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39. Chapter 39 Escaping Marriage (9)

"Although the master came back later, the young lady still hated him very much and ignored him all the time. The master was busy with business, and after mourning his wife, he went away again. But at this time, the former housekeeper in the mansion colluded with outsiders for the purpose of

In order to gain the property of the house, he poisoned the young lady. Moreover, the housekeeper was ruthless and did not poison the young lady once. In order not to attract other people's attention, he put chronic poison in the young lady's diet. Once or twice would be fine, but as time passes,

If it takes too long, the lady will die."

Xilan took a breath of cold air, "It's so vicious..."

"Yeah." Huarui nodded, "Later, the young lady was really poisoned, because the housekeeper was taking care of everything at home. The housekeeper bribed a doctor to treat the young lady, saying that the young lady was ill, and it was an incurable disease, and she needed to be treated.

Stay in bed and treat slowly. The housekeeper actually thought that the young lady’s life was too long and her death was too slow, so he asked the doctor to add an extra dose of chronic poison to the young lady’s potion!”

"Hey..." Now Zhan Meixiang almost knows how she traveled through time. Such insidious and ruthless moves will definitely damage a person's vitality. It turns out that this young lady must have been young because her vitality was consumed too much.

He must have died young.

"I'm like that, so why don't daddy come back to see me?" Zhan Meixiang wiped her tears. She was really not used to this era without tissues, so she had to wipe her nose with the handkerchief Xi Zi handed over.

Xi Zi looked at her handkerchief embroidered with lotus flowers and opened her mouth slightly, but Zhan Meixiang would not notice these details. Only Xi Lan knew that Xi Zi scrapped a piece of clothing and also scrapped a beloved one.

handkerchief.

"What happened next?" Xi Zi couldn't bear to look at the handkerchief anymore, so she turned to look at the stamens.

"Later, after the young lady lay in bed for more than a month, the master finally came back, looked at the young lady, and then went out. The young lady cried and told Huarui that she would never recognize this father again, and that her mother was dead.

Daddy has never come to comfort me. He has been busy all day long and doesn’t know what to do. Now that he is ill, daddy still has to go out. It is better for him to just go and die. It would be clean."

"So cool! I like it!" Although Zhan Meixiang cried so hard that her nose and eyes were twisted into a ball, she still couldn't help but praise the former owner of this body, "I speak for myself!" With that, Zhan Meixiang once again

He fell headlong onto Xi Zi's shoulders.

"What..." Xi Zi really wanted to slap the heavy head that Zhan Meixiang was leaning on and push it to the table, but she endured it.

"After the master left for a few days, the young lady's condition became more and more serious. She was coughing up blood and looked ugly. At that time, Hua Rui thought that the young lady would not have a good life for a few days, so she asked someone to quietly deliver a message to the master without letting the housekeeper know.

...Suddenly one evening, the lady seemed to be in good spirits, and asked Hua Rui to fetch the kite. Hua Rui didn't know what the lady was going to do, so she took it to the lady. But the lady seemed to be crazy, and when she got it, she

I started to dismantle the kite and refused to stop even after tearing the kite apart. Every bone was broken and I didn’t stop. Many wooden sticks were inserted into the young lady’s hand, and the young lady didn’t even complain of pain..."

Recalling this point, Huarui shed tears alone, "But at this moment, the master rushed back. He stood at the door of the young lady's room without saying a word, watching the young lady finish all this alone. When the young lady finally gave up, the master finally

Slowly walked to the lady's bedside, said nothing, did nothing, just sat cross-legged and buried his face in the lady's quilt."

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