Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 882 Irony
Madam Yan burst into tears as she spoke, but she didn't mean to be sad.

"It turned out that his love words were not only for one person, but also different every time, but they were all the same hypocrisy and confusing people. I blamed me for being too young at the time. If you want to do something, then you have to accept the punishment of betraying me. I have been poisoned for six years. I bought that poison from a merchant in the Western Regions at a high price. There is no antidote. It will only erode the heart little by little until the heart I can't move anymore. Even the god Da Luo can't save him." Madam Yan was stunned with a smile, why would she ruin herself to such an extent for a heartless man without any retaliation.

Why did she become inhuman and ghostless, but he was even more glamorous than before.

From now on, she will watch him, die from poison, be tortured, and experience the heart-wrenching pain.

Seeing the sternness in Madam Yan's eyes, Mu Wanxiang sighed slightly.

"I can't save him, but I can prolong his life by one month. I hope you can face the gradual disappearance of his life calmly this month. But don't forget that I have a daughter, she is Innocent." Mu Wanxiang suddenly began to feel sorry for Yan Xiuyun, Yan Xiuyun's parents are dying now, and I am afraid that neither of them can survive for a few days.

During this period, it may be difficult for the Yan family to stabilize their position.

But these are none of her business, all she can do is to remind Yan Xiuyun to make her mentally prepared.

"Xiuyun, I'm the one who's sorry for her. May I beg you to treat Xiuyun better in the palace, so that she won't be so lonely and miserable in the future. If you have the ability to protect her, can you keep her from any harm?" Yan When Madam mentioned Yan Xiuyun, her heart ached.

She hated and resented these seven years.

The motivation to live is not only because of hatred, but also because of maternal love for Yan Xiuyun.

At least, that's her daughter. Her daughter really loves her and treats her well.

Mrs. Yan looked at Mu Wanxiang praying, her lips were covered with dead skin, her face was haggard, only a pair of clear eyes looked at Mu Wanxiang, expecting her to nod her head in agreement.

"I don't agree. That's your own daughter. You never thought of leaving her a way out when you did these things. What's the point of begging me now? I don't agree." Mu Wanxiang said two nos in a row. Agreeing, he left her and turned around to leave.

Madam Yan stretched her hands forward feebly, trying to grab something, but in the end she let it go weakly.

His hands were so thin that they were only skin and bones, and he tightly grasped the sheets, exhausting all his strength.

She didn't regret it, she just felt guilty, guilty that she had never thought of Yan Xiuyun in doing so.

However, this kind of result was something she had been planning and looking forward to for several years.

It is to see the heart of the heartless and hypocritical person being slowly eaten away.

See if he has a heart, and whether a heart is just a decoration.

Otherwise, how could he treat her like this, the one he once loved.

Perhaps, even the love in the past is irony, and everything is like a flower in a mirror.

Madam Yan slowly closed her eyes, and two drops of clear tears gradually rolled down her cheeks.

She couldn't tell whether killing the love of her life with her own hands was more joyful or more painful.

Mu Wanxiang returned to the room where Grand Master Yan was lying, and saw an empty bowl on the side of the table.

　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)