---"A cat crying is like a mouse pretending to be compassionate. Only you, Ding Qianrong, can do this kind of thing." ---
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Lingfeng Pavilion
The closed door creaked open, bringing a gust of cold wind into the house.
As the footsteps rustled, the person on the couch wiped away his tears and asked calmly: "Zhen'er, why did you go so long, ahem -" the voice was slightly hoarse with a sob at the end.
"I - oh, Butler Liu happened to be away, so I asked Myolie to pick them up. Myolie didn't know where those things were, so we had to look for them slowly, and we didn't find them until now. Miss, come here, have a drink
Just take a sip." Zhen'er explained with evasive eyes, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured a spoonful of Qingxinlu and put it to her mouth.
Ding Qianrong opened her mouth and felt a sweet and refreshing sensation in her mouth. After swallowing, her chest felt cold and comfortable. After swallowing, she nodded at Zhen'er and said, "That's enough. I feel much better after drinking it." Her soft voice was filled with a hint of something.
Choked and mute.
The woman's eyes, which were sitting peacefully on the pear tree, were empty and unfocused. They were dark and clear due to the tears just washed away. All her green hair was wrapped in a fluffy brown-gray fur fox hat, which made her beautiful and pointed.
Her face looked even more delicate and small, and her pale complexion suddenly caught the eye of those eyes that were out of focus and empty, as lifeless as a dead well. Her body was as thin as a willow, even if she was lying under the cotton-padded jacket and brocade quilt.
It seems like a gust of wind can blow it away.
At this time, Ding Qianrong still had the beauty and glamor that she had just married into the General's Mansion seven months ago. Once the aura of favor she had gained through all the agencies was lost in the past, all that was left was her long period of torture and punishment.
"Miss, today is your birthday. Can Zhen'er go to the kitchen to make longevity noodles and red eggs for you?" Zhen'er looked to the left, with a hint of shyness, and asked with a smile.
Ding Qianrong's empty eyes flashed, and a sweet smile appeared on her lips: "Don't bother me. Now I am lonely and forgotten. It doesn't matter if I don't celebrate my birthday. It's cold outside, and so do you."
Stop working, just stay here and talk to me." There was a calmness between his brows, and there was a vibrato at the end of his voice.
Hearing this, Zhen'er felt a lump in her throat. She bit her lip, holding back the overflowing tears. She held her cold hand, squeezed it hard a few times, and asked more and more: "Miss, you have become like this now."
In the end, have you ever regretted what you did to the eldest lady? Also, have you ever regretted falling in love with and marrying the general?"
Although Zhen'er's voice was soft, in an instant, it became clear that it was ridiculing and harsh in this quiet room.
At that moment, Zhen'er looked panic-stricken, her eyes evaded, and she held the young lady's soft hand that was shaking. In such a cold weather, she actually had a layer of cold sweat on her temples because of the questions she asked.
Ding Qianrong's empty and out-of-focus eyes trembled slightly and then suddenly regained their composure. Her soft voice was as misty as a wisp of green smoke and as green as a dry well: "I, Ding Qianrong, never regret every decision I make, even if I get the benefits now."
The same goes for having only one residence in a solitary pavilion."
His empty eyes were smiling, his thoughts drifting away, and he continued: "Three years ago, General Wanyan smiled at his newlywed wife and planted a pear orchid garden for his wife. It became a good story. I was very curious at the time.
What kind of outstanding man is he? Until he triumphed and I saw his majestic figure on the black mount on the Lanyue Tower, I knew at that moment that I would fall here all my life.
Man's hand.
Since that day, I have been very curious and even envious of the general’s wife, Gu Xiyan, the daughter of Taifu Gu.
Jealousy, I have always wondered how outstandingly talented she is, so that a warrior who has been fighting for many years is willing to plant a pear orchid tree in a garden just to make her smile. This became a legend and was widely set as a model. Until
I learned that she and her husband were going to the Chenghuang Temple to burn incense, so I ordered someone to bump into her intentionally when she was asking for a fortune."
Ding Qianrong's empty eyes narrowed slightly, and she paused and continued: "At that time, I still heard my husband's angry words. He said, "Damn, you can hit the general's wife? If anything happens to the wife, I will not be the general."
You can't kill me." In the end, Gu Xiyan just gave him sweet advice and made him calm down. Maybe it was his domineering attitude and his doting on her that made me hate Gu Xiyan.
Because of the hostility, I swore at that time that I would get everything Gu Xiyan had, and I would make her the general's wife, not the second wife's aunt.
After my father found out, he warned me that he was not something I could mess with, but I didn't believe it. In my eyes, as a clumsy and ordinary woman like Gu Xiyan, I didn't believe that she could have his love forever, and I didn't believe that she could have his love forever.
I couldn't beat her with my beauty and skills. In the end, I won. Even though the victory was not honorable, I was still willingly married by him. I was favored by him for nearly four months. I gave that woman a taste of being alone in the boudoir.
So what if we have been in love for two years? In the end, the husband is still unable to resist the temptation of the outside world, and he still chooses to trust the new concubine and abandon the old wife. This is the way the world is. Only if you have the means, can you get you
Want everything instead of just accepting it!
In the end, I lost, lost to them, lost to Gu Xiyan's counterattack, lost to his 'cruelty',
I thought his favor for me would offset those stains, but he actually used my flesh and blood to counter Gu Xiyan's flesh and blood, one life is worth one!
