The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Chapter 1095 Why Don’t You Save My Poor Wife?

Shi Anxia's words "This man cannot be married" made Shi Anrou's heart sink to the bottom instantly.

She was naturally obedient, but she was also a little unwilling, "Why? Xia'er knows Master Du?"

"I don't know her." Shi Anxia's eyes were heavy. "I only know that his late wife's name was Su Yushu, the seventh child."

Shi Anrou clutched the hem of her skirt, not understanding for a moment, "You mean... his servant is his wife in disguise? That's impossible, his servant is a man, not a woman in disguise."

Shi Anxia shook her head, "No, his wife Su Yushu did jump into the well and died."

Shi Anrou felt a chill down her spine, "Jump into the well?"

Shi Anxia said calmly, "He calls himself Du Qilang to commemorate his deceased wife. The servant is called 'Yu Shu', but he is just a living tablet, reminding him not to forget his deceased wife."

Shi Anrou couldn't sit still anymore. "Then why did he ask me to marry him? Did he want me to replace his dead wife?"

Thinking of this possibility, her face turned pale. She was living a comfortable life now, how could she be so confused that she had to suffer this?

But the truth was far more terrifying than she had imagined. Shi Anxia didn't hide it from her, "No, he doesn't want you to be his substitute, he wants to avenge his wife."

Shi Anrou was so frightened that her face turned from blue to pale, and she stammered, "I, I have no grudge against him, why is he seeking revenge on me?"

Shi Anxia's gloomy eyes fell on her cheek, "Because... you are Shi Yunxing's sister."

Back then, Shi Yunxing fell in love with a new bride. He teamed up with a group of hooligans and took advantage of Du Hui's absence to defile the bride's innocence.

The bride was Du Hui's wife Su Yushu.

Su Yushu was a chaste woman. At first, Shi Yunxing tempted her with status and money, but she refused to obey, so Shi Yunxing and his gang raped her.

Unable to bear the humiliation, Su Yushu left a suicide note and jumped into a well the next day.

Du Hui found a jade pendant left by Shi Yunxing at home, and together with the suicide note left by his wife, he went to the government office to file a complaint in grief and anger.

Aunt Wen panicked and claimed that she had a way to get Shi Yunxing to become Fang Yuchu's disciple, and asked Old Madam Shi for eight hundred taels of private silver to shut Du Hui up.

She also threatened Du Hui, saying that there was someone in the yamen.

Du Hui took these words to heart and realized that the powerful officials protected each other and that it was impossible to avenge his wife, so he took eight hundred taels of silver and left Beijing overnight.

When Shi Anrou heard Shi Anxia talk about this matter, her eyes turned red with anger, "Shi Yunxing is a beast!"

What makes me even more angry is: I have to bear the consequences of his sins!

But suddenly he remembered something, his eyes widened, "Xia'er, you know so much, right...what did Du Hui do to you?"

Shi Anxia's mouth was dry as he spoke, and it felt like there was a handful of grit in his throat. It was really painful to talk about this matter.

She picked up the teacup to drink, but the tea had turned cold, so she had to put it down with a frown.

Shi Anrou hurriedly stood up to brew the tea again, but her fingers were shaking so much that the boiling water rushed into the celadon cup, splashing a few drops onto the table, soaking a few trembling camellia flowers.

An unknown amount of time passed before Shi Anxia withdrew his gaze from the dark night. "In my previous life, he bribed his way into becoming an imperial merchant. He traveled extensively, winning over the concubines' maternal families, and eventually, he extended his hand into the harem. At that time, he thought I was Shi Yunxing's sister, so he teamed up with several concubines to frame me."

Shi Anrou was stunned.

Then An Xia said, "So, you absolutely cannot marry him."

Because in this life, Shi Yunxing's sister has become Shi Anrou in Du Hui's eyes, so his target has naturally changed.

Shi Anxia sighed softly, "How great would it be if I could come back earlier and save Su Yushu?"

Shi Anrou: "..."

She did come back earlier, but she hadn't accomplished anything. Actually, she had heard about Su Yushu's incident, but at the time, she just listened and let it go, never putting herself in his shoes to speak up for him.

As long as she wasn't the one suffering, what did the suffering of others have to do with her? Perhaps this was why her life was getting worse and worse after each rebirth?

Suddenly, it started to rain outside the window. Shi Anrou thought that maybe even God thought she was stupid.

A few days later, Du Hui arrived as promised.

Anxia was sitting at the head of the main hall when she saw Mr. Du, dressed in an indigo-blue robe, step over the threshold. He was about forty years old, with a well-proportioned face, but a frosty brow.

He saluted with his back straight and his voice neither humble nor arrogant, "Du Hui greets the eldest princess."

Shi Anxia said calmly, "Please take a seat."

Du Hui stood motionless in the hall, just looking up at the noble woman sitting there quietly.

Outside the eaves, the rain was falling like a curtain of weaving. The dim light of the sky slanted in through the carved window lattices, shrouding half of his body in shadow.

There were a few stains of mud on the hem of his blue shirt, probably because he had come out in the rain, but his back was still as straight as an ink line drawn with a ruler.

The hall was silent for a moment, the only sound being the patter of rain outside the eaves. The raindrops slammed onto the bluestone steps, a splash like broken jade filtering through the curtains, spreading a damp silence across the tiled floor.

An Xia was the first to speak, speaking frankly, "Mr. Du wants to marry my sister, but I don't agree."

Du Hui hadn't expected the other party to be so direct. There was no need for any pretense. He smiled casually, "Why?"

Shi Anxia's eyes were heavy. "There's a saying that goes, 'Don't advise others to do good without experiencing their suffering.' I understand your desire to marry my sister and avenge your wife." She paused, then added, "But there's another saying you've probably heard, 'Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor.' Whoever has a grudge against you should be the one to go after. Harming innocent people is a sin on your part."

The vein on Du Hui's forehead suddenly jumped.

This woman is indeed weird!

He clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves. After an unknown amount of time, he finally roared, "But Shi Yunxing is dead! He's dead! He's dead! I'm going to tear him into pieces!"

The gentleman who had originally looked modest and respectful now had bloodshot eyes and was furious. He had even forgotten how powerful the woman sitting above him was.

He only knew...that she refused to save his wife.

His eyes danced with flames of hatred as he stared at her, looking as if he wanted to eat her.

Shi Anxia's heart was moved, but she didn't show it on her face. Her eyes remained calm. "I hate Shi Yunxing as much as you do. I avenged him in my own way. At the same time, I also avenged you."

We shouldn't be enemies!

Du Hui's eyes grew even colder, "So you killed Shi Yunxing! You demolished his mourning hall! You threw his body into a mass grave! So you were reborn, just like what was written in the storybook! But... why..." Tears streamed down his face, and he suddenly fell to the ground, covering his face and crying, "Why, you wouldn't save my poor wife... Why... let her suffer such a terrible thing... My wife's death was so pitiful, so pitiful..."

Shi Anxia naturally couldn't admit such a shocking secret in front of someone who didn't know the details, "You also believe in the book of strange stories?"