Chapter 182

It was probably that Su Qinghuan had just been rescued from hanging from the original body. Su Qinghuan was confused and couldn't open his eyes.

In the darkness, she heard the maids talking more and more excited.

"Who makes the young lady can't keep up with the young master? Divorce is a new trend of the times!"

"It's said that Miss Zhao is a talented woman studying abroad and advocates freedom and equality! I don't know whether she will be better for us servants when she becomes our young grandmother in Zhangjia!"

Su Qinghuan frowned and vaguely guessed that the body he lived in should be in a bad situation.

——As soon as my father died, many relatives wanted to rob the family property?

The husband who hasn't completed his house obviously doesn't like his original body. He turned the window on his wedding night and ran away. He hid abroad for three years. He will divorce his wife as soon as he returns home!

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Su Qinghuan was dazed when she heard it. At this time, a sharp female voice stopped the girls who didn't mind watching the excitement.

"My wife said she wouldn't let the young master divorce his wife. My lady is still the young grandmother of Zhang Jia! What's the matter with you two? Don't you even feed the medicine?"

"I'm not afraid of being dismissed if I chew my little grandmother's tongue behind my back! Go down and don't annoy my miss!"

The little girls who talked about it agreed and were about to leave. In a trance, Su Qinghuan heard someone cut before leaving, and the sound of closing the door was very heavy.

Even if the original body is to be retired, these people are too snobbish, aren't they?

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Su Qinghuan was half unconscious and half awake. He thought that his original body had no position in this Zhangjia, or he was too soft.

——Even if the tree falls and the monkeys scatter, it won't be so shameless that even a few servants can't hold it down.

The little fox clenched his hand slightly. Suddenly, he felt a peach figure sitting in front of his ivory bed, and a few tears fell on her hand outside the brocade quilt.

"Sobbing, my hard-earned young lady, how can this be good? If the master is dead, Zhangjia dares to bully you like this!"

"Zhang Yaozong's murderous white eyed wolf didn't even lift the xipa on his wedding night. The tuition for studying abroad was paid with your dowry money! Even if you don't have credit, you have to work hard!"

"Zhang Yaozong ran away and went abroad directly. It's nice of you to serve his mother-in-law at home for three years. He paid money and did everything with all his heart. There was no complaint!"

"How could they be so cruel? Woo woo..."

The maid cried more and more, and finally spat in indignation.

"The master shouldn't have promised you to that bastard! He wanted to marry you at the beginning, but now he says he wants to fall in love freely? I think Zhang Yaozong is foolish to stay abroad with that Miss Zhao family. There is no courtesy, righteousness and shame!"

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The maid in front of her was probably the dowry of Zhang Jia when the original Lord married. She was obviously loyal to the original Lord.

But Su Qinghuan is now ill. Hearing that the little girl is upset about the original owner, she has a headache.

She opened her eyes vaguely and spoke weakly.

"Water... I'm so thirsty..."

"Miss, are you awake? Little peach pour it for you!"

The peach figure grabbed the little fox's hand in surprise and quickly brought the white porcelain bowl next to it.

Su Qinghuan's lips were pried open by a spoon, but what he filled was not water, but some bitter medicine juice.

"Cough... It's bitter."

The medicine juice was obviously mixed with excessive Coptis and scutellaria, and there was no rock sugar to boil. Su Qinghuan's mouth was full of bitterness and almost spit it out!

But as soon as she was inspired by the liquid medicine, she found that her spirit seemed better than before, and the whole person finally opened her eyes reluctantly.

"Stop taking medicine. I want to drink water... You are... Cough, peach, right? Pour me a glass of water."

Su Qinghuan looked at the girl about eighteen or nine years old in front of her. The other party had a round face, not beautiful facial features, and had a few freckles, but her eyes were smart.

Xiaotao is wearing a long braid. Her clothes are in the style of a coat and skirt. A pair of light gray cloth shoes are too thin and delicate, obviously wrapped around her feet!

God, the original body shouldn't have wrapped his feet like Xiaotao?

Feudal superstition kills people!

Su Qinghuan's scalp felt numb. She quickly stretched her feet out of the brocade quilt. Seeing that her feet were thin, but their size was normal, she quickly breathed a sigh of relief.

——Fortunately, she didn't bind her feet, otherwise she would have to die of pain when she walked!

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When Xiaotao saw Su Qinghuan's abnormal behavior, he trembled with fear, and his tears fell down again.

"Miss, why don't you even know peaches? Sobbing, miss, don't scare me..."

Seeing the other party crying again, Su Qinghuan's head grew bigger. In fact, she didn't have much experience in comforting others, so she could only shake her head and smile.

"Don't worry, peach. I'm just a little dizzy. Don't I recognize you now? Pour me a glass of water."

There was a smell of Coptis in her throat. She really couldn't stand it.

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Xiaotao hurriedly poured out a bowl of water. Su Qinghuan found that Xiaotao's foot binding was not particularly formal, because Xiaotao walked very fast.

Su Qinghuan felt pity for the girl. He took the initiative to open the brocade quilt, put on his shoes and walked towards the dresser.

The bronze mirror of the Republic of China is not very popular, but the Western mirror is very fashionable. Zhangjia is rich and noble. The Western Mirror clearly reflects the little fox's face at the moment.

The girl's skin color in the mirror was morbid pale, and there were deep Le marks on her thin neck, which was obviously the mark left by hanging. Su Qinghuan felt a faint pain as soon as she touched the wound.

The facial features of the person in the mirror are not particularly clear, because the original owner keeps a thick layer of bangs, almost covering his eyes.

Su Qinghuan looked down. He was wearing a dress similar to Xiaotao's coat and skirt, but the material was much more expensive. It should be made of silk.

Looking at the jacket, which was obviously not fit and looked very bloated, Su Qinghuan glanced away.

——The original owner was really not interested in Zhangjia. As a young grandmother, Zhangjia didn't even give her clothes.

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Just when Su Qing Huan make complaints about himself, there is a sudden footstep outside the door.

A young man in a western white shirt and black trousers came in with a thin piece of paper in his hand and a very gloomy face.

"Su Qinghuan, you have to sign this divorce today if you don't sign it! I already have Miss Zhao in my heart. It's impossible to continue this wrong arranged marriage with you!"

The man proudly raised his chin without looking at Su Qinghuan.

In his opinion, Su Qinghuan, an old-fashioned woman with the legacy of feudalism, would have wrapped her little feet if she wasn't weak!

She doesn't understand any new culture and doesn't deserve to stand next to him. He, Zhang Yaozong, is a progressive young man in the new era. She must not let such a rotten woman become his wife!

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When Xiaotao heard the man's words, she burst into tears. She begged bitterly.

"Young master, my young lady has just been rescued. You're forcing her to die! One day husband and wife bairien, think again!... Xiaotao knelt down for you..."

Su Qinghuan quickly grabbed the peach who was about to kneel. She glanced at the threatening man.

"Oh, I can't imagine that some new young people who boast that they are full of foreign ink can only divorce their wives in a feudal way and can't even write a divorce agreement!"

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[there's something at home today. I'll make it up during the day tomorrow ~ love you fairies ~ ~ please forgive me for updating late ~]