This is my husband, Ding Qianrong. If others respect him a foot, he will respect the other person a foot. If others hurt him even a little bit, he will pay back ten times. He will never be merciful. But I - uh - cough cough - "
At the end of the sentence, Ding Qianrong only heard Zhen'er exclaim.
A cold wind blew across her face, and someone pinched her neck hard, making it difficult to breathe. Her pale face turned purple, her empty and unfocused eyes filled with red mist, and she struggled to spit out the rest of her words to the other person.
Words: "But I, Ding Qianrong, don't want to - cough - regret - fall in love with you!"
From the time Zhen'er asked her just now, she knew that there was an extra person in the house. She knew that he was here. She had no intention of angering him, but at this time, she felt that if she could die in his hands, she would not have to.
Shocked!
"Ding Qianrong, you still haven't repented until now. You are really hopeless. If I was driven by lust at that time, then you are shameless. Do you know that those two innocent people died because of you?
?When Gu Xiyan's flesh and blood died because of you, did you ever feel a little guilty? However, you didn't. Do you think someone like you is worthy of being a mother? Huh?
Since you know that I, Wanyan Che, am cruel and cruel, why do you have to plot against me to fall into injustice? Tell me - haven't you been preparing a lot of things to say to me just now? You are so blind that you still have such scheming, you
It's really not that simple, it really opened my eyes and ears to Wanyan Che." The man's eyes were red and bloodthirsty, and he was wearing a dark-colored outfit that was depressing, and the words he spoke were full of cold murderous intent and ridicule.
"General, General, spare your life. Please forgive me, General, and let the young lady go. What the young lady just said was out of anger and not sincere. She has repented. She has really repented. On the day when my wife was about to die of illness, she even knelt down in person.
She was regretful on the ground and prayed to God to bless the eldest lady. She has really repented and begged the general to have mercy. For the sake of the old love between husband and wife, please spare the lady!" Zhen'er grabbed the man's thigh and begged for mercy, with tears on her face.
.
"Get out!" Wanyan Che, who was in a rage, had red eyes and impatiently kicked Zhen'er with his foot. Zhen'er was instantly kicked far away.
There was a loud bang, and Zhen'er's back hit the screen and fell down. She groaned in pain and was dying.
"A cat cries while a mouse pretends to be compassionate. Only you, Ding Qianrong, can do this kind of thing." The man sneered and mocked, and tightened his grip. Ding Qianrong's body stiffened, and her head couldn't help but suffocate.
Suddenly, the fox-fur brown hat fell off, and Ding Qianrong's head was full of silver-white silk flowing down like a waterfall.
Wanyan Che's eyes were eagle-eyed, and his pupils were locked tightly on the mist-like silver thread in front of his eyes. In an instant, his hands suddenly relaxed, and the blood-eating red mist in his eyes faded a lot.
"Ahem..." Dry coughs sounded frequently, echoing in the cold back room.
Ding Qianrong Yingliu's body was like a broken leaf falling into the dust, and the scarlet mark on the crane's white neck was dazzlingly red, which was very frightening.
Her empty eyes were red, and two lines of tears welled up in her eyes, rolling down like broken raindrops. In the blink of an eye, the silvery hair disappeared, and her heart felt desolate and cold.
"Kill, kill me!" Ding Qianrong struggled to speak and begged closely. With her like this, what's the point of living here? She can't love him and can't see her. In this case, it's better to give her a happy life with a knife.
, or this way, her heart won't hurt.
"Little Miss." Zhen'er got up from the ground, ignoring the swelling pain in her chest, staggering towards the bed, propped up Ding Qianrong, and stroked her neck with her small hands, her almond-shaped eyes turned red, and she no longer dared to
Beg for mercy from the cruel man in front of you.
Now she just wants him to leave as soon as possible so that she can give the lady some medicine right away. It was all her fault, and she harmed the lady!
"Huh! If I had known this, why would I have done it in the first place!" Wanyan Che thought of the two dead flesh and blood, and instantly felt compassion. His eyes were as cold as frost. After snorting coldly, the majestic figure left with a flick of his sleeves.
After Wanyan Che left, he opened the door with force and locked it angrily. The cold wind blew through the room, chilling the bodies and minds of the master and servant lying on the bed.
Ding Qianrong smiled coldly, Husband, it turns out this is your birthday gift to Qianrong!
In the bitingly cold cabin, Zhen'er hugged her and sobbed: "Miss, why are you doing this?"
*
After leaving Lingfeng Pavilion, Manager Liu stood there on the Youquban, as if he had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw the person coming, he immediately showed his face and said: "Young Master, Madam, oh, no, it's Miss Yi."
Here she is, Prince Su personally sent her here, and she is now at Taijun's place."
Hearing this, Wanyan Che was furious, but when he heard the word 'Miss Yi', his emotions suddenly turned over.
My heart skipped a beat, and I nodded bitterly: "I know, I'll go over there right away."
"Yes!" Butler Liu followed.
Suddenly, Wanyan Che's footsteps stagnated, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly to Manager Liu: "Let Grandpa Yuwen examine Ding Qianrong, and said that it was Grandma's idea. When she recovers soon, she will be sent back immediately.
Ding Mansion."
Liu Guan was startled at first, and then he asked: "If the second husband, no, Miss Ruo Ding, she refuses to leave?"
"You can't help her!" Wanyanche's eyes turned cold and he said harshly.
Ding Qianrong, I have completed my beauty and benevolence here. From now on, you and I, bridge to bridge, road to road, we owe nothing to each other!
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Wanzi's mood is at a low point, so I'm late, sorry!