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Chapter 812: A Gift from the Young Marshal to Love [41]

Zhong Qing tilted her head, looked at the eldest lady and found that the eldest lady's expression had not changed much, she was just looking at the stage intently.

But when the young master died, the mistress of the house came out on the stage, knelt there, hugged her son and kept crying, wanting to get rid of the little maid. The little maid knelt aside, explaining and begging for mercy in a low voice.

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At this moment, Zhongqing noticed a teardrop appearing in the corner of the eldest lady's eyes.

He Anyuan was sitting there. Originally she was very interested in this drama, but the more she watched, the uglier her face became and the more frightened she became. These things... were so familiar, they were clearly from that time, when she and Yi Xin,

Young Marshal, the replica of Zhong Qing.

She was a little restless, Xiaoyun stood behind her, her face became a little ugly.

He Anyuan turned her head cautiously and secretly looked at the eldest wife, only to find that the eldest wife was just addicted to drama, her eyes were red, obviously thinking of her dead young master...

Many people didn't know the truth of the matter at the time, and just thought it was a story weaved by Zhong Zhong. Everyone looked at it in a low mood. The fourth aunt and wife picked up a handkerchief to wipe their tears and whispered: "This young master

It was such an unjust death... He was poisoned without any head or tail... Did you find out later that it was this young lady who killed the young master?"

Zhongqing didn't say anything, just looked at the stage with a smile.

What happened next?

Later... this comedy came to an end.

The real end is now about to officially begin.

The bright red curtain was slowly closed.

Many people were sitting there, not moving. It took a long, long time before the eldest lady stood up, but her expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of sadness or joy.

He Anyuan tried to help the eldest lady. The eldest lady's movements stiffened for a moment, but she still supported He Anyuan, "Suddenly...I miss Yi Xin...you go and play separately. I want to see Yi Xin."

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"Madam, it's all because of Zhong Qing's fault. I didn't expect to ruin the eldest lady's happiness..." Zhong Qing saw the opportunity and immediately spoke, deeply apologizing to the eldest lady.

After hearing such words, the eldest lady remained silent and did not even look at Zhong Qing. She glanced at the young marshal on the side, then looked at He Anyuan on the side, and then said: "Young marshal, why don't you go and have a cup of tea with me...

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