Without looking at the lifeless Liu Zhili on the ground, Lin Nan put away his pistol and started making a phone call.

"Lawyer He? I already have Liu Zhili's marriage certificate. Now, can I legally inherit Liu's shares?"

…

In Langyue Kingdom, in Prince Han's Mansion, Xiaoya's eyes were red from crying.

She turned over the letters Liu Zhili wrote to Long Yuhan one by one and showed them to Long Yuhan one by one.

As time went on, the quality of the paper got worse and worse, and in the end it was even useless.

Long Yuhan's face was gloomy, his thin lips pursed tightly, holding these letters, he looked around.

He remembered that when he brought her into the palace, she did not live here at first.

"When the young lady came to the palace, she originally lived in Lanxiang Garden, but Mrs. Qiuxiang fell in love with the orchids in Lanxiang Garden, so she drove the young lady here..." Xiaoya cried, choking on her sobs.

"Why didn't I know that there is such a place in the palace?" Long Yuhan looked around dissatisfied. Where is this place for a rich lady to live? It is worse than a servant.

"Back to your lord!" Liu Yun clasped his fists, "This used to be a place where an old gardener lived. He took care of all the plum trees here. After he died, this place became deserted!"

"The old gardener is not dead, he was driven away by Mrs. Chunxiang, because the old gardener was the only one in the whole palace who was good to the young lady. Mrs. Chunxiang couldn't stand it, so she drove him away..." Xiaoya cried, unable to help but choke.

"Poor young lady, she did have a good life for a few years when she first entered the prince's palace, but since the prince married those ladies, the lady's life has become worse every day..."

"Every day is the leftovers of the servants' food. Every day I have to be looked down upon. Every day I have endless work to do and I have to be beaten and scolded. My lord, my lady, in order to make bird's nest porridge for you, I do embroidery every day.

Let Xiaoya take it out and sell it so that I can buy bird's nests..." Xiaoya held back her tears, then walked to the decaying wardrobe and opened it. Apart from a few thin summer clothes, there was not a single winter coat inside.

"Miss's clothes, the latest one, are from three years ago..." She cried again.

The poor lady did this for the prince, but the prince didn't care at all.

The bird's nest was used for mouthwash every day, so why did she need to exchange it for embroidery? She never told her that on several occasions, he gave the bird's nest she sent to his servants in a blink of an eye without even looking at it.

"Then what will she wear in winter?" Long Yuhan's voice was trembling. How did this poor girl get here all these years?

"Winter?" Xiaoya raised her voice and looked at Long Yuhan mockingly, "In winter, you wear all your clothes to keep out the cold. You can work non-stop during the day without getting cold, and you can burn some dead branches to keep warm at night.

…”

Long Yuhan was silent. This girl liked her, which really surprised him. After all, in his impression, she had always been a shy little girl, and the word "woman" could not be related to her at all.

And he was nominally her adoptive father, although he had never paid attention to her. For so many years, he had almost forgotten the existence of this little guy in the palace.

Unexpectedly, the stepmother's abuse of the little girl happened frequently in the palace.

"Why don't you tell me this?" Long Yuhan said a little defeatedly.

"Tell the prince?" Xiaoya's voice became louder and her tears became more violent. "Do you still remember that the young lady came to see you when she was eight years old? She told you that Mrs. Chunxiang bullied her and swollen the back of her hand, but you
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