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Liu Susu's forehead was swollen and red, blood seeping out continuously. However, the pain did not calm her down; instead, it made her even more irritable.
"Do you think that if I shut my mouth, you can become as formidable as Gu Bei?" Liu Susu laughed maniacally. "Dream on! You're just deceiving yourself; you can't compare to him!"
These words deeply pierced Gu Rong, causing him to lose his rationality for a moment. He used all his strength to push Liu Susu away.
Liu Susu screamed as she fell to the ground. Gu Rong, still filled with rage, stepped forward and grabbed her again, slapping her hard across the face.
He slapped her several times. At first, Liu Susu struggled, but soon her resistance weakened. Gu Rong was blinded by anger and did not notice her diminishing fight.
"Sister! Sister is bleeding a lot!" The maid wanted to intervene during their scuffle but hesitated. Neither of the masters were easy to deal with, and as a mere maid, she had no standing to speak up.
At that moment, seeing Liu Susu pushed down and being hit, she felt a surge of fear. What frightened her even more was the blood flowing from Liu Susu's body, quickly staining the ground.
The so-called Son-in-law seemed possessed by an evil spirit, relentlessly beating his own sister.
Summoning courage from somewhere, the maid rushed forward and desperately grabbed Gu Rong's arm, shouting loudly, "Son-in-law, let go of my sister! She's bleeding!"
Startled by the maid's scream, Gu Rong jolted and calmed down slightly.
Only then did he realize something was wrong. Liu Susu lay limply on the ground, her eyes wide open but showing no signs of resistance. After Gu Rong released his grip, she remained unresponsive, sprawled on the floor.
Under normal circumstances, Liu Susu would never allow herself to be treated this way; she would have jumped up and fought back long ago.
Gu Rong's heart sank as he realized his hands were covered in blood, sticky and foul-smelling.
"Sister!" The maid rushed over, wanting to help Liu Susu but hesitating to touch her. She knelt beside her in desperation and cried out to Gu Rong for help: "Son-in-law, please save my sister! She... she seems like she's not going to make it!"
Gu Rong was also taken aback. While he harbored a deep hatred for Liu Susu and wished to kill her, he had never intended to actually harm her. As long as the Liu Family existed, he could not lay a hand on Liu Susu.
He pushed the maid aside and examined Liu Susu closely. He discovered a wound at the back of her head from which blood flowed continuously.
Gu Rong reached out to check Liu Susu's breath and pulse but found that they had already stopped.
Liu Susu was accidentally killed by him.
The sudden and unexpected change left everyone present in shock.
After a while, it was Gu Rong who first regained his composure. He ordered someone to restrain the maid and lock her in the woodshed. If she spread the news, everything would be exposed; now was not the time to offend the Liu Family.
"Bitch, even in death, you couldn't have chosen a worse time!" Gu Rong kicked Liu Susu's lifeless body, his anger not dissipating with her death.
On the contrary, with the loss of an outlet for his frustrations, it festered within him.
"Young Master, what should we do with the lady's body?" his trusted aide asked, knowing they couldn't just leave it lying around the house.
Gu Rong stared at Liu Susu's corpse in silence. After a moment, a malicious smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"This bitch thought she could look down on others just because she was from the Liu Family!" Gu Rong pointed in a direction. "Since she loved dogs so much, I'm sure she'd be willing to feed wild dogs after her death!"
With a chilling smile, Gu Rong said, "Chop this bitch's body up and take it to the mass grave to feed the dogs!"
Good riddance; let them all die!
What Liu Susu? What Liu Family? Just a bunch of sycophants!
Gu Rong felt he had been utterly wrong from the start; relying on the Liu Family to deal with Gu Bei was a mistake. So let Gu Bei and the Liu Family all go to hell together!
Having company on the road to the underworld would be his final act of mercy.
