Xue Yiru's eyes were filled with tears and said one by one: "The prince had known it for a long time, but he didn't remind him at all, and he didn't even stop him. He just looked at me coldly, and he made one wrong step by step. Prince, you are so cruel."

Zhao Shu said coldly: "Don't shirk your fault to others. Madam, take her back, pack her clothes and send it back to Xue's house."

"I won't leave!"

Xue Yiru screamed.

"What do you think this is? You can't let it go if you don't want to." Madam Lu directed the two women to pull her out.

Xue Yiru was sent back to her yard.

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

None of them came to help say something comforting.

She even killed everyone's hearts when she said she had been serving her for many years. Who else would be willing to serve her sincerely?

"Mrs. Xue, please pack your clothes and send them to you back." said Madam Lu.

Xue Yiru sat motionless, and after a while, she said, "You go out first."

Madam Lu thought she was going to pack up her private belongings, so she took the woman out.

To be honest, she probably won a lot of money if she didn't treat her badly in her house.

But the prince didn't care about this little thing, so Madam Lu let her clean up.

After waiting for a while, she didn't see her coming out.

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

No answer.

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

She hurriedly asked someone to knock the door open.

White silk was hung on the beam of the room, and Xue Yiru was stepping on the stool and squinted her neck inside.

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

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

She kicked her legs and struggled, unable to tell whether she was regretful or in pain.

When Madam Lu saw this scene, she calmed down and directed the woman to come over, hug her, then cut off the white silk and put it down.

I'm so proud, and I can't die.

Xue Yiru lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and her throat was like a bellows, making a rupture sound.

Madam Lu said, "Why are you doing this? Isn't it good to keep your life? The prince has never touched you, you are still clean, and it's not enough to marry again after you go back. Why don't you think about it and look for a short-term view?"

Xue Yiru panted for a while and said hoarsely: "Go and tell the prince that since I got married here, I will be a member of the royal palace for the rest of my life and will be a ghost of the royal palace. If I want to send me away, I will die here."

Madam Lu said: "Princess, you have to think clearly, don't do anything shameless."

"You can be careful of me committing suicide once, and you can be careful of me for the rest of your life?" Xue Yiru turned her face away and ignored her.

Madam Lu frowned and told the woman to take care of her and not allow her to commit suicide again.

She went to the front yard to report the matter to the prince.

Zhao Shu was about to ride into the palace when he heard Xue Yiru's suicide and said, "Since she doesn't want to leave, it's fine. The mansion is not short of a bowl of rice. From now on, she will only be at peace and not cause trouble, so she will let her go. As for the big and small things and accounts in the mansion, she still has to work hard to take care of the nanny."

Madam Lu knew that Xue Yiru had completely lost any position in the prince.

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

Although I tried to hide this matter as much as possible, there was no airtight wall, and some rumors spread out.
Chapter completed!