Zhuang Jinghe couldn't move after seeing the woman struggling in pain at the staircase junction. She was only stunned for a moment. She didn't have much fear of hurting others, but she couldn't help but shuddered at being so cold-blooded, so she had
She was a little scared, as if she had become a killing tool. She seemed to have really forgotten everything and had no memory of any past emotions. She seemed to be able to hurt anyone. She seemed to be a lethal weapon.
She turned around and left in a daze, her heart not at all disturbed. She was just eager to know why she was in such a cold-blooded mood. She wanted to ask her mother how to explain this mood.
After a long time, the fainted woman moved again, her mouth was closed, but she could not speak. Her eyes were so anxious that tears slipped out, "Ah, ah..." A weak hoarse voice came out of the woman's mouth miserably.
Spit out.
Zhuang Jinghe returned to the room and called Zhu Lihan in a daze. She screamed: "Mom, I pushed Lan Cun'er into the hell of death. I pushed, but I didn't feel the slightest fear, and I wasn't happy either.
I have no memory. I killed her. Was it the right thing for me to do? Is it good for me? When I stretched out my hand, I couldn’t even remember that killing is illegal and you have to go to jail. Mom, I
I’m so afraid of this feeling of indifference that makes me bleed. I feel like what I’m strangling is not others, but myself, my throbbing throat…”
"Jinghe, Jinghe, listen to me."
Over there, Zhu Lihan hurriedly interrupted Zhuang Jinghe. She was very worried about her daughter's mentality. She had never thought about asking her Jinghe to kill people. Her palms were cold.
Yes, she wanted Lan Cun'er dead, but she would kill Lan Cun'er herself so as not to stain her daughter's hands. However, she didn't expect that Zhuang Jinghe, who had a history of mental illness, would unconsciously have a cruel temper.
Stronger than herself.
"Jinghe, listen to me, don't be afraid. Are you sure Lan Cun'er is dead? Has anyone seen you do it? You must not admit it, hey, I -"
Zhu Lihan wanted to say: I didn't ask you to kill someone, why are you so impulsive?
However, she thought that maybe Jinghe could not help it, not to mention that she had ordered her daughter to destroy Lan Cun'er and Yu Guanqun to avenge them. She could not blame her daughter.
"Jinghe, don't think about anything. Have a good sleep first. Maybe Lan Cun'er's tough girl won't die so easily. You have a good sleep and get up tomorrow morning and see how she is. Don't be afraid. I'll see you tomorrow morning.
Come over and see you."
"Mom, I'm scared. My mind is so confused. My hands don't seem to be mine. I'm going to find you now."
Zhuang Jinghe felt abandoned. She had forgotten the woman lying on the ground and fainted. She only thought of the misery and helplessness of losing her memory. She just wanted to lie in her mother's arms to find comfort.
"Hey, Jinghe, don't worry, if you run out like this, they will definitely suspect you. I will go find you tomorrow morning. Don't worry, my mother is here to support you. Even if you go to jail, I will sit for you. Don't be afraid.
"
After Zhu Lihan finally comforted her daughter, she was so worried that she couldn't sleep.
Looking at the half-moon hanging high outside the window, her hatred was like a flood, as if she had gone back to the horrific night of rape more than 20 years ago.
Zhu Lihan shrank, her palms formed into fists, and her nails dug into the heart of her palms. When the time came, when Jinghe found a good home, she would have nothing to worry about. By then, it would be her and Lan Cun'er's.
It’s time to die!
After taking care of her for a day and a night, Yu Guanqun was so tired that she fell asleep and didn't wake up again. If Lan Cun'er hadn't kicked the quilt because of body heat, he thought, Xiaoyun's life would not have been saved.
"Oh, here we go again, hugging her so tightly and even kicking the quilt."
He complained and pulled up the quilt, stayed for a while, and then used his usual sleeping position, straddling Lan Cun'er's body, but not putting his head on it to let her breathe smoothly.
"It's so hot, cough, cough..." Lan Cun'er mumbled and gradually woke up.
"An hour ago, I called Xiaoyun to check her temperature. It was still normal. I asked her to come over and take a look."
Seeing that Lan Cun'er was awake, Yu Guanqun released his grip.
He rang the call bell, but there was no response from Xiaoyun. He frowned displeased, thinking to himself, how could this lazy girl sleep so hard?
The weather was still so cold that he couldn't bear to leave the bed, and he didn't feel comfortable leaving his little weakling to call for help. In addition, his broken leg was just able to walk short distances. It would be difficult to walk more and it would not be good for the injury.
of.
"Honey, lie down obediently and tuck the quilt tightly. I'll call Xiaoyun to come over and take your temperature."