His aide received the order without hesitation and quickly set off to carry it out. Poor Liu Susu, born with a silver spoon, who had played her cards well but ended up losing everything, not even able to keep her own body.
After Liu Susu's disappearance, Gu Rong only claimed that she was unwell and didn't want to see anyone, locking herself in her room.
Such things happened often. During her time at the Gu Family, Liu Susu had rarely been in good spirits.
Liu Susu was not well-liked, and she had not shown her face in the residence for quite some time. The others felt relieved rather than concerned about her absence.
Meanwhile, the Liu Family was deeply worried about Liu Susu. As long as she behaved herself, they would be satisfied. Gu Rong presented himself impeccably before Liu Chancellor, who never suspected that Gu Rong would harm his daughter. When he heard that Liu Susu was unwilling to see anyone, he assumed she was still upset with them and sighed without further doubt.
This matter was surprisingly well concealed.
On another front, the court had been tumultuous lately, and everyone was too preoccupied with their own affairs to concern themselves with the troubles of others.
After another bout of poisoning, the Emperor's health had deteriorated significantly, reaching a point where it could no longer be hidden. The more astute ministers began to notice the signs and grew worried about the succession of the throne.
Gu Bei had already received subtle hints from the Emperor, so he was well aware of the shifting dynamics. However, knowing did not guarantee a smooth path forward.
Supporting a background-less Sixth Prince to ascend to the throne was no easy task. Gu Bei held military power over half of Dongchuan, but that alone was not a surefire guarantee of success.
In addition to military might, many other factors could influence the final outcome.
Yet the Emperor seemed indifferent; during his final days, he became somewhat willful. It was as if he wanted to make up for past grievances against the Sixth Prince, pouring all his remaining energy into supporting him.
The Sixth Prince was brought into the palace and resided in his original quarters, but everything felt entirely different now.
He had courtiers who cared for him, enjoyed warm meals three times a day, and no longer faced relentless pursuit.
Though he could not flaunt himself like some powerful princes, he almost resembled a true prince.
Although these were all covert actions by the Emperor, the time had not yet come for him to fully prepare for the Sixth Prince's peace of mind.
He merely wished to see his son’s happy expression before he passed away.
However, every move made by the Emperor could not go unnoticed. Even in secrecy, many observant individuals caught wind of his actions.
The most obvious among them was the Queen.
Upon realizing the Emperor's unusual behavior, the Queen could roughly guess the underlying reasons. Having married into the palace at a young age, she had spent her life trying to understand the Emperor's thoughts and please him; it was impossible for her not to see the implications of his actions.
Once she sensed that the Emperor intended to support the Sixth Prince, the Queen began to show obvious goodwill towards him.
With both the Emperor and the Queen backing him, anyone who wished to harm the Sixth Prince had to think twice before acting. Offending the Sixth Prince might be inconsequential, but crossing the Empress was not something one could take lightly.
People in the palace started to regard Murong Xi with different eyes. Previously filled with disdain, their gazes now turned respectful. Murong Xi was unsure whether this change was due to directives from the Emperor and Queen or if these opportunistic courtiers had simply learned to read the room.
Regardless of the reason, it did nothing to lift Murong Xi's spirits.
He resided in this suddenly bustling chamber, surrounded by attentive courtiers, yet he found himself reminiscing about that house.
There were no luxurious palaces there, no exquisite decorations; even meals had to be prepared by oneself, and everyone had to take turns doing chores.
Yet that place held a deep allure for Murong Xi.
If it weren't for the Emperor's decree, he might have almost forgotten he was still a prince and would have wanted to live in that house for a lifetime.
Now living in the palace, everything seemed fine, yet he no longer felt inclined to stay there.
However, he was no longer an overlooked nobody. Because of the Empress's influence, every move he made was under scrutiny. Trying to slip out of the palace was no longer an easy task.
The lonely Sixth Prince could only sit on a cushion adorned with golden threads, sorrowfully writing letters to everyone back at the house.
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