At that time, Prince Yan Huai was in power. The Xie family had offended him, and now they were barely surviving. Lin Yuanzhi was cowardly and feared death. He worried that he would be implicated because he had married into the Xie family. Taking advantage of a cold, he poisoned his wife's medicine, hoping to kill her and thus be rid of his troubles.,"Lady, you killed me... it's all my fault... it's my fault..." Wen Xue Luo wept bitterly, kneeling at her feet, her voice weak and pitiful. Her demeanor was heartbreaking, but secretly, she held onto Xie Shuning's hand in an unseen corner, her long fingernails like water lilies, piercing deeply into Xie Shuning's flesh: "Let me atone for the Prince...",He looked up, confused and impatient, but still bent down and hugged her. Wen Xueluo was still lying there. He became suspicious and just as he was about to let go of Xie Shuning, a sharp pain suddenly came to his chest.。