As a last resort, Yu Guanqun put on his clothes and covered Lan Cun'er tightly before going out.
It was a bit difficult for him to walk, and his legs that were barely able to walk were still a bit stiff and crooked, but he was so tall that he didn't see anyone lying on the ground, and he almost stepped on the woman lying on the ground.
"Hey," he exclaimed in surprise, and then he saw clearly that it was Xiaoyun. He hurriedly bent down and half-hugged Xiaoyun's upper body, and asked worriedly: "Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you? Why did you fall?"
"Here comes someone!" Yu Guanqun couldn't help but feel annoyed by the rules at home. Servants were not allowed to come to the main room at night, and he couldn't use his legs, so he couldn't call for help now.
"Hey, Xiaoyun, why are you so careless? Wake up," he patted Xiaoyun's frozen and pale face, and the worry in his heart spread.
"Oh, let me hug you up. This silly girl will lose half her life if she freezes for a whole night."
It was so difficult that he carried Xiaoyun to lie down on the sofa in the living room downstairs. Yu Guanqun didn't have time to squeeze his painful right leg, so he sat down on the sofa and picked up the phone to dial fiercely, and then called the housekeeper Hong Limin.
When Hong Limin came over with two maids, he sweatily took the crutches handed over by the maid and told Hong Limin: "Uncle Hong, I called the family doctor. Xiaoyun fell, but there was no bleeding. I
I think he just fainted. Let the family doctor see what he says. If he needs to be sent to the hospital as soon as possible, you can arrange it. You, come up with me with the medical kit."
After Yu Guanqun gave orders to Hong Limin, he pointed at one of the maids, and then went upstairs on crutches.
After taking Lan Cun'er's temperature, the high fever started to relapse again after it subsided. No wonder she kicked off the quilt.
"You little weakling, you are really annoying. You have a baby in your belly and you can't take medicine. It's me who's suffering. Get me up quickly. I'm going to sleep for two days and two nights."
Lan Cun'er ignored his complaints and just asked weakly: "Why did you go down for so long? You didn't even take the crutches. Are your legs okay?"
"Haha, you must have lied. You said that if you have a broken leg, it's better not to find a woman. Look, don't you care about me more than the baby?"
Yu Guanqun couldn't help but tease her when he took the opportunity, feeling very sweet.
"Did you just know?"
"I knew it a long time ago. Just close your eyes and take a nap and you'll be fine. Hey."
Yu Guanqun sighed. Thinking of Xiaoyun, his sleepiness gradually faded away. But seeing that he had not seen Hong Limin reporting for so long, he felt relieved again. He thought, maybe Xiaoyun is fine. After all, he didn't see him.
Bleeding.
"What's wrong? Is there anything that's bothering you?"
"Oh, no, go to sleep."
"You must have something on your mind, do you miss another woman?" Observation these days revealed that he respected Jinghe. It must have been a misunderstanding that time, so who else was he thinking about? Gu Yingyun has left, not long ago
, I even sent her a message to explain it before leaving. Has a new woman appeared?
"Hmph, you heartless woman, do you really think I am a sick cat with a broken leg?"
Yu Guanqun raised his eyebrows, showing no pity. He tore her dry lips with a violent and passionate kiss while muttering dissatisfiedly:
"Maybe we should try something more serious. This cold is dragging on slowly and I don't know how long it will take to get better. It's better to pass it on at once."
Lan Cun'er felt him pull open her pajamas, and her eyes widened in surprise. She was already weak due to a cold, and he wanted to make her even more weak and weak?
"I am sick."
"I know."
"Then let go." Lan Cun'er grabbed his unbridled hand, her whole body no longer knew whether it was a fever or the heat he had ignited.
"My punishment hasn't started yet. I've had enough of you always doubting me and always saying that I have a woman. Tell me, do you know you were wrong?"
It's pity that she is just a patient now, okay? Do you still have to bear his punishment and threats?
Lan Cun'er rolled his eyes feebly and slowly analyzed it for himself. He felt that he was wrong. Since everyone believed that he was no longer a ghost, and there was no evidence, he shouldn't say these distrustful words anymore. However, he was also very hateful.
Ah, now she is obviously very weak, and it is her most annoying threat. If I bow my head like this, won't I have to be bullied by him again?
"That's right!" she replied stiffly.
With a "hiss" sound, the pajamas finally broke into pieces. Yu Guanqun regained his usual charming smile and said seductively:
"I'm not afraid of your harsh words. Wait a minute, don't cry and call me for help. I won't let you go if you catch a cold. You'd better pray that the cold stops quickly. I have to release all the virus-laden heat from your body before I let you go."
"You're perverted! Oh, it hurts."
