First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 217 Is it that easy to die?

"Hunger strike?" In the Green Bamboo Garden, the eldest lady took the scissors to cut off the extra flower branches, put them into the porcelain vase, and asked Wei Mama casually.

"That's not it!" Wei Wei hurriedly handed over the wet handkerchief. "Ever since the young master had a quarrel with the young lady yesterday afternoon, the young lady hasn't eaten anything! Now the whole Fengqing Courtyard has spread the word—" Mammy Wei paused, and said with a secret expression on her face, " It is said that the young lady is determined this time and wants to make peace with the young master!"

Shen Shi smiled coolly, took the handkerchief and wiped his hands, "What about the young master? If Du Shi is like this, he doesn't respond?"

Wei Momo said in a low voice, "The young master was so angry that he forced someone to give the young lady a bowl of medicine before going out this morning... But as soon as he walked away, the young lady vomited all the medicine..."

Shen Shi curled her lips coldly, "Come on, the more trouble he makes, the more Du Shi will hate him, and this matter will not end in the future..." She thought for a while, then suddenly asked, "Say, Young Madam is looking for death and life I want to reconcile with the young master, where did the old lady hear the news?"

Madam Wei was taken aback, and a knowing smile suddenly appeared on her face, "Don't worry, Ma'am, I will save you what to do."

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Du Rongzhi was groggy all day long.

In the dream, she was in a dilapidated house, and the furniture inside was all painted. She reached out to touch it, and every object was unspeakably familiar... Voices kept coming from her ears, vaguely mixed with Crying, but the distance was too far to hear anything clearly. She pushed open the door of the house and wanted to go out to have a look, but saw a solitary wintersweet plant standing in the yard, and clusters of delicate and tender flowers were piled up on the branches pressed by the snow. The golden color is truly beautiful.

She couldn't help walking over, only to find that there was a little baby sitting under the tree at some point, rubbing his eyes and crying, his two little hands were as crystal clear as the snow on the branches.

Du Rongzhi hurriedly called him, "Whose family are you a child? It's very cold on the ground, get up quickly!"

The boy raised his head twitching, tears were still hanging on his chubby face, but those delicate eyebrows looked exactly like Song Zixun!

He looked at Du Rongzhi and burst into tears, "Mother...Mother, why don't you want me?"

Du Rongzhi felt a sudden pain in his heart, and tears flooded his eyes without warning, "Good boy, how could mother not want you! Mother misses you every day and night! Come here and give mother a hug!" As he spoke, he walked up quickly to hug him.

But the child backed away suddenly, pointed at her and cried, "You don't want me, and I don't want you either! I will never come to your house again!"

"Don't go, mother wants you...don't go..."

"Young Madam!" Nurse An whispered in her ear.

Du Rongzhi opened his eyes in a daze, and under the strong light, he could only see a tall figure sitting in front of him.

"Are you awake?" Seeing her standing up, the man ordered with a gloomy face, "Bring the food."

Nanny An glanced at Du Rongzhi uneasily, quickly answered yes, and turned around to take a bowl of millet porridge from the girl's tray.

"Young Madam, at least eat some..." Nanny An persuaded with red eyes, "This body has just regained some color, but it can't stand such a toss..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Zixun suddenly snatched the bowl from her hand involuntarily, picked it up and poured it into Du Rongzhi's mouth.

The tearful little doll in the dream overlapped with the cruel man in front of him... Du Rongzhi's eyes became hot, and she didn't know where she came from so much strength, she pushed away the big hand that was close at hand.

I only heard an exclamation of "Ah" coming from my ear, and the whole bowl of millet porridge was splashed on Song Zixun's smoky blue robe.

Nanny An's face turned pale immediately, and she knelt on the ground with a thud, "Young Master, forgive me...Young Madam, Young Madam is just insane, please don't blame her..."

Song Zixun didn't even look at her, his eyes fixed on Du Rongzhi.

"Snapped--"

The empty bowl in his hand was slammed to the ground by him and shattered.

Song Zixun gritted his teeth and sneered with a livid face, "You are determined to disobey me, aren't you?"

Du Rongzhi opened her dry and cracked lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "You know what I want—" Her voice suddenly stopped.

Song Zixun's ice-cold hands brushed aside the broken hair on her cheeks extremely gently, pulled it behind her ears, leaned close to her ears, and smiled like lovers rubbing each other's ears, "Mr. Du, do you think... that death is so easy?"

For some reason, the voice seemed to crawl out of hell, and Du Rongzhi's body trembled instinctively.Before she could react, she suddenly heard Song Zixun say coldly, "Nurse An, go and bring Miss Sun here!"

Nanny An, who was still kneeling on the ground, was taken aback. Although she didn't know what Song Zixun was going to do, she felt a little scared from his expression, so she said, "Miss Sun is probably still taking a nap at this time—"

"Come here!"

Nanny An shivered, quickly stood up and wiped away her tears, then staggered out.

The two of them were in such a silent stalemate, and the others in the room were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe.

The wet nurse quickly came in with Guan'er in her arms.

The little guy was sleeping soundly, and there was a pink and tender face in the swaddling baby, which made people's hearts melt.

Song Zixun watched Du Rongzhi follow his daughter's eyes coldly, and said coldly, "Give me the child."

Du Rongzhi gripped the quilt anxiously.

Although the wet nurse faintly felt that something was wrong, she didn't dare to say more, and carefully handed the child into Song Zixun's hands.

Song Zixun looked down at his daughter's sleeping face, "From today on, Miss Sun will eat with the Young Madam—when the Young Madam eats, she can eat."

Du Rongzhi looked at him sharply.

The wet nurse couldn't understand it, "Then if the young lady doesn't eat..."

Song Zixun looked at Du Rongzhi, with a smile that couldn't be more cold, and said word by word, "Then she will be hungry—starve until her mother is willing to eat, or starve herself to death. "

"Song Zixun, you...you are shameless!" Du Rongzhi's eyes turned red, and her whole body trembled violently with anger.

The infant Guan'er seemed to feel the tense atmosphere between her parents, she frowned and pursed her mouth, closed her eyes and began to cry softly.

Song Zixun smiled as if he didn't hear anything, "There were filial sons in ancient times who cut their flesh to feed their mother, but now they just let her share the joys and sorrows with her mother. If others listen to it, they will probably praise them for their kindness and filial piety." After saying that, he was about to leave.

Du Rongzhi grabbed his sleeve tightly, "Give me back my daughter...give me back!"

Song Zixun waved her away coldly, "What right do you have to have a daughter? A person who is determined to leave her behind, what right does he have to have her?"

Guan'er's crying became louder and louder, like a sharp knife stabbing into her heart.

All the humiliation, struggle, pain and despair hidden in the bottom of my heart in the previous life and present life almost rushed out at this moment... Du Rongzhi felt a fishy sweetness in her throat, she coughed hard, and blood spurted out of her mouth immediately.

(End of this chapter)