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170. The Harmful People Are the End of the Dead (3)

So what if Ouyang Jing is forced to submit? He is just a trivial person, not worthy of hooking up with a daughter of the Jian family.

Qingxue just pretended not to see her and helped the old lady out.

The moonlight is like water, the cold wind is whistling, and the coldness penetrates into the bones.

The old lady looked at the calm girl in front of her with mixed feelings and regret.

"Xue'er, your eldest sister has made a lot of mistakes, but she is still your sister. Please be more considerate and don't bear any grudge against her."[

Even so, she knew that everything was irreversible.

These two people are destined to fight to the death!

But how could Jian Qingyu be her opponent? Alas!

Qingxue had a sweet smile, her voice was as clear as an oriole, but her eyes were as cold as snow, "Where did the old lady go? If she keeps her peace, who will harm her?"

She has prepared a return gift, I hope Miss Jian will like it.

Mrs. Jian's heart trembled and she sighed quietly.

They are not fuel-efficient lamps!

When she returned to the house, it was already midnight. Mrs. Tian had already prepared fragrant soup waiting for her. Qingxue took off her clothes and soaked in the warm water, sighing comfortably.

A pair of gentle hands pressed on her shoulders and rubbed them gently. After a few presses, all the fatigue in her body disappeared immediately.

Qingxue couldn't help but praise, "Ruyi, your hands are getting better and better."

Ruyi pursed her lips and smiled, "Miss, why did you let the third lady go?"

This point puzzled her. What a great opportunity. Just by raising her hand, she could send Miss Jian San to hell without her having to do it herself.

Qingxue raised her eyebrows, with a strange arc at the corner of her mouth, "It would be easier for her to die just like that. Sometimes living is the most painful thing."

Ruyi Moran, her master is indeed crueler than most people, but no matter what she does, she will obey orders.

Jian Qingyun quickly became Ouyang Jing's concubine, ranking ninth. When everyone knew the news, everything was a foregone conclusion.

There was no ceremony, no wine was served, just the servants were gathered together, gave instructions, and that was it.

The level of sloppiness is staggering.

After all, she is a lady from an official family, but she is willing to become a concubine. No wonder she is despised like this.

Everyone in the Jian family had been under pressure for many days, so of course they didn't dare to say anything. The quick-thinking servants even went to the extent of trying to get three meals a day.[

Jian Qingyun married an older man in his forties as a concubine when he was only thirteen years old. One can imagine the resentment in his heart.

But the situation was stronger than the situation, and the deal was already done. Her father also tried his best to comfort her, saying that at least she would not have to suffer if she followed Mr. Ouyang, and that she would be able to support the Jian family in the future. She was a great contributor to the Jian family, and so on.

Jian Xiude was very good at coaxing people. Within three days, he was able to coax Jian Qingyun around. He no longer whined and sighed. Instead, he was very interested in Ouyang Jing and tried to please Ouyang Jing.

Thanks to her, the Jian family's situation has improved greatly. At least they can have a full meal every day. People from all walks of life are trying to please her in every possible way. She can't help but feel a little complacent.

Only Jian Qingyu and Jian Qingxue were unpretentious, looking at them with poisonous eyes.

If it were them, she wouldn't be reduced to this.

Jian Qingyu finally stopped her and cried with tears in her eyes, "Third sister, don't be angry with me anymore, we are biological sisters."

"Humph." Jian Qingyun styled her hair in a woman's bun and wore a bright red robe. Her face was radiant and her complexion was excellent.

Jian Qingyu held her hand, tears streaming down her face, extremely sincere and extremely sad, "I swear to God, I really didn't harm you. It was all designed by Jian Qingxue. I must believe me."
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