Screaming, Lan Cun'er was bitten and frowned.
"That's what it's like. He screams loudly and vigorously. He doesn't look like someone with a cold or fever."
"Bad guy, my bones are going to be torn apart."
Feeling his instant intrusion, Lan Cun'er punched him twice weakly, biting her lip stubbornly to stop herself from screaming.
"Then tell me, do you realize your mistake?"
"Ah!" She shook her head in resistance, and immediately had to bear his fierce attack. The scream she was holding back turned into a beautiful moan, which aroused his long-suffering lust.
"I... can't bear it anymore, let me go."
After a long time, the two of them were sweating profusely, and she was so tired that she could fall asleep with her eyes closed, but he still refused to let her go, insisting that she admit her mistake.
"Then you say you are wrong."
Yu Guanqun also felt sorry for and worried about her. After all, she had a baby's body, but she always made him crazy and out of control.
"I slept."
"Ah?" Yu Guanqun looked forward to it, thinking she was going to admit her mistake, but after waiting for a long time, all she could say from her open mouth was "sleep" instead of "wrong", and then she actually fell asleep to death.
.
"I'm so angry. I have so much power, but I still got fooled by her."
Yu Guanqun angrily folded the quilt and pressed his face against hers. The anger in his body could not be released, which drove away his strong sleepiness and left him sleepless for the rest of the night.
Early in the morning, Hong Limin came over to report Xiaoyun's situation.
When Yu Guanqun heard the knock on the door, he woke up and immediately looked at Lan Cun'er's forehead. Unexpectedly, he found that Lan Cun'er's high fever had completely gone away, and her body temperature was as normal as his.
A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked a little proud. He thought to himself, was the exercise last night really so effective? Seeing that her face was gradually becoming rosier and her lips were not so dry, well, it should be all
Okay, remember this remedy next time, so as not to exhaust your energy due to a little cold. If you have energy, it is better to exercise more and give birth to a cute little girl next time. How good and happy it will be.
The door was knocked lightly again, and Yu Guanqun came back to his senses. He hurriedly kissed Lan Cun'er on the lips, took a reluctant bite, and said softly: "Sleep well, my husband will be back soon."
Holding on to his crutches, Yu Guanqun closed the door and immediately asked: "How is it? Is Xiaoyun okay?"
"Master, it was not convenient for me to see your legs last night, so I came to tell you this morning. Xiaoyun was sent to the hospital last night, and the situation is not optimistic."
Yu Guanqun's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said, "Okay, let's go downstairs and talk."
When he came downstairs, Hong Limin sighed and said: "Master, Xiaoyun is still unconscious. The doctor said that there is a big congestion in her head that has blocked the nerves and she will not be able to wake up for a while. If she undergoes surgery, it will be very dangerous.
Without surgery, maybe she—"
"What's possible? Tell me, I can bear it."
"Maybe Xiaoyun will become mute."
"What?" Yu Guanqun scolded. Thinking of Xiaoyun's usually soft and crisp voice, he felt sad and asked angrily:
"What kind of doctor is that? Does he know how to treat patients? Uncle Hong, please spread the word. If you dare to make my maid mute, be careful I blow up his operating room."
Hong Limin gritted his teeth in embarrassment and thought to himself, the young master still has such a fiery temper. He thought he and his young mistress had been so affectionate recently and their temperament had become restrained. Oh, it turns out that he is a bit whimsical, like Yu Kefan's character, who is in his eighties.
I have had the same temperament for years. Alas, character is hard to change.
Yu Guanqun calmed down and said irritably: "Okay, I'll invite the best doctors from abroad. I don't believe that she can't be cured. I will definitely not let her become mute."
Zhuang Jinghe barely slept last night. She walked downstairs listlessly with two panda eyes. It was as if the violent incident that happened last night had never happened before. It was just like she was sleepwalking. She walked to the place where the incident happened without even moving.
It was so slow that he didn't even glance at the floor.
Her hands were hanging weakly on the armrest, and she suddenly heard the end of Yu Guanqun's words. She was stunned, and everything that happened last night reappeared vividly before her eyes.
"Ah? Is Cun'er not dead? Is she mute? Has she become mute?"
Anxiously wanting to know the answer, she turned a sharp corner, held on to the handrail, jumped down two or three stairs, and asked hurriedly:
"Guanqun, is Cun'er mute? Can't speak? If he fell from upstairs, would it be so serious? He shouldn't die, right?"
Yu Guanqun narrowed his sharp eyes and studied Zhuang Jinghe through the slit, feeling strange and suspicious in his heart.
His look lasted for a long time, making Zhuang Jinghe even more guilty. She forced a natural smile and said, "What's wrong? Didn't I wash my face?"