Zhuang Xiaoyu clutched her heart, guilt and self-blame wrapped her whole body, and asked: "Did Min Huizhu find out about Qing Huan's existence, that's why she wanted to kill this child?"
The personal guard nodded: "Probably yes, when we were standing at the door, we heard a lot of movement inside, but we didn't hear Qing Huan's cry for help, so we were careless. The saint did come prepared, not only brought Pills, luminous stones, and daggers..."
Before Zhuang Xiaoyu finished listening, she fainted in Qin Wuyan's arms and fell unconscious...
When Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up, it was already noon the next day.
Qin Wuyan stood by the bed, seeing her wake up, he was very happy: "Xiao Yu, you finally woke up, you fainted like this last night, almost scared me to death."
The anxiety and worry on the man's face were not feigned. Seeing the radiance in her eyes after waking up revealed joy and relief, and a green beard grew on her chin.
Zhuang Xiaoyu met those eyes, feeling guilty for no reason, but she didn't want to show it, so she turned over and closed her eyes again.
Qin Wuyan was in a hurry, leaned over, put his arms on her sides, and asked eagerly: "Xiaoyu, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere, are you hungry, tell your husband quickly."
He raised his hand to caress her face, but Zhuang Xiaoyu slapped her away, her eyes showed impatience: "I'm fine, I don't have any appetite, I just want to sleep for a while.
Just do your thing, let Yu Sui come over and guard me..."
As soon as the words fell, the bedroom fell into silence again, Yu Sui was no longer in this world, she was the one who witnessed Yu Sui's burial.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly felt resentful, she sat up with her arms propped up, and grabbed Qin Wuyan by the collar, "Qin Wuyan, tell me, does Yu Sui's death have anything to do with you?" ? Is it because you said something to her that she couldn't think about hanging herself?"
Qin Wuyan's pitch-black eyes were like deep ancient wells, dormant in the dark light, and he answered her words calmly: "I said it's irrelevant, will you believe me?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't answer his words, "But the last person she saw was obviously you, she brought ginseng soup to your bedroom..."
Qin was speechless, and the masseter muscles on the side of his face were tensed into graceful lines.
The man stared at her heavily, and said hoarsely, "Xiao Yu, do you refuse to believe anything I say now?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes and buried her head in the quilt: "Go out, too many things have happened recently, I want to be quiet."
Seeing her like this, Qin Wuyan had no choice but to stand up, and compromised: "I'll go out first, and let the nanny bring in food later..."
There was a slight sound of closing the door, and Zhuang Xiaoyu fell back on the bed, staring quietly at the ceiling with her eyes open. If she had known from the beginning that Min Huizhu would be cruel to her own son, no matter how much she hated Min Huizhu, she would not Can tell Min Huizhu the truth.
She just wanted Min Huizhu to turn against Qin Wuyan after she knew the truth. She never thought that Qing Huan and Qin Jue's lives would be implicated.
Zhuang Xiaoyu suffered from the condemnation of conscience and burst into tears.
When the nurse came in with the bird's nest porridge, she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu lying on the bed and weeping silently.
The nurse put the bowl on the chair, and went to grab Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand: "Miss, think about everything, the old slave sees you like this, I wish I could go for Yu Sui, and let Yu Sui stay with you."