If what the old ritualist said was true, then Zhang Xiu committed suicide for love.
The emperor squinted suspiciously, "Why end it all? Was it because of the empress dowager?"
"I dare not! I am because… my life will not last much longer…" The old ritualist began to feign illness and misery, resorting to all sorts of tearful and pitiful tactics, "… If your Majesty does not believe me, please call Little Physician, she was the one who diagnosed me with a terminal illness."
…
When he came out of the Imperial Study Room, the old ritualist met Xiao Liulang who had been waiting for a long time.
"I'm sorry to have implicated you, teacher." Xiao Liulang apologized guiltily.
The old ritualist sighed, "It's not your fault, it's my lack of consideration."
"Your reputation, teacher…"
The old ritualist waved his hand, "I never had much of a reputation to speak of. My relationship with her wasn't like I told his majesty, but in the end… I still wronged her. She… was my wife's sister."