: "If you are tired, take a nap. I'm here."

"Aci, you won't leave me, will you?" Zhao Shizhu hugged Su Ci tightly and asked in a hoarse voice.

In the past, Su Ci would definitely not be able to make any promises. Now that she can even let go of the Xiaoyao Soup matter, what promises can't she make?

"Of course. From now on, wherever you are, I'll be there, and we'll be husband and wife for life." Su Ci replied without hesitation.

No wonder the comments said that feeling sorry for a man is the beginning of a disaster. She seemed to understand.

"That's good. Although I am the emperor, I actually have nothing. You are all I have left. If even you don't want me, I don't know how I should deal with myself..."

Zhao Shizhu's voice gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of his steady breathing.

Su Ci despised himself from the bottom of his heart.

She had clearly decided to stay away from him, and she clearly cared so much about Xiaoyao Soup, but she felt sorry for him instead.

The next morning, when they were about to leave, Su Ci suddenly remembered that Su Hua was still in the house, so he said to Zhao Shizhu, "I have something to say to Su Hua, wait for me for a while."

Zhao Shizhu did not stop her and told her to go and come back quickly.

When Su Ci went to Su Hua's room, he smelled a strange smell.

She felt sick and stood far away, saying to Su Hua, "I know you can hear me. I came here to tell you a good news. I'm pregnant."

Su Hua could indeed hear what Su Ci said, but she was unable to move, like a living dead. She was in so much pain, yet she could not do anything.

She really wanted to let Su Ci die on his own, but she couldn't speak.

"To be honest, I didn't hate you so much before, and sometimes I even sympathized with you, but you and Wang both deserve to die. You knew very well that my father was not your biological father, but you still raised you. It would be fine if you were not grateful, but you even wanted to force me to drink the Xiaoyao Soup. How could you be so vicious? Let me put it this way, I don't want Wang's life, but I will break her legs and let her take care of you. You and your daughter will depend on each other in the future. I want to see in the end whether Wang, your biological mother, will also get tired of taking care of you." Su Ci made a decision in an instant.

She now also feels that a woman like Su Hua is not worthy of being Zhao Shizhu's official wife.

On the way back to the palace, Su Ci hugged Zhao Shizhu's waist tightly and suddenly asked, "Have you ever thought that if you had never liked me, and I got in your way one day, would you really force me to take Xiaoyao Soup?"