Mrs. Hua's wrist was tightly grasped by Liu Xiangjun's hands, her voice quivering as she spoke, revealing how terrified she was at the moment.
This person who died was the princess's husband, and he died in her room, a fate that anyone would be terrified of.
"How could it be?" This was the first sentence Mrs. Hua said since being shocked, she really couldn't imagine it.
The princess's husband actually died in the Flowers Pavilion, but how did he die?
The first thought was the common saying - dying under a peony tree, even as a ghost, one would be passionate.
But she knew that the princess's husband was not the kind to be unrestrained in seeking pleasure, most of the time he was just drinking wine and composing poetry, accompanied by the sound of a girl's zither.
Could it be that he drank too much and died from drunkenness?
After coming to her senses, Mrs. Hua coldly glanced at Liu Xiangjun and said, "What is there to panic about?"
