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There was no dry place in the room beside the bed, and the rain feet were still wet and unbroken.

Xie Wanqing quietly laid on the ice, feeling the bone-piercing heat. In her mind, the first thing she thought of was this poem.

It was in vain that she had lived in the Prince Liang's Mansion for nearly three years. She actually had never known that there was such a place like this within the Prince Liang's Mansion.

The room was extremely small. One could see through it with a single glance. When he had first moved in a few days ago, thick spiderwebs covered every inch of the table and bed frame. The stiff quilts on the bed were covered with a thick layer of dust, similar to the furnishings, and had not been touched for a long time.

Fortunately, the quilts were winter quilts. Although they were no longer warm, they could not freeze people into typhoid in the autumn. However, to Xie Wanqing, who was already terminally ill, who was like a candle in the wind, who was willing to let the heat of the world take away his life, he would suffer a little less.

Xie Wanqing was used to a life of wealth, but never complained when she moved here. She didn't even open her mouth to say a word, nor did she show any signs of emotion. There was no difference between waiting for death in the magnificent chamber and waiting for death here.

He wouldn't be able to hold on for the next few days, right?

Xie Wanqing thought.

The sound of the door opening attracted Xie Wanqing's deathly still gaze. The maid who was napping on the table suddenly woke up and stood up in a hurry. The person waved for the servant to get down and walked to the side of Xie Wanqing's bed.

Behind the light, Xie Wanqing finally recognized the person who had come to look for her. It was her elder sister, Xie Wanyun.

Her birth mother, the Concubine Fang, had also come, as if she was in a dream.

"Elder sister …" "Auntie …" Xie Wanqing called out with difficulty.

Xie Wanyun and Concubine Fang stood two steps away from the bed, smiling at Xie Wanqing, their expressions carrying a bit of ridicule and satisfaction.

"Is little sister disappointed?" It was me and my aunt who came to see you, not the Prince? " Xie Wanyun said.

Just as Xie Wanqing wanted to say "how could I?", Xie Wanyun extended her slender white fingers and stopped Xie Wanqing from speaking, "The Prince's office is very busy, just treat it as your little sister coming here to apologize for the Prince."

Xie Wanqing was confused, but seeing that, Xie Wanyun laughed: "Little sister, you still don't know? The princess was the prince's son, and the duke of Zhenguo's estate was powerful, so it was not easy to control. His sister had been intelligent since she was young, and she understood the logic easily. She didn't need to say anything to understand it. In our Prince's Mansion, there is no one more suitable to be the scapegoat than our younger sister. "

Xie Wanyun's tone of voice was soft and gentle, and a few simple words pierced the ears like thunder, striking right into Xie Wanqing's heart and making him feel like she was suffocating.

An abnormal flush emerged on Xie Wanqing's face from her excitement. Using the last bit of strength she had left in her shriveled up hands, she randomly grabbed onto the mattress beneath her body and struggled to get up.

It's not true, it can't be true! Brother Qi wouldn't do this to her! She was going to see Qi gege and ask him about it!

Without waiting for Xie Wanqing to calm down, she took two steps forward and whispered into Xie Wanqing's ears, enunciating word by word, "Sangqing, I am not your aunt, but your direct mother is your biological mother. You are not Daughter of Concubine, you are the first daughter of the Marquis Anyang's Mansion. However, I fell in love with my Jin'er. "

Concubine Fang paused for a moment before continuing, "You should call me Second Aunt. I am your mother's sister, the biological daughter of your grandfather. They are both daughters, my birth mother is Golden Man, I am not even a part of the Daughter of Concubine, I can only be a servant girl, what right do I have? Now that the retribution is on you, and the retribution is back, making you a Daughter of Concubine is already a bargain. Fortunately, my Brother Jin has become the eldest son, so everything in Marquis Anyang's Mansion belongs to him. What's his is mine, and it's not the part of a good mother like you. " As he said that, he suddenly said viciously, "When you go down to the Underworld, I'll personally send your mother to the Road to River Styx so that you two can recognize each other."

Xie Wanqing's eyes opened wide, her body was trembling, and she was about to go crazy.

It's not true! They were all dreaming!

Why, why tell her this?

Is this the so-called truth?

After the time it took for an incense to burn, Xie Wanqing's entire body was stiff on the bed. Even the servants who called the corpses in, upon seeing Xie Wanqing's twisted face, did not dare to come forward and touch it.

Seeing that she had died, Xie Wanyun and the Concubine Fang turned around and left without any reluctance to part, while also instructing the servants waiting outside to go and report their deaths.

Xie Wanqing's body had already died, but god was not dead. Her soul that had left her body stayed in this world for a short while, drifting around without any logic.

It was as if he was looking at Zhao Yuqi, and that's right, there was also her elder sister Xie Wanyun and Concubine Fang. Both of them wiped the tears from their faces and sobbed.

Xie Wanyun fell into Zhao Yuqi's embrace, her tears flowing as she said, "Your Highness, little sister … 'Little sister left just like that … ' The depth of her grief was like a different person.

The scene of her mother suddenly appearing in front of her eyes again, the Madame Ye who was pious to the Buddha in the small buddhist hall.

An elderly woman quietly walked forward and said in a soft voice: "Madam, just now, news came from the Duke Palaces. Second Miss has left."

The buddhist beads were broken and scattered on the ground, Madame Ye suddenly stood up and asked in disbelief, "A good person can go if you want to!"

The wife thought for a while and said, "Madam, life and death are decided by fate. During these few months, Madam had been paying respects to the Buddha daily and praying for the Second Miss. She had also sought out famous doctors to send to the Duke Palaces to treat the Second Miss and had done her best. If the people in the Second Miss knew, they would be very pleased. "

Madame Ye lowered her head to pick up the scattered buddhist beads, "That child is neither pleasing nor close to me, and he isn't my biological child. But when she wasn't with me, I was worried about her. Whenever something happened to her, my heart would immediately start to hurt. I didn't know why. Not to mention Ye Yun, who was named after me, even Jin'er's biological brother couldn't do that. "

The wife said: "That is the fate between Second Miss and Madam."

It wasn't fate, but tshe heart of a mother and daughter. If Xie Wanqing had a body, he would definitely rush over to hug Madame Ye and cry. She would use all her strength to call her "mother" and not the "mother" he used to be.

At this moment, Xie Wanqing wished that she could live again and take back everything that belonged to her that was plotted against him!

Furthermore, there was also the person who schemed against her. When Xie Wanqing thought of the hypocritical face and the vicious heart behind her back, she felt incomparable hatred. She didn't see a single famous doctor her mother had invited. Where did she go? Furthermore, he had to drink a bowl of medicine every day to recuperate her body. Just what kind of medicine was it? At this point, was Xie Wanqing still unable to figure it out?

How stupid was he to make a person's life into a joke!

If they could live again, they would definitely have to pay the price!